CHAPTER 8: TALK

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"Talk"



"The more I got close to you, the more I lost myself..."



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Felix woke up with a terrible hangover. He drink? He wondered, not remembering what happened last night and why he drink. He wasn't much of a drinker.

He massage his temples with one hand as he tried to remember the events of the previous night. The last thing he remembered was approaching Changbin. Then after that was hazy... wait.

He looked around his room then his eyes landed on his body... why was he sleeping naked? Then his eyes widen slowly as memories of last night's events came rushing back to him.

Changbin... the kiss... and...

"Ah!" He winced as he jolted up from bed at the memory.

Did they really did that?

It wasn't a dream was it?

He felt his face heat up, so he covered it with his hands and rolled back and forth in his bed, lamenting on his actions.

How was he supposed to face Changbin now? Then he stopped, looking around his room again.

Where was Changbin?

He quickly got off bed but stumbled on his way. He winced at the pain on his lower back and when he realized what the cause for it probably was, his face heated up again.

So they really did it huh.

He shakes his head, the reality of the situation finally sinking in. Felix yanked on his hair in frustration and embarrassment, but he pulled himself together, he still has to look for Changbin.

He put on a clean pair of boxers and rushed out his room to find any signs, any traces of Changbin, but he was gone.

Without thinking, he decided to ask Minho about it running straight to his cousin's room to find him lying naked on his bed, wearing only boxers as he watched something on his phone. Minho looked at him with raised eyebrows.

"What do you want?"

Felix shakes his head. "Can't you like, get dressed?" Minho gave Felix a once-over and shrugged.

"Not like you're any different." That's when Felix remembers he wasn't completely clothed either.

"Ugh nevermind that, but have you seen Changbin?"

Minho gave him a confused look. "He came?" He nodded in reply.

"Yeah"

Minho looked as if he was thinking. "Hmm, so why are you looking for him now? Did he stay over?"

That's when Felix realized what he'd just done. He mentally slapped himself for asking Minho, it was so stupid of him. Now what would Minho think?

Felix sweat-dropped nervously as Minho's brows furrowed, connecting the pieces of the puzzle, and when he finally had a grasp on what probably happened, a playful smirk crept into his lips.

"Did you guys..." Minho brought his two fingers together as he smiled at Felix knowingly. "... sleep together?"

Felix's face instantly heated up, blushing profusely and he averted his gaze, unable to look Minho in the eyes. He couldn't even answer. Seeing that, Minho's playful smirk slowly vanished from his face, his eyes widening in disbelief.

"D-did you really?" When Felix still didn't answer, Minho scoffed, incredulous.

"Wow... I don't know what to say I mean... I was just joking, y'know?" Then his eyes widen.

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