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asterifish · 2 months ago

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Can I request a Seonghwa x male reader heavy angst

reader and Seonghwa used to date because he and Seonghwa are in the same dance group, Seonghwa then became a trainee which made reader pissed off because he is leaving them. Seonghwa and reader had a fight, then asked if it was really worth it becoming an idol if it meant Seonghwa would leave him. Seonghwa got quiet but before he could reply reader is gone, Seonghwa waited for reader even when he had to go to Seoul, all of his family said their goodbyes and his dance group except for reader.

on 2018 after debut Seonghwa visited jinju again for his family, before asking about reader, his mom then replied that reader and his family moved to another country a year before.

Fast forward to present, Seonghwa meets reader again who is now an actor and a solo idol who became successful and debuted on 2022, Seonghwa saw him during an award show, the same date they broke up, and during backstage seonghwa wants to talk to reader who only ignored him as if he was a stranger. Seonghwa then cried to himself before a certain member comforts him, Seonghwa still loves reader.

And the plot twist to it? Reader got into a car accident during his time in another country, loosing his memories but still wanted to become an idol.

( reader is a month older than Seonghwa, it's not important but I just wanted to tell you whdhehehehe )

~🎀

I've loved you all this time...

Author note: HEYYY!!!! Sorry it took me so long to get to this, I wanted it to be perfect and I had to completely rewrite it🙏

(It was an actual debate between (Still here and ODAAT for this fic😭)

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Genre: 🫂

Type: One-Shot (words: )

Extra Notes: reminder that ⭐ stands for M/n, and happy reading!! Please feel free to send an ask and lmk if you like this!!

Story under the cut!!

Jinju — 2015

The studio smelled of worn-out sneakers and old wooden floors. Seonghwa could hear his own heartbeat thudding in his chest, faster than the muffled beat of the speakers in the corner. His arms crossed tightly as ⭐ stood in front of him, eyes wide, lips parted, struggling for words.

“You’re leaving,” ⭐ spat, his voice sharper than he meant. “You’re leaving *us*. You’re leaving *me*.”

“It’s not like that—”

“Then what is it, Hwa?” ⭐ blinked fast, but the tears burned anyway. ��You said we’d make it together. Same stage, same dream—”

“This *is* the dream,” Seonghwa whispered, his fingers curling into fists at his sides. His trainee contract sat in his backpack by the door. “It’s… a step closer.”

“And a step further from me,” ⭐ shot back, his voice cracking. “Is it really worth it? Becoming an idol, if it means you’ll leave me behind?”

Seonghwa opened his mouth, but no sound came. His throat bobbed, jaw tense, but the words refused to fall. And before he could figure them out—

⭐ was gone.

⭐ didn’t show up at the dance group’s farewell. Seonghwa’s family hugged him tightly, wished him luck, but ⭐’s absence screamed louder than anything else.

Seonghwa waited.

For days.

For weeks.

But ⭐ never came.

And then… ⭐ disappeared entirely.

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Jinju — 2018

The first thing Seonghwa did after his debut was come home. His heart felt heavy walking the old streets, now foreign under city lights. His family was waiting, warm and proud. But ⭐—

⭐ wasn’t there.

“Where’s… him?” Seonghwa finally asked his mother, hesitant, as if saying ⭐’s name would shatter him.

She hesitated too. Then sighed.

“They moved away last year,” she said quietly. “Another country. It was sudden.”

His chest tightened.

“Another… country?” His voice cracked on the last word.

She only nodded, sorrowful eyes meeting his.

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Seoul — 2022

Fate has a cruel sense of humor. The award show glittered, crowded with idols, actors, cameras flashing nonstop. Seonghwa stood frozen backstage, heart clawing at his ribs.

Because there ⭐ was.

Standing under the spotlight. Same sharp jawline, same fire in his eyes—older, polished, successful. A solo idol. An actor. A star.

His heart screamed ⭐’s name.

The same date ⭐ left him. The anniversary of heartbreak carved into his memory.

He tried to approach after ⭐’s speech, weaving through the crowd. His fingers trembled as he reached out, breath caught—

“Hey,” he whispered, voice cracking, “It’s… it’s me.”

⭐ looked at him. Blank. Cold. As if Seonghwa were nothing more than another stranger in the sea of fans.

“I’m sorry, I—” ⭐ tilted his head politely. “Do I… know you?”

The floor collapsed beneath him. His world tilted.

⭐ walked away.

Seonghwa’s vision blurred as the realization sank like ice into his veins. ⭐ didn’t remember. He *couldn’t*.

Behind him, Wooyoung’s hand landed on his shoulder, grounding him as his knees buckled.

“You okay, hyung?”

Seonghwa shook his head, biting back tears. His voice came out barely a whisper.

“I still love him.”

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Later That Night

He scrolled through endless articles. ⭐’s face plastered everywhere—award-winning actor, chart-topping idol. ⭐’s name lighting up every headline. And buried in the older interviews…

The accident.

⭐ had lost his memories.

He still chased the dream.

But forgot the boy he promised to never leave.

Seonghwa closed his eyes, fists trembling.

“I’ve loved you all this time,” he whispered to the empty hotel room.

And maybe… maybe one day, ⭐ would remember loving him too.

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asterifish · 2 months ago

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Are you really??

Synopsis: He was a light in the dark. He led the way for others. He was the greatest thing that ever happened to them.

Type: One-shot (maybe series!!)

Genre(s): 🍂,🫂 (see pinned post for key)

Extra Notes: Heyy!! SO! i might make this a series because I'm really proud of how this came out, but ket me know if I should!! extra long to apologize for not posting for like a billion years 💔

also hey!! I know this isnt my usual stuff but its been rotting here and I gave a chan x male reader one thatll blow your absolute COCK off

Story under the cut!!

Lee Felix was a new student at Hanyang University, but everyone knew who he was.

Some people hated him, some loved him. He was pretty well known as “The guy that hugged Changbin”.

On the first day of school for him, two months after school started, he had been looking for his classes when he walked in on a fight. There were some students ganging up on a Freshman, and there was one leaning against the wall, smoking. He was noticed almost immediately by the boy leaning on the wall, and he came over, grabbing Felix’s collar.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing here?” He looked pissed, and blew smoke in Felix’s face. Coughing, Felix backed up a bit.

“I’m sorry, I was just looking for my class, and I heard voices.” Felix bowed slightly to the older male and looked at him. He looked like he worked out a lot. He has dark brown eyes, and straight hair. The name tag on his uniform read “Changbin Seo.”

Felix looked back up at Changbin’s face and smiled.

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Changbin.

What the hell?

My intentions were to scare the boy away, but he’s smiling at me? He seemed unaffected by the smoke that I’d blown into his face too.

“Who the hell are you?” I asked, letting go of his shirt collar. I watched as he fixed it, and then looked up at me with another smile.

“Felix! Lee Felix!” he smiled. I sighed and then motioned to my friends that I was leaving. They didn't seem to care, and pushed one of the freshman into a wall.

Dragging Felix out of the bathroom, I led us to the library. “Excuse me, where are you taking me?” he asked.

I put my hand over his mouth and pushed him into one of the study rooms. “Just somewhere quiet. Nobody will bother us here.” I responded, and pulled out another cigarette.

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Of course nobody would bother them, but they were being watched by everyone in the library. Some students even recorded it.

Felix watched as Changbin pulled out another cigarette and lit it. Walking over, he took the cigarette out of Changbin’s mouth and put it out. “Please don’t do that, that’s bad for you.” he frowned. Changbin sighed and clicked his tongue.

“Whatever. Let me see your schedule.” the older sighed, holding out his hand. Felix looked at the olders hand for a second, and then handed over his schedule. Looking over the schedule, Changbin found out that they had no classes together except for History. When Changbin told Felix that, he got really happy and hugged the older.

And that was how Felix’s school life started.

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“Wake up. You’re going to be late, you brat.” A voice made Felix stir awake, and he looked up at his mother.

“Good morning mum!” Felix’s smile faltered as his mother pushed him out of bed, but he went to get ready. After a few minutes, he headed down to the kitchen, nudging his sister as he sat down.

After eating, he grabbed his backpack and headed out the door, waving to his mother before running off to school.

“Hey Felix!” A voice called, making Felix turn.

“Morning Chan!” He called back, heading over to the older. Chan was one of the many friends he’d managed to make on his first day. "Did you sleep well last night?" Felix asked, smiling at Chan.

"Yep! Did you?" Chan smiled back and wrapped his arm around Felix. The younger nodded and they headed into the building.

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Chan.

When I’d first met Felix, I thought he was going to be nice, and then really mean afterwards.. as most people are. After hanging out with him for a bit, I found out that he was a total sweetheart. I had introduced him to my friends at lunch, and they all agreed that he was really sweet. He cared for everyone before himself, and he was always available to help people.

As I walked him to class, I watched as people came up and asked for hugs, or help with things. He just smiled and helped them, or gave them hugs.

“YOu’re really sweet, Felix.” I nudged him and he blushed.

“I just want to help people!” He responded, and then pulled me into class.

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After class, Felix was heading to the balcony when he got pulled into the Library. Turning, he came face to face with Changbin. He looked angry, so Felix frowned.

“What’s wrong?” Felix asked, pulling the older into a hug.

Sighing, the older hugged him back before responding, “I’ve.. seen you around school but you never say hi to me.”

His response took Felix by surprise and he looked up at Changbin. “Really? Oh my gosh I’m so sorry.”

Changbin gave Felix a small smile and hugged him tighter.. “It’s okay. Can we stay like this for a bit?”

Felix nodded and leaned into the other's chest, sighing.

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Changbin.

I had been planning to drag Felix somewhere for some time now, but after his first day, I hadn’t gotten the chance. He’d been hanging out with some Australian and his friends. I think Chan was his name.

But now he’s in my arms, hugging me. Something about him made me want to change for him. Keep him to myself. If only…

“Hey Bin?” A voice cut through my thoughts and I looked down. Felix was looking up at me with a worried expression. I realised that he’d called me a nickname, which made me smile slightly.

“Yeah?”

“How come people avoid you?” he asked, and I frowned.

“What do you mean, Lix?”

A slight blush formed on his face as he continued, “When I was trying to find you the day after we first met, they looked away from me as if they were scared.”

I sighed and patted his head. “Before I met you, my friends and I would bully people. But I cut them off. I didn’t want to scare you away.”

Thinking, I continued. “I also wanted to apologise to you. I didn’t really make a great first impression and I’m sorry.”

Felix smiled and squeezed me lightly. “It’s okay! I’d completely forgotten about it!”

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Hearing those words made Changbin relieved. He had felt so bad about it that he couldn’t sleep that night. He had been thinking about different ways to apologise to the younger.

The entirety of the next day, Changbin had been looking for Felix so he could apologise. Every time he saw the younger, he was with his friends so he never got to pull him aside and apologise.

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Felix.

When I first got pulled into the Library, I thought someone was going to hurt me. But when I turned and saw Changbin, I got this warm feeling. He looked angry so I pulled him into a hug and asked what was wrong. We talked for a bit, and then just stood there in the corner of the library, hugging each other. The feeling was nice, and I didn’t want to let go.

After a few minutes I looked up at him.

“Binnie?” I asked, trying to get his attention. He seemed zoned out, so I lightly squeezed him.

“Bin?” I asked again, getting his attention this time.

The nickname seemed to take him by surprise, but he smiled. Looking down at me, he squeezed me lightly.

“Yeah?”

“How come people avoid you?” I asked, and he frowned.

“What do you mean, Lix?” he responded.

Blushing at the nickname, I continued, “When I was trying to find you the day after we first met, they looked away from me as if they were scared.”

Changbin sighed and patted my head. “Before I met you, my friends and I would bully people. But I cut them off. I didn’t want to scare you away.” He thought for a bit and then continued, “I also wanted to apologise to you. I didn’t really make a great first impression and I’m sorry.”

I smiled, my heartbeat speeding up a bit. “That's okay! I’d completely forgotten about it.” He nodded and we stood there silent. He seemed to go back into his thoughts, so I rested my head onto his chest and closed my eyes.

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Changbin.

Feeling Felix lay his head on my chest, I looked down as he closed his eyes.

“Is this comfortable for you?” I asked softly.

Without opening his eyes, he nodded and sighed.

Cute. I hope I’m the only one that gets to see this side of him. I felt the need to keep him to myself, but I knew that others really liked him and he helped people out a lot.

“Hey, Felix I…” I started to say something, but I was cut off by Chan barging into the Library upon seeing Felix.

“Felix! There you are! Hyunjin’s looking for you!” He said, and pulled Felix out of my arms. Before he did, Felix slipped something into my pocket. Giving me an apologetic look, he let himself be dragged by Chan to wherever their friend was. Looking at the paper in my hand, I realised that he’d given me his phone number.

I sighed and then headed out of the library. I’ll skip today. As I was heading to the front of the school, I noticed Felix waiting near the doors.

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“Hey Binnie! Are you leaving?” Felix smiled and walked over to the older. Changbin nodded.

“I am. How come you’re here?” he asked, wrapping his arm around the younger.

“I got called home by my mother.” Felix smiled.

Seeming interested, Changbin nodded. “Let me walk you home.” He said. The two walked out of the building, heading towards Felix’s house.

“How come you need to go home early?” Changbin asked. Felix sighed and then pulled out his phone. Going to the texts between him and his mother, he showed Changbin.

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Changbin.

When Felix showed me the texts, I felt like the world stopped. His mother had texted him, basically a threat, and sent an image of a knife in her hand.

“Is this.. Does this happen a lot?” I asked, not wanting to hear the answer. Felix nodded, putting his phone away.

“It’s okay! She usually sends empty threats to get me home faster!” Felix smiled and grabbed my arm, leading me to the steps of the house.

‘Is his mother going to like me being here?’ I wondered. What if she tries to hurt him though.. I’d better stay just in case. But if sh…

“What are you waiting for Binnie?” Felix’s voice cut off my thoughts once more, and I stepped into the house. As soon as I did, his mom walked up to us, a knife in her hand.

Pulling Felix behind me, I frowned. “Is there a reason you have a knife in your hand?”

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Upon hearing the door open, Felix’s mother ran out of the kitchen, the knife still in her hand. She was met by her son and Changbin. To her, Changbin was a stranger, so she stopped.

Changbin pulled Felix behind him and then asked her what she was doing with that knife.

“What the hell are you doing with my son?” She spat. Gripping the knife, she inched closer. Changbin sighed and then walked towards her. Taking the knife out of her hand, he placed it on the table next to him.

“Don’t point that knife at me.” He shook his head and bowed. “I’m Changbin, a friend Of Felix’s.”

The woman snorted. “You’re friends with my son? Are you sure?” Changbin simply nodded and then stepped back so he was standing next to Felix.

“Are you okay?” He whispered.

Felix nodded and took Changbins hand, leading him to his room. Shutting the door behind him, Felix sighed loudly and flopped on the bed.

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Changbin.

Looking around Felix’s room, I noticed a lot of artwork on the walls, and on a desk near the window. “Your room is really cool, Lix!” I said, and then looked down at him. He was flopped on the bed, his backpack still on. When he didn’t respond, I carefully peeked at his face.

Oh. He’s asleep.

Slipping off his backpack, I got a blanket and put it over him. As I was leaving, he grabbed my hand, mumbling that I should stay. I couldn’t help but smile. He was kind of cute when he was sleepy. Lying down next to him after putting my backpack down, I pulled him close to me.

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Changbin. (An hour and a half later)

“What the hell is going on here?” A loud voice cut through the silence, and I opened my eyes. A man I didn’t recognise was standing above me, and I sat up. Felix grunted and clung to my arm before opening his eyes. I looked over at him with a smile.

“Did you sleep well?” I asked, ignoring the man next to the bed.

Felix nodded and smiled back at me. I patted his head and then turned back to the man, who looked furious.

“Excuse me? I’m asking you a damn question!” The man said, sounding more and more annoyed. I stood up and looked at him, “Sorry, what was the question?” I asked. Felix got up off the bed and stood behind me.

“He’s my father.” He whispered to me.

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When Felix told Changbin that the man was his father, he sighed. For some reason, he just couldn’t believe that this man standing in front of him was Felix’s father. But he just went along with it.

“I’m sorry sir. I didn’t mean to intrude on anything.” he started, earning him a slap across the face.

“Binnie! Father, why did you do that?”

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Felix.

Shuffling out of bed and standing next to Binnie, I clung to him. My father was a pretty… violent man, and I wanted to warn Binnie, but before I could, I watched as my father slapped Binnie across the face.

“Binnie! Father, why did you do that?” I gasped in shock and held Binnie’s face, making sure he was okay.

“I don’t like seeing you that close to people I don’t know. Come here and get that brat out of my house!!” Father yelled. I shook my head and kept Binnie close to me. His arms were wrapped around me, still protecting me from my father even though he got hit.

I could tell that it hurt from the way Binnie had winced when I grabbed his face to check if he was okay. “Binnie… are you sure you’re okay?” I whispered, looking up at him. He nodded with a smile and then stepped closer to my father.

“What do you mean by that? Of course you don’t know me” he said, sounding annoyed. “Are you trying to say that Lix can’t have friends unless it's someone he meets through you?”

I grabbed Binnie's arm and tried to pull him closer to me in case my father did something again, but he wouldn’t budge.

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Changbin.

It came to me as Lix was trying to pull me away that his father was an absolute asshole. He really thought that Lix couldn’t have friends unless they were through his connections. He really didn’t care about his own son, which drove me crazy.

“Binnie…? It’s okay! I have you and my other friends! Let’s just go.” Lix pleaded, tugging on my arm. I turned to look at him, and he was looking up at me with pleading eyes.

“Oh, alright. It’s not my problem.” I shrugged, and then grabbed my backpack. I waited for Lix to grab his, and then we made our way downstairs. Once we were outside, he took my hand.

“I’m sorry about him, Binnie. He’s always difficult when he gets home from work.”

Taking a really long look at the youngers face, I noticed that he looked exhausted. Beyond exhausted, he looked practically dead. When he wasn’t smiling, Lix looked like a zombie. I was so furious with his family, I felt myself getting dizzy.

“Bin? Are you okay? I’m sorry you had to meet my family like that….” Lix’s voice cut me out of my thoughts once more and I smiled. Patting his head, I took his hand and led him towards my house.

“It’s okay Lix, I know you can’t control what your family says and does.” I tried to put a smile on my face, but I knew he could tell I wasn’t happy with the situation.

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Felix.

As I tried to comfort Binnie about the situation, I could tell he wasn’t happy. He tried to put on a smile, but I could tell he was really angry. Grabbing his arm, I pulled him into a hug. “I’m really sorry…. Let’s just forget about this, okay? I don’t want you to be affected….” I found myself starting to cry as I hugged Binnie, and I smiffled quietly.

I hadn’t known that my father was going to be home, or that my mother was serious about her text. I’d let Binnie see a side I didn’t want anyone to see, and I was scared that he wouldn’t want to be my friend anymore.

After a few seconds of standing there on the sidewalk thinking to myself, I felt Changbin pat my head.

“Don’t worry, Lixie. If you want you can live with me until we find you a more stable place to stay!” he smiled, and I almost melted.

I’m really grateful that I met him.

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asterifish · 2 months ago

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My shy baby

Synopsis: Felix may seem like an extrovert, but in reality he's the shyest boy ever. At an event where Felix knows nobody, he sits in the corner, smiling and waving at those who greet him. He knows this will be a bad look on JYPE, but can't help it. Thats until he meets m/n.

Genre(s): 🍂

Type: One-shot

Extra Notes: reminder that 🪐 stands for m/n, and happy reading!!! Thank you guys sm for all the support I've received recently :) it's been hard for me to start writing again, and your support is keeping me going🫶

The fics that im posting now can hopefully make up for the time I've been gone🙏

Fic below the cut!!

Felix tugged his sleeves over his hands as he sat alone at the edge of the venue. The soft hum of conversation filled the room, but none of it involved him. Everyone seemed to know someone... except him.

He offered polite nods and shy waves whenever someone glanced his way. His eyes were wide and warm, smile gentle but unsure. 'JYPE and STAYs are watching', he reminded himself. '..I should be networking, mingling. Doing something.'

But he couldn’t move. Not yet.

He tucked a strand of hair behind his ear and tried to focus on breathing. In, out. He could do that much.

And then..

"Hey! Mind if I sit here?"

Felix blinked and looked up. Standing in front of him was someone unfamiliar, but their smile was easy and kind. No camera. No forced expression. Just… genuine.

"Uh.. yeah! I mean- no, I don’t mind, sit!" Felix stammered, mentally cringing.

The male laughed softly and took the seat next to him. “i hope you dont mind me coming over.. you looked like you needed rescuing.”

Felix chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. “Was it that obvious..?”

“You were waving like a shy mascot,” 🪐 teased gently. “Cute, though.”

Felix’s face flushed. “I just… don’t really know anyone here.”

“Well,” 🪐 smiled, leaning a little closer, “now you know me!!”

Felix smiled. This time, it wasn’t the forced smile for fans or staff. It was soft, real, and just a little bit shy.

“…Thanks. I’m Felix.”

“I know,” 🪐 grinned. “I’m Jeong 🪐.. and for the record? I think you’re doing just fine Lixie”

. . .

Felix wasn’t used to quiet feeling this… safe.

Usually, it wrapped around him like a spotlight, highlighting everything he wasn’t doing. Not speaking, not mingling, not being what others wanted him to be.

But now, sitting beside this stranger, 🪐 , the quiet felt softer. Like a shared secret.

He could feel the warmth of 🪐’s arm, close but not quite touching his. The boy wasn’t saying anything. Just letting the silence hang gently between them, like neither of them owed the room their energy.

"Why does this feel okay?" Felix wondered. "Why does it feel like he gets it?"

🪐 sat still, eyes scanning the room lazily, but he wasn’t really paying attention to anyone else. He could feel Felix’s presence like a quiet hum — not loud, not trying — just there.

There was something oddly magnetic about him. Not in the usual way idols shone. Felix didn’t sparkle with charm or command the room’s attention.

He glowed like a candle in the corner of a dark room. Soft. Unassuming. Easy to miss if you weren’t looking for warmth.

🪐 hadn’t planned to talk to anyone today. He didn’t usually like these kinds of events either. But when he’d spotted the blond boy tucked away near the wall, fingers twitching against the fabric of his sleeves, looking like he’d fold in on himself if anyone stared too long. He felt… drawn.

'He looked like someone I’d want to protect...'

Felix stole a glance. 🪐 wasn’t even looking at him — not trying to force anything, not making conversation just for the sake of it. He just… existed next to him, like that was enough. Like Felix was enough. And for the first time that night, Felix didn’t feel small.

He felt seen. Not the kind of seen that came with fans or cameras.. not the kind that came with expectations.

This was different. Gentle. Honest. Real. He let out a quiet breath he hadn’t realized he was holding.

"Maybe I don’t have to be loud to be worth noticing...?"

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Felix wasn’t sure how long they’d been sitting like that — not speaking, not needing to. The hum of conversation around them had blurred into white noise, softened by the warm buzz in his chest. Every now and then, he’d shift slightly, brushing shoulders with 🪐. Every time, 🪐 didn’t move away.

The venue was gilded in gold and shadow, bathed in the sleek kind of luxury that made people walk straighter, speak softer, hold their glasses with practiced elegance. The Louis Vuitton event was full of people who knew how to be seen.

And yet… here they were. Two boys tucked in the corner like a footnote in someone else's headline.

Felix felt the tension ease from his shoulders in slow, cautious degrees. His fingers, once twisted tight in his lap, were now loosely draped over his knee. He glanced down. 🪐’s shoes matched his own. They’d been styled differently, of course, but Felix smiled at the small detail. Something about it made the air feel less cold.

'We belong here,' he reminded himself. 'Or maybe... we’re making space for each other to belong.'

🪐 watched Felix from the corner of his eye. He noticed the way Felix’s posture had relaxed, just barely, and how his breathing had slowed. The shyness was still there, but it wasn’t trembling anymore. It was resting.

He didn’t need to say anything. Felix’s presence was speaking loud enough. There was something sacred about letting someone feel safe around you.

A soft chime rang out through the space; a quiet cue from the staff. Group photo sessions were starting. Ambassadors, models, influencers… all ushered into polished lines like museum pieces.

🪐 stood first, brushing imaginary lint from his sleeve. “Looks like they want us to play the part again..” he said with a small smile.

Felix gave a breathy laugh, standing too. He tugged gently at the hem of his blazer, smoothing it nervously.

The cameras were already clicking by the time they approached the backdrop; a glowing display, sleek and silver. Posing was second nature to Felix, but this time, his usual expressions faltered. Too bright? Too stiff?

Then he felt a hand brush lightly against his.

He looked to the side.

🪐 didn’t say anything, didn’t even look at him. But the corners of his mouth lifted, just slightly.

It grounded him.

So, when they posed together, Felix let the softness show. Not the polished smile. Not the fan service grin, just the smallest curve of his lips, like something quiet and new had bloomed just under his skin.

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The flashbulbs went off. They stepped aside.

And in the space between photographers calling names and staff giving instructions, Felix found 🪐’s eyes again. Nothing was said. But something had shifted.

And that was enough. he was enough.