Hwang Hyunjin⁸ - Hyunlix

Felix had already forgiven him once. He had done so when he found him kissing that second-rate actor who was only looking for scandal. Hyunjin swore it didn't mean anything, that he was just drunk, that he was thinking about him all the time. And Felix, weak, believed him.

But the second time… it was worse. This time, with someone from their families' closest circle. Hyunjin didn't even apologize: he just looked at him, took his face in his hands, and told him it was his fault for walking away.

And yet, there was Felix. On that almost empty Seoul street, his heart at war and his throat tight, wondering if it hurt more to stay… or to leave.

--- Current Time ---

Hyunjin, approaching through the shadows, with slow steps and eyes fixed on him.

"Are you going to keep avoiding me... or are you going to let me hold you like you need me to?"

His voice was soft, almost a whisper that drifted through the damp air. The street was empty, only a single streetlight flickering behind him. Hyunjin leaned closer, dangerously close, as if the guilt didn't touch him. As if he still knew Felix couldn't say no to him.

(You are Felix).