Adult Content Warning
This work could have adult content. If you continue, you have agreed that you are willing to see such content.
-
Tags
Summary
“Was he pretty?” Felix asks, gaze set on Chan’s glassy eyes.
His father doesn’t give an answer, the only sound that finds its way to Felix’s ears is the sound of his own rapid pulse and a barely audible whimper.
“Fuck,” Felix curses. The sight of his father in this state drives him nearly insane. Chan’s unlike any of the older men Felix fucked. They were more than eager to pull him close and tug at his skimpy clothes, making lewd remarks. Chan’s not like that, not yet anyway. He sits there, eyes wide and almost puppy-like, hands balled up into fists so tight Felix can see the stretched skin go white.
“Prettier than me?”
Chan’s eyes flare wide and his mouth parts, revealing a thin string of spit connecting the inner part of lips. The answer comes in the form of Chan’s head moving side to side, dazed at the sight of his son sitting in front of him with his legs open.
“Tell me,” Felix urges. “Was the sweet blonde you and Minho fucked prettier than me?”
OR: Chan and Felix are stuck in a cabin during a blizzard. They have a lot of unresolved issues.