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a loud slam was heard only fifteen feet away from changbin's bed where he lay, scrolling though social media until now. the light flickered on showing a tired and probably drunk felix flop onto his bed, dropping his things.

“felix?” changbin slithered out of his bed to see the boy. felix giggled sleepily and pulled changbin into a hug.

“some guy tried to taste my chapstick tonight.” felix pouted, pulling away from the older boy slightly to see his face. changbin's expression distorted into disguise, imagining another man kissing his felix.

“did you let him?”

“no, because he wasn't you.”

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