The rain hasn't landed even a droplet outside Something Sweet in months. The warmth and comfort that once lingered in the air, particularly around those last Winter months, has drifted away and hasn't been felt in months. Every single person that stepped inside that building felt a shiver as the wind whistled around them in a loop and left them feeling cold and empty. And they never came back.
Felix didn't count. He never stepped foot through the door, because he never left. He ordered his food online and got it delivered, so he didn't have to leave. He got his sunlight from the windows, on the dry Spring days as the sun started to make it's appearance again.
Every single day, he woke up and worked, Something Sweet being his only motivation to keep on going.
It was the beginning of March, and he felt empty.
He missed the rainy days.
He missed his rainy days.
Yet he was to blame. He told Chris to go, he put the engagement ring back in his hands and he deleted Chris' contacts in his phone.
Because he didn't want to get in the way of his dream. He didn't want to be the one to destroy that opportunity for him.
Yet all he could think about was Chris. His voice. His smile. His laugh. His kind heart. His warmth he brought from the first time he stepped into Something Sweet. Him. Who Felix fell for and never wanted to get up after. Chris Bahng.
Chris' rainy days to Felix's something sweet.
Felix shook his head thoroughly. Standing up abruptly and taking his mug towards the counter so he could clean it.
He had been sitting at the table by the door, in the seat Chris always sat in, thinking about Chris and sipping the latte he always made for Chris.
But Chris is gone. He's off chasing his dream and doing incredible things, in London. Thousands of miles away from him. 12 hours away by plane.
And it'd been less than two months.
Felix just needed to get over himself.
And he couldn't. And that angered him.
"FUCK!" Felix yelled banging his arm against the hard wooden countertop and smashing the fragile mug in his hand as he did so. Porcelain clattering everywhere and the sharp edges slicing different areas on Felix's hand and arm. "Shit." He sighed, looking down at the blood seeping from his skin. "I can't do this anymore! Why can't I do this anymore? I did it before I had Chris with me!"
He threw his head down, leaning it against the bleeding arm and cried like he cried the day Chris left and like the day only a few weeks before they met, when he was lonely. He cries like that when he's lonely. He bawls his eyes and lets the pain drown him.
"Fuck."
"What's wrong with me?"
"Ugh."
He eventually cleaned up his arm and the shattered pieces of broken mug across the countertop and floor, before heading up to bed.
He couldn't let himself live like this. So sad, lonely and angry at himself for missing the love of his fucking life. He had to do something.
Whether that be something good, bad or something sweet.
Actually no. It couldn't be something sweet.
He needed something more, something better.
He needed to figure out what he needs to do to sort his life out and stop living in pain because of a man who didn't even hurt him and only made his life better. A man he let slip away somehow.
And he needed something sweeter.
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+ + Something Sweeter ++ - Chanlix
Fanfiction++ Rainy Days and Something Sweeter, You can still find A Treat after something that Tastes Bitter ++This is the sequel of Something Sweet! Please read that first, otherwise this will make no sense. (cover designed by me)
