5‣ 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙡 𝙨𝙖𝙬 𝙝𝙞𝙢

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His eyes raise to look at Hyunjin and he feels heat spread across his cheeks at the sight of the man standing before him only in his suit pants and nothing else, the button barely through as he holds a white towel in his other hand "Lay down, I'll clean you" his voice is rough and nothing about him seems warm or welcoming despite the kindness he offers, he looks threatening like he wasn't offering Felix aid but demanding his life. Still, despite his demeanor of arrogance and authority, Felix smiles back at him softly and lies back down on the fluffy pillows

Sighing heavily, a bit of shyness starts to crawl on his neck when he feels Hyunjin's gentle fingers graze his skin, pulling apart his legs and cleaning him thoroughly. "Are you okay?" the blue-haired is a little surprised by how raspy Hyunjin's voice sounds but he doesn't say anything and only nods in response, feeling fuzzy after reckoning the latter is being so careful of him and his well-being.

He closes his eyes and tries his best to not think about the way Hyunjin's fingers feel or how attractive he is because in his mind, what he needs from the man is given to him and he doesn't need to think any nonsense. It was bizarre how not even once the thought of his ex crossed his mind, all that seemed to occupy his mind right now was that he wanted the man physically and he had him minutes ago and this was it so it was best he kept any nonsensical thinking away.

Silence fills the room as all that can be heard is the gentle drag of the towel against Felix's skin, and soon enough, even that is over because he's clean and now what echoes in the room is the ruffle of Hyunjin putting on his clothes, then bringing the blue-haired's clothes to him and dressing him politely. Felix didn't really know what to feel about this, sure the man had done the same last time too but it was when he had barely been awake

and now that he was fully conscious and even the alcohol had disappeared, he felt weird. especially because this wasn't the first time, but not in a bad way at all, just in a way that was unfamiliar but still good. The silence is comfortable until Felix's eyes meet Hyunjin's face who seems focused on dressing him, upon the vision, the words from earlier creep into his mind, Hyunjin's whisper feels like it's a broken record that keeps repeating itself and he tries his best to fight the churning of his stomach

Gulping, he tries to say the name in his mind at first, 'Hyunjin' tries to grasp how it would feel to speak it out loud before he licks his lips, and a disparate thought crosses his mind instead of saying the latter's name aloud. His eyes remain cemented on Hyunjin's face who is now dragging the blankets to pull them over the smaller, all this time that has passed Hyunjin hasn't once looked at Felix and the blue-haired doesn't seem bothered by it. 

"Lee Felix" 

Suddenly, the deep and raspy voice reverberates in the quiet room and Hyunjin pauses his act, the blanket remaining in the air from where he is holding it as he turns to look at the freckled. His expressions are unreadable and Felix finds him to be a foreign man than the one he had previously bedded or engaged with, he feels confused but doesn't show it as he waits for Hyunjin to say something "My name" he elucidates though there is no need to. Their lock of eyes doesn't bring much explanation and Hyunjin ends it rather abruptly 

"Okay"

Is all the man says as he gets off the bed, puts on his shoes and he lets his eyes fall on Felix one last time, catching him already looking at him but he doesn't say anything, and neither does Hyunjin, their eyes don't speak either, and Hyunjin turns around, doesn't keep his eyes on the latter any longer as he gallantly makes his way out of the room, leaving Felix behind on the bed who would've had a thousand thoughts ring in his mind had sleep not taken him almost immediately. 

The next evening, when Felix was back at his place and getting ready to waste away another day in grief, he found himself thinking about the man, his name, and his attitude change. In the morning, he hadn't had much time to think about anything as he was too busy getting back home, showering, getting some more sleep, and eating. But now that the sun had dipped below the horizon and he was left to think about himself, he couldn't help but zone away from the show that was playing on the television and think about Hyunjin instead

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