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A few months have passed and a couple of things have changed. Most of my friends have officially graduated high school and are ready to move to their college dorms in less than a week. We all made the most out of the time we had left together, which is why saying goodbye is going to be so much harder.
"I cannot tell you how glad I am that we don't have to suffer like this." Felix and I both sat on my bed eating sushi as we listened to Wooyoung crying again in the other room because San was leaving soon.
"Technically, we do because of my brother."
"You know what I mean."
Felix and I haven't had a dull moment since we got back together and I mean that in the best way possible. Every time I see him, I'm reminded of how much I love him. I make sure to tell him that every day too.
"Stay local for my sake."
"I go where Wooyoung goes." I shrugged.
"Which will be where San goes."
"Is an hour drive that bad? Like, am I missing something?" I laughed, thinking Wooyoung was being just a bit dramatic, but what would I know? My little blonde-haired boyfriend is here to stay.
"If I could pick an hour drive over three, I would." It'll be easier for San and Wooyoung to see each other, but that's not the case for Minho.
When he finally told Jisung the news, he took it well. A better way of putting it is he took it the way you'd expect from him. Anger, then tears, and then support. If they want their relationship to work, it's up to Jisung at the end of the day.
My door busted open, causing Kkami to bark at an obnoxious rate.
"I wanna die." Wooyoung dramatically whined and wiggled his body in between me and Felix.
"He'll be back in December." I patted his arm. In return, he stole a piece of sushi from me and ate it whole.
"I didn't prepare for this!" Wooyoung stressed. "I never had fantasies of him leaving me to go to college, that's traumatizing."
"Traumatizing." I scoffed. He pointed at my sushi and then at his mouth. "Open up." I sighed.
"Ahh." I aggressively shoved it in his mouth, almost making him choke.
"Why aren't you with him now?"
"Because he and Yeosang have been moving all their stuff in early. Like god damn, could you really not wait?" He scoffed. "Hey, guys?" He laid his head on my lap and rested his legs on Felix's. "I hope you know I'm going to be bothering you every day now."
"Jisung is suffering too," Felix said with his mouth full. "So is Yeonjun."
"And Mingi."
Wooyoung's head popped up with an idea. I'm sure it would be to gather up the heartbreak club.
"I'll be back later." He sang and left the room.
I took Felix's trash after he ate and threw it in my garbage can by my rebuilt art station. Along with my permanent residence came a few changes. All of Jimin's belongings were still in this room so I never once asked to move things around. But Mom and Wooyoung were the ones who suggested that they pack it away and make room for my things. All of us took part in painting the walls a light shade of gray and hung some of my artwork up, as well as frames with pictures of friends and family. Kkami has his own designated little corner in the room too.
Once I sat back on the bed, Felix slithered his hand up my shirt and pushed my back towards him. Whenever Felix makes any type of sudden move, I know what he's asking for.
"Yeah?" I said softly, already pressing kisses into his neck. He nodded, lacing his fingers through my long blonde hair. "Did you already stretch yourself out?" He nodded again. It became a habit for Felix due to insecurities, but I always encouraged him to do what made him comfortable. "Good boy," I whispered, lowering him down on the bed. We both stripped ourselves of our clothes, wanting to feel every inch of skin. His was soft and addicting to touch. Our lips collided and moved in sync, desperate to feel more. "On your knees and turn around." He did as I said only for me to push half his body down. He naturally arched his back, making me harder at the sight. Just to be safe, I inserted two fingers inside him and pumped slowly. He always did a good job.
"Baby, please fuck me already." He begged.
I obliged by removing my fingers and replacing them with my throbbing cock. I gripped onto his hips and pushed deeper inside him as short gasps left us both. The tight sensation was almost too much to bear.
"You feel so good." My breathing was unsteady with every hard thrust. I could see his eyes squeezing shut from the overwhelming feeling as he gripped hard onto the bedsheets. He cried out in ecstasy once I quickened the pace. "Not too loud, baby boy."
"But it feels so good." He whimpered, opening his eyes to reveal tears threatening to spill from the aching pleasure. That look alone made me feel like I was on the verge of cumming. My thrusts became harder but sloppy as I dug my fingers deeper into his hips. "I'm gonna cum." He cried as his body trembled beneath me.
"Cum for me, baby." I groaned, feeling the warmth rise in my stomach. I squeezed my eyes shut and bit my lip, trying my best to fight the urge.
Felix left a string of moans and curses as he orgasmed, trying his best to catch his breath. I couldn't hold it in anymore so I pulled out quickly and came on his back. I collapsed beside him, completely drenched in sweat.
"Um, a little help?" He laughed as he had cum in his hands as well as on his back. He tried not to make a mess so he figured finishing in the palm of his hand would be better than the bed.
"Sorry, angel." I smiled and reached for a bunch of tissues to clean his back and scoop up what was in his hand.
I always loved seeing the lazy, tired smile plastered across his face afterward - it always felt rewarding.
"Jinnie?" His cheek was smushed by the pillow, making him look ten times more adorable than he already was.
"Yes, beautiful?" I pulled him close to me, still undressed and entangled in each other's arms. He didn't say a word, just nuzzled his head into my chest and kissed it lightly.
"Can you get me a tissue?" He asked sweetly after giving me a small kiss. I reached over to grab him one and the first thing he did was rapidly dab my face. "Your lips are salty."
I started to laugh at his desire to clean my face. It won't matter if we have the ceiling fan on and all our clothes off - that hypohidrosis is here to stay.
I started to pepper his face with kisses as he whined. "What about now?"
"Would you just let me finish?" He playfully shoved my face back so he could have a better distance to continue drying me off. "So clingy these days, it's unbelievable." He teased.
I gasped dramatically. "Clingy? Me? That doesn't even make sense."
"Oh, yeah sure." He smiled. "I haven't been home in two days because you don't let me leave."
"I don't think there's anything wrong with preparing for the future." I lied on my back and smiled at the ceiling.
"What's that supposed to mean?" He crawled on top of me, resting his legs on both sides of my hips.
"When we get a place of our own one day." I sounded nonchalant about it, but I knew he'd be overjoyed by my fantasies.
"Oh, yeah?" He smiled. "You wanna live together one day?" I nodded, looking at him with hopeful eyes. "You don't think you'll get sick of me?" He leaned down and kissed my nose, making my cheeks turn red.
"I could never get sick of you, I love you too much."
Even as young as we are, I've thought about it many times. This very well could be a high school relationship to him that he'll look back on and be very fond of, who knows? But to me, I wouldn't want to be with anyone else. I knew from the moment I saw him. I felt wrong for falling so quickly, I didn't think it was natural. But I realized it was because I found the person I'm meant to be with forever. The person I'm supposed to love, protect, and take care of for the rest of my life.
It's Felix.
It always has been and it always will be.