Mistake [Changlix]

Sixteen

The Christmas Festival lasted three days. This year, those days were 14th, 15th and 16th of December. Friday, Saturday and Sunday respectively. During those three days, the students were expected to showcase their abilities. Since the entire reason behind the festival was to attract new students for the University. And honestly, it did work since the festival was really famous and a bunch of people would always attend. This year was not the exception at all and Changbin was already tired, even though it was merely 2 pm of the first day.

"Seo Changbin," he heard through the earpiece he was wearing.

"Here," he answered.

"Stage 6 needs help with the audio settings."

"Got it," Changbin put his bottle of water down and ran through the campus to the mentioned stage.

As a music student, he and a group of other students were on charge of the music for performances. They had to make sure everything was perfect because part of the reputation of the university was based on how good the performances were. And honestly, K-Arts was a privileged University which Changbin was only able to attend to thanks to the inheritance his parents left him after they died.

That day he didn't have to perform but he had to be running around supervising everything the entire day. The Festival started at 10 am and around 6 pm it would start to close down. Which meant Changbin only had four more hours of suffering before he could just go home and sleep until the next day.

Even so, not everything was bad. At 3pm was Minho, Hyunjin and Felix's performance and although he'd seen a big part of the choreography already, he was excited. Because it wasn't the same to see them dance in a dance practice room, to see them perform in a stage with people cheering for them. And especial clothes (that Changbin's hadn't seen and was looking forward to), make up and lighting for the performance.

He also had the pleasure of seeing the art exhibition and Felix painting was beautiful. The boy had painted an scene that Changbin knew perfectly. It was a sidewalk, with trees at both sides of it that were already loosing its leaves. And two guys were walking down the sidewalk, arms linked and looking at each other. Changbin knew it was nothing else than them two in one of their many morning strolls as soon as he saw the painting. Changbin also loved that despite living in Korea, Felix didn't hold back in the fact that he was painting two male figures.

It was the cheesiest thing ever and he loved it.

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Presentation on Stage 6 was over and Changbin headed towards stage 8 where his friends and boyfriend would present. Changbin had specifically asked for a break at that time because he wasn't going to miss the performance no matter what. He got to the stage a few minutes earlier and helped the two of his classmates that were making sure everything for the presentation was on its position and then moved backstage, where his friends were already.

A "Jesus Fucking Christ," slipped through Changbin's lips as soon as he saw Felix sitting on a chair while a girl from the drama faculty finished doing his hair.

Felix turned around when he heard Changbin and his face blushed, contrasting so strongly against the entirely white outfit he had on. He was wearing white and tight pants with a white buttonless silk shirt that fell through his arms and abdomen perfectly. The shirt had a bow that was yet to be tied and it let Felix's collarbone be seen.

Breathtaking

Changbin wasn't sure if he was living or dying at the moment. Maybe it was both.

When the girl that was doing Felix's hair finished, the boy got up and walked towards Changbin, still blushing and apparently nervous. Changbin thought he was the cutest thing he'd ever seen in his miserable life. And when Felix was right in front of him, Changbin didn't know what else to do than tying the laces of the shirt into a soft bow that fell down. He didn't want to hug Felix because he felt like it would make the shirt get wrinkles. And he didn't want to kiss him because it would ruin the makeup. So he simply looked straight into the boy's eyes and said: