PROMPT TIME! [Stray Kids Ships]

7) Woolix-Changlix(+Others)

This story is special for me. This is an idea I had a very long time ago, one of my very first Skz plot.
For some reasons, I never wrote it for real because I couldn't decide the ending... now it kinda makes sense, but I suddenly want to work on it again
Maybe?

What do you guys think??

.oO0°♡°0Oo.

Woojin looked at the door of his shared room, where the young Australian disappeared to a few minutes prior.

"Felix likes you, Changbin, you know it right?" Woojin grabbed the loose fabric of the younger's clothes to stop his movement.

Changbin looked up from his phone vaguely annoyed by the sudden interruption.

"I don't know," he dismissed quickly, focusing right away on the notification that popped on the small screen in his hands.

Woojin's fingers tightened against the rapper's sleeve, "Changbin! I'm not kidding."

"What do you want me to say Woojin? I love Felix, I really do, but not the way he loves me."

The oldest felt his hands tremble a bit, half-shocked by Changbin's bluntness.

"I..." Changbin hesitated for a while and released his guilt in a heavy sigh. "I kinda guessed. I thought if I ignored it, he would move on eventually."

"Do you realize how clingy you are with him? You are leading him!"

"I am not leading him!" Changbin countered, slightly pissed by the accusation. "Every single member of this group is clingy. Felix and I are no exception, there's no other meaning behind it."

"You shouldn't do that if you know..." Woojin started to protest, more insistent than he wanted to.

"Listen Woojin," Changbin interrupted, jaw clenched, "this is not easy for me either. Felix is a good friend. I don't think of him that way, but I don't want to hurt him," he clarified and the pain visible on his face was enough to tell how genuinely torn he was.

[...]

Behind the door, Felix fell on his knees, tears falling on his soft cheeks. He knew, why was he broken now? He had always known but he didn't want to face reality. Some might say it is better, but it hurt. Felix wished he didn't know; wished Woojin never brought the topic to Changbin; wished he could forget.

[...]

"I can fake it, tell him it wasn't true..."
"Felix..."
"Does it sound too over the top if I say he's the only thing holding me together in Korea?" he laughed bitterly, eyes already watering. "Because he is, Woojin. He's everything I have in the country and I can't live here if not for him."
"You can't take this away from me," he cried, "you can't do that hyung. I'll do anything you want, but don't..." he pleaded.

Woojin wanted to cry, or maybe scream his heart out, louder than ever to ease the awful pain of his stabbed heart.
"You can't ask me that Felix, that's too unfair."

You never paid attention to me, right? He thought, the words stuck in his throat with the unwashed tears he was holding back. I am right here, he wanted to scream. Was he that invisible that even the most important person in his life could not see him?