Hyunjin stood there watching them kiss as though they had been lovers for a long time, while he felt like the third wheel, someone left on the sidelines.
Felix drew back with a smile, then leaned in close to murmur in Taehyung's ear, "I love you, Hyunjin, ferret or not," unaware that it wasn't Hyunjin
Taehyung's eyes darted toward the door, where he saw Hyunjin standing.
"He's drunk. I- I need to go."
Felix glanced over at Hyunjin with a wide smile before he staggered towards him,"Two Hyunjins."
Hyunjin made no attempt to move. He only stared quietly, which made Taehyung really uncomfortable
Felix collapsed into Hyunjin's hands, letting out a soft chuckle,"You're warm."
Hyunjin watched Taehyung zoom off
"It's freezing out here." Felix complains,gazing up at Hyunjin
Hyunjin helps him inside and up the stairs into the bedroom
"Come lay with me." He held unto the oldermales
Hyunjin flashed him an irritated glance before pulling himself free,"Sleep. You'd need it."
Felix dropped unto the bed,"Cuddle?."
"Maybe you'd appreciate your lovers cuddling more, huh?" He sneered and walked out of the room
Felix barely managed to pull himself beneath the blanket before the tears started again.
His cheeks were flushed, his eyes glassy, and his words came out slightly slurred as he stared at the ceiling.
"Why did he have to say no?"
His voice cracked.
Felix wiped his face with the back of his hand, but another tear slipped down his cheek almost immediately.
"I wasn't asking for much…"
He let out a shaky laugh that quickly turned into a quiet sob.
Felix rolled onto his side and buried his face into the pillow, his shoulders trembling.
"He doesn't like me," Felix mumbled into the pillow. "He really doesn't…"
For a moment, the room was silent except for his uneven breathing.
Then Felix lifted his head, tears clinging to his eyelashes.
"That's so stupid," he whispered, wiping his cheeks again. "Why am I crying this much?"
He sniffled before flopping back onto the mattress.
"Hyunjin is so mean…"
Another pause.
"…but he's still pretty."
Felix immediately groaned and buried his face again.
"I hate him."
A few seconds passed.
"I don't hate him."
His voice broke again.
"I really, really don't."
His eyes felt heavy, and he was tired. He'd drank too much.
Slowly, he drifted back to sleep with a single tear trailing down his cheeks
Hyunjin lay on the sofa quietly. His mind wandered back to the kiss. Taehyung was really better than him. Jeongin was right,he could never be compared to Taehyung. How could he confess when it was clear now that Felix heart belonged to someone else. Taehyung was everything he wasn't. He was human,he had the resources while Hyunjin wasn't even human. He was a mistake. A failed experiment. He didn't have anything, but he was trying his best, wasn't he?. Maybe he wasn't.
Was Felix just acting up at the restaurant?. He wasn't really jealous of Yeji, was he?
Now, he felt the urge to move out quickly. He was an inconvenience to Felix
He wasn't going to be the third wheel in Felix and Taehyung's relationship.
He would work harder,save up, and move out. That would be better.
That way, he wouldn't have to worry about Felix
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The next morning
Felix stepped out of his room,still drowsy, but at least he was sober.
The only problem was that he completely forgot all that happened last night
"Morning. " He mumbled and took a seat at the breakfast table
Seungmin and Hyunjin ate in complete silence as tho his presence didn't matter
"Seungmin. " He called
"What?!. Where were you last night, huh?."
"I went out with Taehyung. " Felix answered
"You weren't picking up your calls and had me worried sick." Seungmin chewed out,hid face contorted.
"I just went out for a drink. What's the big deal?." Felix tore his gaze away
Hyunjin stood to his feet and marched off,"I'm out."
"I'm out."Felix mimicked with a loud scoff
"What's your problem?."Seungmin deadpanned, one eyebrow cocked as he regarded him with an utterly unimpressed expression.
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"Changbin-hyung, I don't want us to continue like this." Jeongin remarked,the both of them naked and tangled together beneath the sheets, wrapped snugly in the same blanket.
"Continue as what?." Changbin questioned
"Just fuck buddies, I want something more." Jeongin requested,his expression turning somber.
"Jeongin, we agreed -"
"I know,but Changbin-hyung, I can't continue like this,I keep getting these feelings,it's beyond this."
"Maybe we'd be better off just ending things," Changbin said, a frown pulling at his lips. He pushed himself to his feet and reached for the clothes he'd discarded the night before, hurriedly pulling them back on.
"Don't leave yet," Jeongin whispered, tears already welling in his eyes. His arm lifted in a half-formed, instinctive gesture of longing, but he quickly withdrew it, curling his fingers into a white-knuckled grip on the bedsheets.
""We'll revisit this later," Changbin muttered, turning on his heel and heading straight for the exit.
A ragged, broken "Hyung" slipped past Jeongin's lips, his jaw quivering as he tried to swallow down the sob building in his throat.
Pausing with his hand on the bedroom door, Changbin cast one final, hardened look back. "Grow up and get a hold of yourself crying over this. it just makes you look pathetic." Without another word, he stepped out, letting the door click shut behind him.
He yanked the duvet up to hide his face, trembling violently as hot tears soaked freely into the fabric. A choked sob slipped past his lips, muffled against the covers. "Why can't you just... why won't you ever feel the same?"
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By the time Seungmin made it to baseball practice later that day, the dugout was already buzzing with the rest of the team. But as his eyes scanned the field, he noticed one glaring absence: Bang Chan was nowhere to be found.
He cleared his throat as he approached one of his teammates
"Where's Chan?."
"Coach said the captain called in sick." The teammate explained
"Sick?."Seungmin echoed, his eyebrows instantly drawing together in worry.
"That's what I said."
"Tell the coach something came up," Seungmin instructed over his shoulder, already pivoting toward the exit without breaking stride.
Two teammates glanced at themselves
"Bet we all know where he's going."
"And he's not gonna admit it."
They laughed loudly
To be continued...
A/N
Sorry for the super late update. I'll try to end the story quickly.
Thanks for the reads