Match Made in Hell (MinChan)

"(v.) do you mean food, dating or murder?"

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"How in the fucking hell did you manage to get booze in here?"Jisung asked but Felix only grinned in response.

Hyunjin chuckled as he set up the food table. Their dorm room looked like a club for tonight. There was alcohol, food, crazy light and some sick music thanks to Jisung. His body was still a little tired but he had been sleeping for the whole day so he was a bit fine now.

He had asked Yeji to join them as well but she had laughed it off saying that she'll let it be a boys night, besides she had plans with her everything shower ritual stuff. Hyunjin doesn't know, do these girls sacrifice someone?? What ritual? He hoped not.

"Here, I'll help." The deep voice of Felix came from behind and as if on instinct, Hyunjin shifted away. He didn't want any skin contact, not after seeing how much Felix hated it.

He didn't want to be so obvious but it was a reflex. Felix looked stunned, biting his lower lip like he was trying to hold onto whatever had managed to come up to his mouth. Chan had been clear with him, he needed to talk to Felix but when exactly does he do that when Felix avoided him religiously.

Felix would come to classes late and then just sleep through the lectures, he was out of the class before Hyunjin had even packed his things. He didn't eat lunch with them or asked for hangout. Nothing, like Felix was trying to remove himself from Hyunjin's life. He hated it.

After doing so much, this care and help seemed so fake to Hyunjin. And so, he couldn't bare to look at Felix like he used to.

"Not much left, you finish it." Hyunjin muttered, stepping away from the boy. The air tense and uncomfortable.

"Sss ah.." Felix yelped as he handled the hot water kettle and managed to spill some on his hand.

"Careful! Where the fuck is your mind!" Hyunjin was there in a heartbeat, taking away the kettle from Felix's hands and gently handling the injury.

Fuck his heart. Fuck the feelings, because what the fuck was he doing right now. 

His hand shivered but he couldn't just let go of Felix. He pulled him inside the bathroom and ran his hand under cool water, gently blowing on it.

Neither of them spoke, not a single word. Hyunjin wasn't sure if he was breathing right.

"I'll get some ointment for you." He muttered before going outside and getting a medicinal tube from the first aid. He rushed back quickly and as he was about to take Felix's hand again, his own fingers trembled.

He looked up at his roommate who was already looking back at him and he was reminded of how Felix had reacted. His heart twisting inside his chest. He gulped placing down the medicine on the counter, breaking the eye contact.

"Apply this and I'll do the rest of the work." He spoke before attempting to leave.

"Wait Hyunjin," Felix's hand tugged on the sleeve of his shirt. Hyunjin had to take in a deep breath before turning around.

At that moment, Felix looked small. Like he was finding the words to say but he hadn't learn many, his eyes big looking up at Hyunjin with something he cannot pinpoint. Hyunjin slightly chewed on his lower lip as his heart ached, he couldn't bare to look at Felix like this. 

"What's wrong Lix..?" He finally managed to mumble.

To hell with all his heartache, if Felix needed him, he will be there. As id that question melted something in the shorter, his eyes tinged with saltwater and now he held Hyunjin's hand, more confidently.