Here they were again, in the same bed, same room, same position they had been that night. Felix was panting, Hyunjin was groaning. Bodies pressed nude against one another, the heat in the room nearly swallowing them whole, sweat dripping down both of their bodies but the way Hyunjin's well-built body glistened in the pale moonlight was something else entirely. His sweat, however, did make the scarlet stripes on his back and chest sting worse.
if a devout saw him, they'd mistake him for the devil, if the devil saw him, he'd mistake him for a mirror—The way his eyes were slanted, his maroon lips bitten slightly by the latter drawing blood at the corner of them, his blond hair damp and sticking to the side of his face while some of them were slicked back, his strong hands holding Felix's hips in place. He looked handsome as the devil, and evil as one.
Heaven was at Felix's feet and it was brought to him by no other than this sinner, eyes rolled to the very back of his head, back arched off of the bed. His blue hair sticking to his forehead, lips parted, head thrown back and tears cascading down the sides of his face, sheer pleasure residing everywhere in him and against him. Hyunjin's mouth worked wonders on his upper body before it finally rested on his neck and he could feel the man trying to reach for that one spot that had him curling his toes
a whine escaped from Felix's lips because he felt Hyunjin's lips graze that very spot but as soon as his warmth came, it was gone. He didn't keep his mouth on that spot for more than a second and it had Felix nearly crying from pleasure, he doesn't understand how but Hyunjin seems to know his body very well, or he's very skilled and everything he does just drives him insane. But for some reason, Hyunjin knows every single sweet spot of his, and his length is aligned right with the one inside of him
he knows that the man is aiming against it but willingly not putting pressure on it and he sobs, because he's desperate, because he's been denied of his orgasm for too long now and his body was sensitive to every little thing and Hyunjin's teasing was making him want to scream "Please, please!" He yells, unable to put his desires into words. Hyunjin smirks at the way Felix is reacting to his tactics before he leans closer to his ear and presses a kiss on the shell of it before whispering a tantalizing murmur
"Hyunjin, Hwang Hyunjin's the name, pretty" He lets it echo in the blue-haired's scattered senses as he trails a tongue down his jaw and lets him cry out of desperation and pleasure both alike, when seconds pass and he sees that Felix is choking on his words but he's still unable to let them out, he smiles much like the devil he looks like and inches again toward Felix's ears, taking his earring-clad earlobe in his mouth, pushing his teeth slightly together before he pulled away and spoke again
"Now scream it all you like"
With the words being uttered into existence, Hyunjin pushes his hips forward and attaches his mouth to that certain spot below Felix's jaw simultaneously shaking all of his heavens and hells and wrecking his world. Felix let out a shrilling scream at first, too shocked to comprehend anything. He hadn't been expecting Hyunjin's moves, and since his hands were tied above his head all he could do was scream to ease this torturing pleasure that was everywhere on his skin, and when the scream died out and Hyunjin's thrusts became even more speedy, that's when Felix screams the latter's name
"Hyunjin!"
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Felix has lost count of how many rounds they've had but he knows they were enough to make him entirely numb in his lower body. And now he lays nearly lifelessly, too tired to even move a single inch as he groans lightly and keeps his eyes closed, licking his lips before he opens his eyes languidly and tries to get up. Shifting on his elbows becomes an impossible task due to the pain and before he can even accomplish it, a warm hand patting his thigh makes him stop
His eyes raise to look at Hyunjin and he feels heat spread across his cheeks at the sight of the man standing before him only in his suit pants and nothing else, the button barely through as he holds a white towel in his other hand "Lay down, I'll clean you" his voice is rough and nothing about him seems warm or welcoming despite the kindness he offers, he looks threatening like he wasn't offering Felix aid but demanding his life. Still, despite his demeanor of arrogance and authority, Felix smiles back at him softly and lies back down on the fluffy pillows
Sighing heavily, a bit of shyness starts to crawl on his neck when he feels Hyunjin's gentle fingers graze his skin, pulling apart his legs and cleaning him thoroughly. "Are you okay?" the blue-haired is a little surprised by how raspy Hyunjin's voice sounds but he doesn't say anything and only nods in response, feeling fuzzy after reckoning the latter is being so careful of him and his well-being.
He closes his eyes and tries his best to not think about the way Hyunjin's fingers feel or how attractive he is because in his mind, what he needs from the man is given to him and he doesn't need to think any nonsense. It was bizarre how not even once the thought of his ex crossed his mind, all that seemed to occupy his mind right now was that he wanted the man physically and he had him minutes ago and this was it so it was best he kept any nonsensical thinking away.
Silence fills the room as all that can be heard is the gentle drag of the towel against Felix's skin, and soon enough, even that is over because he's clean and now what echoes in the room is the ruffle of Hyunjin putting on his clothes, then bringing the blue-haired's clothes to him and dressing him politely. Felix didn't really know what to feel about this, sure the man had done the same last time too but it was when he had barely been awake
and now that he was fully conscious and even the alcohol had disappeared, he felt weird. especially because this wasn't the first time, but not in a bad way at all, just in a way that was unfamiliar but still good. The silence is comfortable until Felix's eyes meet Hyunjin's face who seems focused on dressing him, upon the vision, the words from earlier creep into his mind, Hyunjin's whisper feels like it's a broken record that keeps repeating itself and he tries his best to fight the churning of his stomach
Gulping, he tries to say the name in his mind at first, 'Hyunjin' tries to grasp how it would feel to speak it out loud before he licks his lips, and a disparate thought crosses his mind instead of saying the latter's name aloud. His eyes remain cemented on Hyunjin's face who is now dragging the blankets to pull them over the smaller, all this time that has passed Hyunjin hasn't once looked at Felix and the blue-haired doesn't seem bothered by it.
"Lee Felix"
Suddenly, the deep and raspy voice reverberates in the quiet room and Hyunjin pauses his act, the blanket remaining in the air from where he is holding it as he turns to look at the freckled. His expressions are unreadable and Felix finds him to be a foreign man than the one he had previously bedded or engaged with, he feels confused but doesn't show it as he waits for Hyunjin to say something "My name" he elucidates though there is no need to. Their lock of eyes doesn't bring much explanation and Hyunjin ends it rather abruptly
"Okay"
Is all the man says as he gets off the bed, puts on his shoes and he lets his eyes fall on Felix one last time, catching him already looking at him but he doesn't say anything, and neither does Hyunjin, their eyes don't speak either, and Hyunjin turns around, doesn't keep his eyes on the latter any longer as he gallantly makes his way out of the room, leaving Felix behind on the bed who would've had a thousand thoughts ring in his mind had sleep not taken him almost immediately.
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The next evening, when Felix was back at his place and getting ready to waste away another day in grief, he found himself thinking about the man, his name, and his attitude change. In the morning, he hadn't had much time to think about anything as he was too busy getting back home, showering, getting some more sleep, and eating. But now that the sun had dipped below the horizon and he was left to think about himself, he couldn't help but zone away from the show that was playing on the television and think about Hyunjin instead
in the thoughts of the man and their encounters, a flashback took over his mind, prior to them ending up in that room, Felix and Hyunjin shared a conversation that made him all the more interested in the man. It wasn't long or anything significant but Felix still found himself recalling it as if it mattered.
"God seems to suffice" Hyunjin's words come out in a lilt of superiority and Felix smiles instantly at his statement, finding it hard to keep a poker face. He knew exactly what Hyunjin was talking about, the man was referring to how Felix had been screaming 'God' that night they'd been intimate since he didn't know how else to let out his pleased noises. "You're too conceited" A sip was taken from his wine glass before he attached the cigarette to his lips again, in response, Hyunjin only grinned wickedly making his stomach flutter again
"Would you care for a drink?" Felix raises a brow and Hyunjin licks his lips, eyes falling to Felix's mouth before he nods, yet before he can word out his order to the bartender, Felix does. "A Cristal brute rosé for the gentleman, please" Felix turns to the man, sliding his card over the glassy table as he smiles politely before turning to Hyunjin who seems slightly vexed by his actions "I don't like people buying me things, pretty" He states as he stretches a hand and grabs the almost-finished cigarette from Felix's hand
the blue-haired allows it and watches Hyunjin inhale the smoke before he answers "Make an exception for me, Sir" The deep voice and sultry tone that whispers such sensual words freezes Hyunjin, the connection between their eyes only intensifies the heat at the moment. His jaw tightens and the look in his eyes is no longer a midnight shadow but complete darkness as he abruptly stands from the stool, breaking their eye contact and dragging the cigarette over the marble before he looks up at the bartender who is ready to slide their order to them
"Put this and his orders on my tab, Kim"
With the mumble of those words, Hyunjin turned to look at Felix who was slightly bemused by his acts "Care to join me upstairs, pretty?" Hyunjin places out a hand in front of Felix, gallant as everything about him is and the blue-haired can't help but break a smile as he chuckles softly and nods, placing his small hand in Hyunjin's larger one and getting off of the stool.
When the flashback ends, it leaves Felix blushing as he shakes his head and sighs deeply, chugging down the can of beer before his mind starts running a thousand thoughts per minute. In the rush of all of them, the most prominent one was why was this Hyunjin so enigmatically charming? curiosity did make him wonder who he was, and the sole reason he had asked for Hyunjin's name last night was that Seungmin's words came back to him in a whisper, and though he didn't care about his best friend's 'serial killer' talk, he was curious enough to ask who this handsome man was.
When his questions began to be too much for his poor mind, he pulled out his mobile and typed in the name he had been told last night without any pondering thought at all. This was an impulse move Felix was sure would not cause him any harm. He types in the name and anticipates the search results but when the loading bar ends, nothing comes up save for a member of LOONA, and a correction
'Did you mean Hyunjin from LOONA?'
Felix blew a raspberry, throwing his phone in his lap and groaning as he relaxed back on the couch, mindlessly gazing at the TV. He had expected at least a social account to pop up but nothing, not even a single mismatch as if somebody had specifically cleaned everything. Felix was growing irritated with this desire for a man he shouldn't even be thinking of. What was bizarre was, that the thought of his ex had barely crossed his mind whereas Hyunjin was already tainting the already stained glass of his mind's window.
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Darkness surrounds Hyunjin, shadows swallowing half of his face while a small light that comes outside of the vast window clashes with the mirror, reflecting upon half of his face and lightening his gloomy expression. Revealing the handsome sight that lay within the black of the room. It's a spacious, heavenly royal-looking room he's standing in, afront a mirror that had a golden intricate detailed frame, adding to the overall vibe of the room
Though it is dark, you can make out small details of the room, like the black curtains, the golden regal furniture, and how vast the place is. Hyunjin is quiet when he uncuffs his button-up shirt's sleeve but he's not alone, there's a man standing behind him, at a far distance, enough to give Hyunjin the space he would require. "Yang won't be there?" he asks In the quiet of the room, keeping his eyes downcast and continuing to move his fingers while his voice reverberates in the room
"Yes, sir" a smooth voice comes, sweet like honey, addictive like liquor. Hyunjin straightens his shoulders as he finishes unbuttoning his sleeves and moves to the next task "Is it his boy-toy again?" He sounds uninterested and so are his expressions "I suppose, he won't say it directly but he blushes each time I mention it" The man seems comfortable in contrast to the way Yang had been when he was around Hyunjin. The conversation dies out but seconds later, Hyunjin strikes it up again
"Minho, do me a favor and send an apology to Hirai's father, I am in no mood to attend"
Hyunjin was halfway done with his shirt when Minho cleared his throat and made him stop, halting his actions and turning to look at the man through the mirror. He knows his right hand well, and knows he does this when he wishes to say something to him but is searching for the correct words. He waits patiently but he knows the latter should be quick because he may seem patient right now, still, it won't be long before he loses his composure
"You ought to discuss the Japan contract with him, besides, you also have lunch with Miss Miyeon that evening and I've already told her and her father—" Minho didn't need to speak any further as Hyunjin sighed exasperatedly and swung off the shirt he has managed to unbutton from his masculine body "I'll attend Hirai's engagement" is all he says and Minho smiles lightly, knowing well his boss would rather drink acid then tolerate his Fiancee.
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days later
The engagement hall is a vision of beauty and luxury. As Felix steps inside, he's greeted by a breathtaking sight. The walls are adorned with floor-to-ceiling drapes in shimmering gold, casting a warm and inviting glow. Crystal chandeliers hang from the ceiling, twinkling like stars in the night sky
The tables are dressed in exquisite white linens, ornamented with delicate lace overlays. Each table is adorned with towering floral centerpieces, bursting with vibrant blooms in shades of blush pink and ivory. The air is filled with the sweet fragrance of roses and lilies, adding a touch of romance to the atmosphere.
The chairs are draped in luxurious satin covers, tied with elegant bows. Alongside each chair, were personalized place cards, meticulously crafted with delicate calligraphy. The dance floor is a gleaming expanse of polished marble, reflecting the soft glow of the surrounding lights
The altar, where the couple will exchange their vows, is adorned with a stunning backdrop of cascading white and gold roses and twinkling fairy lights. In the middle are written both the soon-to-be-brides' names in gold calligraphy. Every detail in this engagement hall has been carefully curated to create something entirely beautiful.
Despite the fancy surroundings and unknown faces, Felix doesn't feel nervous. Even though there is loud chatter around him, music is also drowning out some of the voices and clatters of utensils, even then he doesn't feel discomfort, what he does feel however is a deep longing for his ex-lover whom he is sure he'd see here and there, just because he hadn't run into him for the past hour doesn't mean he won't at all
All this time he's been telling himself he's ready for it but now that more guests fill the engagement hall, he's not so sure anymore. His eyes look around, searching for the face he's so familiar with, the face that his heart is wretched for but instead, the face he does see leaves him shocked as if he hadn't seen a human but an apparition. Amidst the crowd of people, his eyes that were searching for Chan accidentally spot someone else who hadn't seen him at all, his mouth nearly falls apart and before he can even register the circumstances, the man turns to look at him
Their eyes meet and surprise will come later, before it comes something strange—something fiery.