'Can I lay down as well?'
Minho stood in Felix's garden beneath a newly grown blossoming cherry tree, looking down on the other god.
Felix lifted the arm he had draped over his eyes.
'Will my precious plants die if you touch them?'
Minho scoffed.
'I don't know. I hope not'
The younger shrugged at that and gestured him to do as he wanted.
Minho carefully sat down. The plants didn't die, neither showed any other sign of distress at his touch.
After a few seconds of silence, he laid down as well, his head next to Felix's, bodies not touching each other anywhere.
The pink cherry blossoms above them moved gently in a breeze. Their scent was so sweet.
'It's beautiful here' Minho said eventually.
'Why weren't you there for breakfast today?'
He looked to Felix. The blonde was still staring above.
He was so pretty.
Minho swallowed.
'I... I didn't know if you still wanted me to come'
Now Felix laid his head to the side and met his gaze, faces just a hand width apart.
'Of course I want you to be there. Why not?'
Silence.
Minho sighed and looked back up.
Felix's dark eyes and freckles were too much to handle.
'Because of... everything'
He heard Felix gently shifting his head to look up as well.
'Oh Minho. I'm not afraid of you. Never less than now actually'
'So it's okay?'
'Please come and eat together with me. Please, or I'll die from loneliness'
The other god chuckled mildly.
'Okay, I will'
For a long while neither of them said anything. The silence was comfortable.
Minho felt the sunlight's warmth soaking through his body.
He should've come here earlier.
'How did you sleep?' Felix asked then silently.
The older stared at him surprised. He had never asked that before, never used such a gentle tone.
'Not at all'
'Oh'
Silence.
'No, that wasn't true actually. I think I dozed off in the morning hours when I skipped breakfast'
'That's... at least something'
'I think during the day the nightmares aren't that bad'
'Maybe sleeping next to the garden like I do would help you. So you could see the sunlight in the morning and the moon in the night'
'There is moonlight here? That wasn't even planned'
They chuckled.
'Do you actually think that could help me?'
'Why don't you give it a try?'
'Do you have some space left in your bed for me?' Minho joked.
'Pervert. No'
Felix scrunched his nose. After a few seconds though he let out a soft laugh.
Minho exhaled a chuckle at that.
'By now I'm willing to try everything, believe me. I'd even drink your disgusting cursed tea again'
Felix turned his head.
'So wet dreams are better than nightmares?'
Minho laughed at the bluntness.
'Yes. Yes, they are. Both are equally weird and perturbing but... the tea-inflected dreams were more pleasant, yes'
Felix laughed. 'Pervert'
'Hey, you should try it some time'
'I regret starting this conversation'
'Ha' Minho said satisfied.
Both their gazes wandered back up to the blossoms, small smiles on their lips.
Minho was close to falling asleep.
He couldn't remember the last time he felt this comfortable and peaceful.
Felix shifted a little next to him.
Involuntarily, his heart rate sped up. What if their hands touched accidentally?
Would that be awkward?
Would his skin tingle?
Minho slightly shook his head to clear away these thoughts.
'I like your tattoos' he said after another minute. 'They're pretty. And they suit you so much'
'Are you flirting, baby boy?'
'I would never, princess'
Felix smiled. 'Thank you. I want to get more but haven't been motivated enough yet'
'More twigs?'
'Yeah. Maybe some flowers as well'
'Where?'
'Nosy man. I don't know yet'
'Mhm-mh'
'Do you have any?'
'Tattoos?'
Felix hummed.
Minho smirked. 'Who knows'
'Asshole'
They chuckled lazily.
The blonde took a careful breath and looked over to the other.
'Can... I mean, could you tell me more about Hyunjin? I'm interested'
Minho met his gaze.
Their faces were an inch closer than before.
The older sighed, internally deciding not to block the question and actually talk.
'He was... enchanting. Beautiful. Graceful. Artful. Everyone was drawn to him. And he was so kind and loving. The months I spend alone with him were the luckiest of my life'
Felix swallowed, eyes slowly wandering over Minho's face.
'Why just months? Why not longer?' he whispered.
'I was the first one who found him, I was his lover. But the other gods got a whiff of it soon after and well, they all wanted to get a share of his magic'
'Gods so desperate for a mortal?'
'Hyunjin was special. As I said, everyone was drawn to him'
'What happened to the two of you?'
'He.. he got so caught up in all the attention he was suddenly receiving, it.. it was too much'
'Did he let it get to his head?'
'No, not necessarily. He just.. lost himself. And me. And I...'
'What?'
Felix voice was surprisingly sensitive.
He had noticed the quiver in the other's words, the tears swimming in his eyes.
'God. I was so desperately in love with him. I couldn't handle the thought of loosing him to someone else, I- I just couldn't-'
Minho's eyes pressed closed, he looked away.
Felix pushed himself up on one arm, leaning towards the other.
There were tears on his cheeks.
'Minho.. what happened?'
'I... I can't talk about it, I can't.'
'Does it have something to do with your scar? And the ban?'
Their eyes met.
Felix was shocked by the darkness and grief in the other's gaze.
'Maybe some other time, Felix'
Minho sat up, seemingly wanting to go.
The younger's hand landed on his shoulder.
'Stay here. I'm sorry. I won't pry'
The dark haired stared at the hand on his shoulder.
'Stay here, Minho, and relax a little bit. You need it'
After several long heartbeats, he laid down again, folding his hands on his chest.
Felix carefully withdrew his hand from the shoulder, wondering why touching him felt so weird.
Minho sighed, his eyes falling close.
'It.. it just hurts too much. It hurts to think about him. It hurts that I still seem to love him. It hurts that I can't let go. And I hate myself for everything I did'
'It's okay, Minho'
Felix wanted to pat the other's hair.
Where did that thought come from? He had no idea.
'No, it's not okay, Felix. I hate myself for everything, for what I did to him, for what I did to you-'
'Minho shut up. For god's sake. Fucking up is okay as long as you learn for the next time'
'I don't think I can learn. And you have no idea what I did to Hyunjin'
'I don't care. I know that you pulled me out of Styx, that you gave me this garden, that you made everything in your might to make me feel better. You're kind.'
'...I thought you hate me'
'I do. But you don't have to hate yourself, too. That's my job'
Minho let out a wet laugh.
'That's not making any sense'
Felix smiled and laid down next to him.
The tips of their hair brushed against each other, blonde and dark brown.
'Don't think too much about things you can't change. I learnt that too, down here'
Minho slowly nodded.
If he'd turn his head their faces would be right next to each other.
His cheeks wet with tears, Felix's sprinkled with freckles.
He let his eyes fall close, careful not to move an inch.
Felix began humming some song he must have picked up from Jisung.
The sunlight danced with the shadows of the cherry blossoms around them.
The air was warm and filled with flower scents.
Soon, soft, peaceful sleep wrapped around Minho's spinning mind.
He didn't have nightmares.
He dreamt of soft black hair, paint on his chest and dark eyes.
And freckles.
So many freckles.
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a/n
are u falling in love? I have a feeling you are <3
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