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(hyunlix oneshot) love's only meaningful when you get something out of it.
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( disclaimer: this story is purely fictional and has nothing to do with the members in real life )
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Life as a member of the Bang family has never been so monotonous. But thankfully, Felix is mostly used to it by now. Although, he wishes that there could be some changes here and there.
Felix Bang loves his husband, he really does -- at least that's what he reminds himself early in the morning in front of the mirror every day after the man leaves for work. Chan Bang earns a suitable amount of money every month, enough to pay for their expenses and such, but even sometimes that gets so... impeccably tiring.
Chan doesn't want him to work, preferring him to stay at home instead and look after the house, and of course Felix can do that as it doesn't stress him out as much, and it puts little strain on his right leg.
It's been protected by braces and supported by crutches for how long, ever since Felix sustained a nasty injury to the knee during a measly ball game in his teen years. And it hasn't fully healed yet. At this point Felix fears it'll stay that way for a long while.
His parents had been scared their plan of marrying him off to the eldest son of the Bang family would've been ruined by this misfortune, but it seemed Chan did not care too much about it. Maybe because of the fact that Felix at least had a pretty face and other desirable qualities about him, for lack of a better word.
Chan always comes home late on weekdays, and when he arrives he either buries himself in his home office or goes to sleep immediately, ignoring Felix's request of staying up to eat dinner with him.
But, somedays Chan doesn't act like himself. His sober self. Felix's husband is a sociable man, prioritizing his time spent with his colleagues and other important families instead of staying at home with him. And that's when the Australian's hidden personality rears its ugly head.
Like today.
After Felix brings in the letters from the mailbox inside, opting not to open them because Chan doesn't like it when he checks those letters without him knowing, he settles himself on the livingroom couch and proceeds to engross himself in a rather bland novel to pass the time.
He sees no reason to not do so, as the house is already spotless and the dinner prepared. Since today's Saturday, Felix has a hunch Chan would arrive at about eleven pm after spending time with his work buddies.
He checks the circular clock on the wall, and it displays 11:08 p.m, so he guesses he should be expecting his husband soon enough.
I should probably set the table. That is, if he's even in the mood for eating, Felix scoffs lightly to himself, preparing to stand. But, something else snatches his attention.
A knock, and then several attack the door at that second. They're sloppy, uncoordinated, and it somewhat scares the fair haired male until he peers through the window to see who it is.
