Woojin's POV
I'm going to make those bastards pay for what they did to me, kicking me out of the group do they really think I was going to get over it? Maybe I am crazy, was it wrong to show someone that you loved them?
Now I have their precious little angel and he won't be so precious after I'm done with him. After I left Felix alone in the room, I looked through his phone and of course his boyfriends are very worried about him. Only several dozen missed calls and messages, must be nice to have people care for you. I sighed and threw his phone on the counter making my way to my bedroom to rest, after all I needed to come up with interesting ways to mess up this small angel locked in my guest room.
After a good night's sleep, I decided to make us some breakfast I'm sure the poor thing is hungry the least I could do is be a good host. As I fixed some breakfast for us, I unlocked the door to the guest room and turned on the light revealing Felix curled up in a ball on the bed. "Oh, look you're awake, I made us breakfast you must be hungry." I said with a smile. "Oh, nice of you to think of my well-being." Felix sneered. "Someone's a feisty one. Just my type." I smirked.
I walked over to him on the bed, honestly surprised he hasn't bolted for the open door yet. As I set our food down, I gave him a once over, he was definitely ethereal looking with his light blonde hair and his cute little freckles along with his soft brown eyes. I could tell why Chan and Hyunjin liked him. I slide his try of food to him and as I figured he just glared at me then looked down at his food.
"I'll leave you be then, at least try and eat." I said as I closed the door behind me and locked it. He is going to prove a challenge, but that's how I like my boys.
Felix's POV
After he left, I just stared down at the seemingly normal looking food, but I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of anything. As I finally got a good look at the room, I was in there wasn't much to it besides a bookshelf in one corner filled with books, a small chair in another corner, various pictures hung on the wall and luckily there was a bathroom but nothing I could find as weapon to use.
I noticed a small calendar on the wall, and I thought to myself if I would have to be like those prisoners in jail and mark off how many days they were locked up. I plopped back down on the bed and stared up at the ceiling, I couldn't help but replay Hyunjin's phone call in my head, everything he said to me did he really mean it? I know right how could I be thinking of that when I'm literally locked in some room at a crazy person's house?
I closed my eyes and remembered that night he got angry, and we ended up in each other's arms kissing almost leading to God knows what. Between that night and the night at the party I couldn't help but think all those times he kissed me was he the one who kissed me in that closet? The few times me and Chan kissed never felt the way me and Hyunjin kissed it felt right and good. Don't get me wrong Chan is an amazing guy and if Hyunjin wasn't even in the picture I would be with Chan in heartbeat.
My thoughts were interrupted when Woojin burst through the door and walked straight over to me looking as if he was going to either murder me or he just had crazy eyes and wanted to have his way with me.
Either way I knew I wasn't going to like what came next.