Heart Strings |Hyunlix|

연약하다 - Fragile

“Not far from here” he murmured while glancing at him. 

Minho nodded towards the GPS. “Put the address in. I’ll drop you” 

Hyunjin hesitated for a moment before speaking. “You didn’t have to do this. I could’ve walked, and you could’ve used this time to get yourself checked out” 

Minho turned his head slightly. “I’m fine. It’s nothing some disinfectant won’t fix” 

Hyunjin let out a quiet hum, not entirely convinced but deciding not to push it. The light turned green by the time he pressed in his address. Minho shifted gears as the car moved forward once again. The silence returned, but it wasn’t awkward. It felt like both of them were letting the events of the day settle. 

Hyunjin glanced over at the older, the faint glow from the dashboard highlighting his jaw. For the first time, he allowed himself to wonder if Minho was always this reckless with his body. 

“So” Hyunjin slouched further into the car seat, “are you finally gonna tell me why we just got the crap beaten out of us?” 

Minho let out a low scoff and ran his hand through his messy hair. “Same old shit. People can’t stay out of my business. It’s like they’re allergic to minding their own damn lives” 

Hyunjin hummed before a small smirk crept onto his face as he tilted his head. “You know, if it weren’t for me, you’d be six feet under by now” 

Minho turned his head with an unreadable expression before the corners of his lips twitched. “You’re so full of yourself” 

That was all it took for both of them to laugh their asses off. 

“Think anyone’s found them yet?” Hyunjin asked between chuckles. 

Minho shook his head with a sly grin. “Doubt it. Campus is dead at this hour. Cleaners’ll probably trip over them tomorrow morning. That’ll be a sight” 

They spent the rest of the ride tossing around mindless chatter, their voices faded into the night as the car disappeared down the empty road.

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“Lixie, pleeeease, just this once” Jisung whined, throwing himself across Felix’s bed. 

“No” Felix muttered from under the comforter, pulling it tighter around himself like it could block out Jisung’s whining. 

“Come on!” Jisung dragged out the words as he nudged Felix’s shoulder. “You know how awkward I get around Kim Seungmin. Changbin hyung invited me, and if it’s just me, I’ll die of secondhand awkwardness. Please, for me? And your husband will be there too” 

Felix groaned and peeked out just enough to glare at him. “Exactly! Even if you decide to throw yourself out of the damn window, I’m staying right here. If hyung finds out, you know he’ll ban us from even seeing each other again” 

“He won’t know!” Jisung insisted and sat up dramatically while crossing his arms. “It’s Sunday, and he’s already locked up in his studio doing whatever mysterious producer stuff he does”