celestial strings | h.js

one.

Then there were you and your past. Your troubling and problematic past were things Felix's tender mind never thought about. He thought there would be no greed for more if everyone had power. But cruelty never ceases to exist. On a simple morning, three of his friends were hospitalized, all of you were threatened, and you forgot your soulmate.

His faraway dream was a childish delusion uncovered by cruelty and injustice. He could no longer call it a dream, but neither would he call it a nightmare, per se. Because you spent all your effort to make everything fruitful and great, you showed him the beauty of what magic could do to people and the world. One part of every spiraling darkness stands a shining beacon, where people like you fight to keep the innocence intact.

Everything changed.

"I wish I could have done something to help," he said.

You furrowed your brows in remorse. With all the strength you could muster, you squeezed his good hand so hard that he slightly pulled back with a pained yelp. You glared at him then, scolding him with the warm gleam in your tired eyes, and shook your head.

"The best thing you can do is not to put yourself in danger," you said, and your lips arched downward when he dejectedly shrunk his shoulders, obviously dissatisfied. "You're so great, Felix. You've been such a kind friend, and I love the brownies you secretly baked me."

He kept in touch with you after you and Jisung distanced. Losing a friend was not in his vocabulary, but he also needed to support Jisung. Those days have been stressful for him. Hearing that you enjoyed his effort to keep your friendship made him calm.

"I can bake you more," he said, his voice gentle with a croak. He leaned his head down to yours, bumping his forehead against your head. "Let's never fight again."

You giggled lowly in agreement before stringing onto him a sudden question, firmness swimming back onto your face. "Is Hyunjin okay?"

Felix sucked in a deep breath, concern crossing his eyes for a moment before shaking his head. "He suffered no internal injuries. He got a terrible concussion, though. But overall, the doctors said he will be fine as long as he rests."

You nodded acknowledgment. "Can I see him?"

"Yeah," he beamed, but his mood quickly dampened into something more serious. "Oh! But let's call a doctor over to check on you first!"

Despite feeling hurried, you sat on the bed and waited patiently with Felix after he pressed a button to call a doctor into the room. You took the time to figure out everything that happened and what you should do after those events. Checking on your friends first was a must, so the next people you have to find were Hyunjin and Seungmin. If you could, you would fill them in on what happened, which was that you killed a councilman, and the possible repercussions of it to see what they think you should do. After that, you have to find your belongings and call Minho for help.

The plan was solidified in your head, and you wasted no time kicking it into action. As soon as the doctor announced that you were all good to go, you had Felix bring you to see Hyunjin. The boy, with confusing uncertainty, mentioned that Hyunjin might be catching on some sleep. You thought about it for about five seconds before deciding that if he was, you'd just shake him awake. You needed to make sure he felt fine.

Seungmin was not in Hyunjin's room when you two arrived, which Felix assumed was because Hyunjin was awake and well. He let his jaw drop, feeling slightly annoyed that while sitting stone-still in your room, waiting for you to wake up, Seungmin was taking a short lunch break to the hospital cafeteria. Letting your arm slip away from his, Felix closed the door and leaned against it while you approached the bed.