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A soft little hand, calloused and raw from rubbing against their worn practice floors, touches the back of his neck. Hyunjin shudders, turns towards the little light of a man and hugs him, wetting the already sweaty jacket with his own tears. Felix shushes him and wraps his arms around his head, holding him just like his mother would when he was little and too clumsy for his own good, knees forever scrapped up. “I’m so stupid, Lix. I’m so, so stupid.”
There’s a sigh, and then Felix pushes Hyunjin’s head away from his chest, holding his plump cheeks in a tight grip. Felix watches him for a few seconds, wiping his cheeks dry, and then blurts out. “You’re not. Chan’s just a cunt.”
// Hyunjin's question of the day: What does one do with a very sudden and potent crush on their own band member?