《By Chance 《Chanlix》》~ 13 ~
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Hyunjin woke to a weight on his bed. He felt two legs dip the bed on either sides of him and slowly, his tired eyelids lifted, leaving him staring at a beautiful specimen.
"Seungmin?"
Ah, this was another one of his dreams. He had been having these frequently in the last couple of weeks.
The figure of imagination leaned down toward Hyunjin and left rough kisses on his soft lips. He automatically kissed back knowing that there was never going to be a reality to this. A dream Seungmin in love with him was the best he would get.
He pushed into the kiss and poured all of his feeling into it. The appreciation and love he held for this boy was a lot more than he wanted him to know, yet he still wanted to confess his feelings. Even if Seungmin didn't feel the same.
What about practicing?
Hyunjin pulled back from the kiss, "I-I like you" he whispered softly while staring into the youngers brown, curious eyes.
Felix woke up automatically, earlier than anyone else, thinking about how he was supposed to explain to his adviser that he had to leave half way through the trip.
Should he just explain that it's because of 'personal reasons'?
No, that wouldn't work. He could try explaining the whole story?
Nope.
He placed a hand on his chin as he lodged deep into thought on his way to the advisers cabin.
Once he got there, he hesitated a little bit before leaving three loud, knuckle-paining knocks on the door.
It was silent for a moment, no movement what so ever.
Felix's classmates still enjoying the luxury of sleep, while he stood in the crisp, cold, fresh air. He raised his head slowly and let his eyes take in how early the day still was, how the birds chirped in what was barely day light.
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There was a rattle of the door. "Felix?"
"Oh, hello...there's something I need to talk to you about sir."
"I think I already know what it is." He replied, sounding highly confident in himself.
Felix doubted it "no, sir it's abou-"
He was cut off by the strange appearance of his father.
"Ah Felix, pack your things the car is waiting."
W-what...? No no no
"Y-you said tomorrow!" He screamed, pointing a finger straight out.
Felix's dad sighed as he pinched the bridge of his nose. "I know what I said, but I'm taking you today.
"Why"
"It's better to take you earlier so we can prepare for the funeral."
Lie.
It was because his teacher was standing right in the middle of them. He couldn't let the wrong thing slip. Felix suspected his father was going to try to make him a person disliked by all, intimidating and scary to approach. Traits the son of a president should hold.
Simply something he had attempted before. Felix had escaped that time, only because his mother had come for a visit from Australia and he was able to stay in a hotel with her.
Step one, making it seem like he didn't care about his friends.The reason why he was here so early was so he could take Felix before anyone woke up.
"You're so selfish." Felix spat with harsh eyes.
He turned to storm off but was met with the body of one of the guards. "You have to come with us." He spoke, monotone.
Felix turned his head to face his father, "so smart." He said with the roll of an eye, sarcasm dripping from his lips. "You knew I wouldn't come, so you prepared guards to force me. Something a perfectly sane father would do." He spoke loudly, letting his adviser hear everything.
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The guard grabbed onto his shoulder and walked forward, basically dragging Felix along. "Let go! I can walk myself."
He still wasn't released, instead, he was forced to the car and shoved inside.
He huffed and crossed his arms as he sat in the front passenger seat, dissatisfied.
After a couple of minutes of sitting in silence, a single body guard seated in the middle back seat, expressionless, his father had decided to show up.
He got inside the car, and simply sat, staring in the distance.
"What was that" he spoke, not looking at Felix.
Felix turned his head so he was facing him, "what was what?" He said, innocently.
"YOU RUDE LITTLE BOY"
Slap.
Felix immediately felt his cheek heat up and the familiar tingles appear in the shape of a large hand. It hurt.
"You know what you did." His father said, now directly looking straight into his eyes, that piercing gaze burning holes through his head.
Felix didn't break eye contact. He couldn't be weak.
The intense staring battle went on. And on. For at least two whole minutes, before his dad inserted the keys and drove the car off.
Felix hadn't noticed, but it had started pouring. He rested his chin on his arm that leaned against the door. It was such a gloomy day.
His cheek still stung.
'What a great life'
It wasn't going anywhere. His life was only leading to worse things, nothing good was going for him. In this moment, Felix would've preferred if he wasn't born. Why live if it can't be for yourself? Why live, if the only thing life offered you was sadness.
'There are better things coming' his mother used to tell him whenever he was upset. She was the only person who gave him hope. But she was selfish, she took herself out of this world and left Felix. He had no one.
And with that thought in mind, Felix was pulled under the darkness and into the comfort called 'sleep'.
Felix was suddenly in that green field again. That same one as last time.
What was this field?
Felix looked around, it was so beautiful. The sky was bright, there were butterflies that flew in harmony. It made Felix smile.
He put out his pointer finger and a small, blue butterfly landed on it.
It was so peaceful here.
"Hey baby boy."
Chan..?
Right. It was a dream.
Even so, Felix needed to see Chan's face.
All of a sudden, Chan was in front of him.
Spontaneous tears pricked Felix's eyes. "Where are you? I need you, but you're not here."
"What's up baby boy?"
"I miss you...Chan I need you back. Everything is going wrong, you're the only sense of comfort I have. So please, give me a hint. Where are you? I need you to show up somewhere that isn't in my dreams."
By the end, Felix had warm tears rolling down his cheeks.
"Baby boy don't cry, I promise I will be with you soon."
He put his hand on Felix's cheek to which he flinched. He thought he couldn't feel pain in dreams?
Worry was the first emotion he saw in Chan's eyes, "what happened to you?"
"It-it's nothing."
And all of a sudden, chan disappeared.
Chan woke up on the couch in panic. "I have to find him."
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I hope y'all are actually enjoying this lol
what do you think about Felix's dad?
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