《By Chance 《Chanlix》》~ 8 ~
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Changbin watched with wide eyes as he saw Felix and Chan hugging through the bushes, Felix's head against Chan's chest with Chan's arms wrapped around Felix's waist. He knew that Chan had an interest, but he didn't know it was that bad...and he didn't know that Felix liked Chan.
It was always Chan. Never him.
Oh well, he didn't want these mushy feelings anyway.
He could just get rid of them.
He snapped a few photos and tiptoed out of the forest and back to the cabin.
"Chan...do you do hugs?"
No. He didn't.
But he would. For Felix.
He opened his arms and almost immediately, the small body of Felix was in his arms, head against his chest.
Chan honestly didn't know how to deal with hugs, he wasn't used to people touching him except for when it was in a sexual way.
He realised that Felix's arms had come around his waist and were squeezing his stomach, he felt warm where Felix touched, he felt his heartbeat speed up.
Chan hesitantly put his arms around Felix's small waist and as he felt his stomach through his thin shirt, he wondered if this boy ate enough. He was so thin that it was a little bit concerning.
Chan rested his chin on Felix's head and sighed.
A sudden question came to his mind, "Hey Felix"
He waited for Felix's reply, "yeah"
"Can I ask you a question?"
He waited again, "um, sure"
"Why were you crying?"
He heard silence. He wanted to know who hurt his baby, but it seemed like Felix wasn't ready to tell him.
"Felix?"
"Uh...it was, oh...n-nothing."
Hmm okay.
Felix had left the cabin before Chan, so he had absolutely no idea who it could've been.
That frustrated him.
But he also had another question,
"Felix why are you in our cabin?"
He felt Felix take a deep breath before answering,
"I got kicked out of mine for hitting bambam"
Chan smiled to himself. Now that he could think straight, he found the idea of his father and Felix being similar in any way absurd. He was glad to know that Felix could handle himself, with Changbin's plan, he would need it. Chan would still stay by Felix's side though, because he felt the need to.
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"Hey Felix, I'm really glad that you don't hate me for tonight"
Silence.
After a little while more of holding eachother, they released eachother from the embrace and went back to their cabin in silence, nothing heard except for the tweeting of birds in the still air.
"Hey Felix, I'm really glad that you don't hate me for tonight"
Felix almost laughed out loud.
He didn't hate chan, hate was a very strong word. He simply disliked his actions at times, his violence, his cold demeanour that he walked around with.
Except, Felix had realised that chan wasn't cold around him, he wasn't quite sure why, but he was glad.
Felix felt warm in Chans arms, maybe it was the cold weather.
He could tell he wasn't used to giving hugs, but Felix liked that he was trying his hardest not to push Felix out of his hold.
It was late at night by the time chan and Felix got back to the cabin, Felix felt exhausted from all the crying and just wanted to shove his face into his pillow and cover himself with thick blankets.
But he had something on his mind.
Oh and he's sleeping with me
What was Felix going to do? He felt too anxious to sleep in the same bed as Changbin...
He opened the door and he walked in with chan treading behind him. They stepped lightly once they saw the two other cabin mates already sleeping, Felix was also over the moon at this sight.
This meant that he wouldn't have to sleep in the same bed as Changbin because he was already asleep.
He looked around for chan and saw that he was already in bed, asleep maybe? He seemed really tired on the walk back, he kept yawning and blinking his eyes.
Felix pulled out a sheet from the small linen closet and laid it on the floor, making sure to stretch out the corners and smoothen every crease. He got his pillow from the corner of the room where his bag had been placed and chucked it near the top of the sheet before laying down on his side and curling his legs into him.
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Felix woke up to a huge gush of wind slapping against his entire body, he was shaking.
Felix picked up his phone and checked the time, squinting his eyes to see the numbers.
11:59 pm.
Good.
it was still 'today'.
He sat up and rubbed his eyes before letting out a big yawn. He really didn't like that he had to do this, but then again, did he? If he didn't like it, why would he do it? Why would the idea come to his head. These were the things he had to think about when he woke up, but for now, Felix needed a nice sleep.
He picked up his pillow and with some struggle, found Chan's bed, pulling the blankets up and snuggling next to Chan. This felt comfortable.
Minho couldn't stop thinking about what happened earlier today, it was midnight but he couldn't get it off his mind.
When he looked into Chan's eyes, he saw real, true emotion of sadness. That was something that Minho had never seen before, chan always held a face with either anger or nothing and walked with his head down.
Something was going on, something had to be changing. But what? Minho couldn't figure it out.
"Minho? Are you okay?"
Minho snapped his head to Jisung who sat to the right of him on the couch.
"Sorry I was zoning out"
Jisung sighed,
"I know, but you look pained, what were you thinking about?"
"Oh nothing, just...you know"
"It's okay if you can't tell me, but should I help you get it off your mind?"
What?
Minho looked at Jisung and realised how the look in his eyes had changed to hunger almost immediately. Oh gosh.
Jisung crawled closer to Minho, slowly.
Minho was actually scared, Jisung had never taken the initiative.
Minho smirked, Hannie must be really hungry.
Jisung reached Minho and slowly pushed his body down so he hovered over Minho.
He hungrily connected their lips and roughly kissed Minho. He loved this side of jisung.
Minho felt only lust in this kiss.
he felt Jisung shove his hand under Minho's shirt and Minho let out a small squeal, to which then jisungs tongue entered Minho's mouth.
Minho pulled jisungs body on top of his, so that their thighs were touching, not breaking the kiss.
He felt jisung squeal and he realised that his little friend must be poking him. Oops.
Minho pulled out of the kiss, breathing heavily,
"Jisung you did this, are you proud?"
He saw jisung smile a little before going back into the kiss.
Nuh uh, no way was he letting jisung be top.
Minho flipped them over, breaking the kiss,
"I'm going to have all of you tonight"
Minho found his way down jisungs jawline, biting and kissing as he went down his neck. He heard jisung moan and smirked, satisfied.
Minho bit harder,
"M-Minho"
Minho stopped biting and lifted jisungs shirt off his body, throwing it to the corner of the lounge room. His body was beautiful. Minho connected their lips again and pressed their fronts against eachother.
"EW WHAT THE HECK GUYS"
*Riiiiiing*
Chan woke up to the annoying sound of his ringtone. Who would be calling this early in the morning?
Chan picked up his phone and saw the caller id, he thought it would be better to take this call outside, especially because Felix was sleeping peacefully right next to him, which he was over the moon about.
Chan slowly got up, careful not to wake Felix, and walked outside with the phone in hand.
He pressed the 'answer' button and held the phone up to his ear.
"WHAT THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN DOING, YOU'RE DAMAGING MY REPUTATION"
Chan held the phone away from his ear.
"YOU STUPID GOOD FOR NOTHING CHILD, IM GETTING MY DRIVER TO PICK YOU UP SO BE READY IN TEN MINUTES"
He hung up.
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