𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄! ( s.cb + l.f )

08| combustion

"I think I've figured it out!" Seungmin exclaimed, turning to look at Jeongin.

The younger boy was half asleep, and when he heard the redhead's voice, he turned onto his stomach and shoved his face into a pillow. Seungmin had been excessively thinking about Felix and Changbin's relationship, because he wanted to make sense of something that he couldn't understand. He wasn't ever one to let ignorance lead the way in his life, and he was absolutely determined to find out why a cold, heartless person like Changbin would become intertwined with a happy, people pleasing boy like Felix.

"Seriously Jeongin, listen to me," Seungmin said to the younger boy from across their room.

"Shut up! It's, like, two in the morning! You've been talking to yourself for hours!" Jeongin snapped, bringing his blanket up to cover the entirety of his body.

The younger boy was annoyed with the redhead. Seungmin had become obsessed with figuring out Changbin's mind. So much so that he had been greatly neglecting his partner and his training since he blew up on Felix a week and two nights ago.

"Really, I think I've got it!" The redhead said excitedly.

"In retrospect, I just can't see why Changbin's personality type would ever be able to match with Felix's. That leads me to believe that one of them is faking their affections for the other. Probably Felix, considering he's only been here for two weeks, give or take a few days. There's also the fact that Felix is a massive people pleaser, so he most likely wants to please Changbin. I think that may be why-"

"Shut the hell up!" Jeongin yelled, stopping Seungmin in the middle of his analysis.

"The problem with you is that you think everything is something that can be handled with your mind. Some things aren't meant to be thought about! Some things just need to be felt in the heart."

The redhead pursed his lips for a moment before speaking up again. Truth be told, the way Jeongin had just yelled at him made him a bit afraid. Sure, the younger boy was loud at times, but it was always in good fun. He wasn't one to yell at someone when he got angry; and Seungmin of all people knew that to be true. There was many times when Seungmin would say something hurtful, not that he meant to, and Jeongin would get upset with him, only to shut himself off and not speak to the redhead until he coughed up a sincere apology. He got angry and closed Seungmin out...He didn't get angry and yell.

"That...Doesn't make a lot of sense," the redhead replied slowly.

"Exactly. Some things don't need to make sense inside your head. Sometimes, you just need to trust your heart," Jeongin stated.

"But, if you do that, then what's the point of having a brain? If you don't use it, isn't it just dead weight between the ears?" Seungmin noted.

Jeongin rolled his eyes at the redhead who clearly wasn't getting the message.

"You can do whatever you want, Seungmin. I'm going to sleep; so keep it down. But I'm right. I promise I am. And whatever Changbin might feel for Felix...It's not really any of your business."

With that said, Jeongin shoved his face back into the pillow, determined to fall asleep before Seungmin started up with his ranting again.

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Since seeing Felix embrace Seungmin in the yard a week prior, Changbin had been thinking a lot. The redhead wasn't exactly complimentary of him, though, to be fair, Seungmin wasn't necessarily complementary of anyone at all. He was the type of person that simply spoke his mind. The most annoying part of it all was that he was rarely wrong. The raven haired boy could only imagine what Seungmin had said to Felix that day. He wanted to ask, but he didn't think it was any of his concern. He didn't think he had the right to ask about the Australian's conversations with others. Still, that didn't stop Changbin was jumping to conclusion after conclusion; ending up miles away from the truth. He didn't understand why he was so worked up about it anyway. People had been talking about him behind his back for his entire life. It wasn't like it was anything new. Plus, he didn't even know what Seungmin had said. He didn't even know if it was about him or not. The older boy felt helpless in his own skin. As the days passed him by, his sleeping and eating schedules became worse and worse. He rarely ate breakfast, even before the incident, and after, he stopping eating it completely. Lunch was usually nothing more than a few orange slices, even though Felix would constantly offer to share his lunch with the shorter boy. Dinner was eaten late at night, usually around eight o'clock so that he wouldn't be disturbed in the kitchen. Even still, it was usually small and unfilling, and his body began to adjust to the constant state of fatigue.