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- Hyunjin -
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He dreams of winter. Not the coldness of the snow or the biting wind. He dreams of warm evenings covered in fluffy blankets. Of lazy mornings tip toeing barefoot into the kitchen to get something warm to drink. He dreams of snuggling down on the sofa wrapped around a lithe, warm body with the snow falling outside. He dreams of Felix. Of his smile all bright and beautiful. The way his eyes crinkle at the corners and how soft his touch is.
The dreams linger as he wakes. The warmth remains as though he lives in it now. He never wants to leave. Never wants to lose this feeling. So he holds it tighter. Snuggles closer to the source of it. He’s holding on to Felix. Hyunjin doesn’t need to open his eyes to know. Felix is under his fingertips and in his nose and he lets himself be. Just be in this moment.
Felix shifts then and Hyunjin moves, thinking he must have woken up. He longs to see that smile. The joy that lights up his eyes. If he lets himself he might start doubting that would be what he’d see. Perhaps there wouldn’t be joy but hesitation or even regret. But Hyunjin doesn’t let his mind go there yet. Not yet.
He pulls back, looking up and expecting to meet Felix’s drowsy gaze. But he finds his eyes closed, his breathing still calm and even. He’s still asleep. Hyunjin had been wrapped around him the way Felix had been around him last night. He doesn’t remember doing it like Felix had shifted away in his sleep but Hyunjin had followed.
He rises a little now, on his elbow so that he can see the beautiful boy in the bed next to him. It’s rare that Hyunjin gets to watch him like this. Undisturbed. His eyes map out the freckles across Felix’s nose and cheeks. He smiles at the way they go all the way up to the hairline at his temples. He is trying his best to memorise them all so that he can paint them later when Felix scrunches his nose as he sleeps. The smile spreads wider on Hyunjin’s lips. That might be the cutest thing he’s ever seen. Before he knows it he has reached out his hand.
His fingertips brush across the bridge of Felix’s nose and skate across the curve of his cheek. There’s a faint morning light coming in from the window, it catches on the dust motes in the air, and for a moment Hyunjin is sure everything around Felix sparkles. Just like he does.
Hyunjin’s heart feels like it grows inside his chest then. Like it needs to, just to contain this feeling. This soft and beautiful thing. He knows it’s love. Has known it for quite a while. He loves Felix. Loves him deep down in his bones and all the way out in his fingertips. Sounds silly when he thinks it but that’s how it feels. Like it’s infused to every inch of him and when he looks at Felix he can feel it. Physically. He feels how his skin tingles, yearning to touch and be touched. How his chest feels warm, like it’s all bundled up in one of those heat blankets Seungmin got Jisung for Christmas one year. It is the most wonderful feeling he knows and for this moment he let’s himself feel all of it. All the admiration he has, the affection, attraction, and protectiveness too. The last one is always the one that wins out.
Except for last night. When Felix was a little softer around the edges. Like the night had blurred the lines. When his voice was somehow deeper than usual and his hair was tussled by sleep. Attraction won then. Felix could have asked him anything and Hyunjin wouldn’t have denied him. He knows it would be the same if he opened his eyes right now too. Those heart shaped lips could spread in a smile and he could look at Hyunjin like only he does and Hyunjin would give him the moon and all the stars. He’d give him his heart wrapped up in brown paper and tied with a pretty red string. He’d give him everything he is.
He knows it’s a perilous thing. Loving like he does. And soon his protectiveness will win out but for now he let’s himself bask in the feeling of Felix’s skin beneath his fingertips. How soft his breath feels as it touches his hand. Hyunjin brushes a strand of hair from Felix’s temple and curves it gently behind his ear and he lets himself just love. Just that.
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