Felix glances around at the sweaty bodies jostling each other as they sway and jerk to the music. His eyes land on Minho and Jisung who are passionately making out in the middle of the room. A familiar flicker of jealousy and annoyance spark in his chest, the flames lick at his heart, sending it galloping away from the burn of the the emotions.

His jaw tenses and he immediately looks away only to spot Chan and Woojin doing the exact same thing as Minho and Jisung. His stare turns stony as his gaze falls on Changbin, Hyunjin and Seungmin who are engaging in some form of three way dance and make out session. He blanches and frowns in disgust at the sight, not because he despises their action, but because he is jealous; Jealous that he is never asked to be apart of his hyungs' hook ups.

He feels himself deflate as he catches sight of a heartbroken Jeongin whose own stare is transfixed on Changbin and Seungmin who are on either side of a breathless Hyunjin, kissing the taller ebony haired male's neck.

Felix stands from the grey three seater chair slowly with a shaky exhale. He feels his hands start to shake and his heart struggle violently against the confines of his ribcage as he stares into the writhing mass of bodies before him. He exhales harshly before weaving his way through the crowd towards Jeongin. He is about to reach the younger blond when two dancing guys trap him between them and three girls.

Panic and anxiety flare inside of him. His vision swirls and darkens. His breathing shallows and he is gulping, suffocating, as oxygen struggles to enter his lungs. Tears prick at his eyes and his lips tremble. "Jeongin," he chokes out but it is barely above a whisper, a quiet plea lost to the booming beat of the music.

Felix attempts to shove past the bodies crushing against him but his attempts seem futile as none of them budge. Jeongin snaps his gaze away from the three lost in their own world, his eyes widening as he meets Felix's terrified brown eyes.

The blond rushes forward, immediately grabbing Felix's hand and leading him away from the crowded room. He gently pulls his hyung out the front door, carefully leading him down the drive way towards the nearby park. Once they reach the park swathed in shadows and moonlight, and the party is nothing more than distant thumps of music, Jeongin hugs Felix tightly, muttering words of comfort to the still trembling boy.

"You're okay. Everything is fine. I am here, Felix. You are okay," he only pulls away from the older male when the blond's grip loosens. He trails his hand down Felix's arm and intertwines their fingers warily. His eyes search Felix's for any discontent towards the action. The blond shows none. Instead, he intertwines their free hands and stares into Jeongin's eyes with an intensity that sets the younger ablaze with want. If only Hyunjin would look at him like this, he could be truly happy.

He leans closer to Felix, gazing into his hyung's brown eyes alight with adoration and love just for him. He presses his body flush with Felix's, their fingers still intertwined by their sides, and kisses the blond gently. He presses his lips to Felix's soft ones slowly to allow the other time to pull away if he wanted. He smiles into the kiss before deepening it as Felix responds eagerly, the latter disentangling one of his hands from Jeongin's to place is gently by the blond's jaw.

Jeongin gasps in surprise at the sensation of Felix's tongue slipping into his mouth. They battle for dominance, Jeongin winning by surprising Felix into submission. The younger grins at the blond's startled moan in response to him gripping his waist tightly and pulling him impossibly closer.

Felix went to pull away, embarrassment setting his cheeks ablaze with fiery red, but Jeongin stopped him by gripping his waist tighter and kissing him harder.

Jeongin takes a small step forward, applying pressure to Felix's waist in a way so that he stepped backwards, their lips still attached as Jeongin follows him closely. Jeongin pushes his hyung up against a red plastic wall dimmed by the shadows of night cast upon it.

Felix's hand slips from Jeongin's jaw down to the the back of his neck, moving until the former's fingers were tangled into the younger's short blond hair. Jeongin's surprised gasp was followed by a deep moan as Felix kissed and sucked on his neck, finding his sweet spot almost immediately. He tilted his head to the side to give his hyung more access. He was breathing heavily now, lust clouding his brown eyes, need darkening them by several shades.

Jeongin grinded into Felix experimentally, eliciting a loud moan from the blond. He grinded against Felix again and whined as the latter pulled away from his neck and loosened his grip on Jeongin's hair. Jeongin met Felix's searching stare with curiosity and concern.
"What's wrong?"

"Are you sure you want to continue this? Especially with me?" Jeongin frowned as Felix's insecurities shined through his words as brightly and obviously as the moon shining through the branches of the trees they had walked under to reach this park.

"Felix," he inhaled slowly, collecting his thoughts. He placed his other hand on Felix's waist so that both of them were resting comfortably just above the older boy's hips. "Yes. I am sure. I am sure because I am with you, and..." he trailed off, glancing to the side as tears sprung up into the corners of his eyes and a lump formed in his throat, threatening to inhibit his ability to speak. Felix gripped Jeongin's chin between his thumb and forefinger gently and turned his head until he could see the younger blond's eyes again.

"Oh, Jeongin-"

"Don't worry. It's just... I know that if we continue this, it won't be meaningless like it is to Hyunjin."

"Hmmm... true. But although our hyungs hook up all the time, I don't think it is all meaningless. Didn't they even ask you to join a few times?"

"Yeah, they did."

"And didn't you join?"

"Yeah..." Jeongin trailed off his attention focused on Felix as he realised that there was more to Felix's questions and comforting words than he had originally thought.

"Felix?" He searched the other's eyes silently as the blond responded with a casual 'hmm'. "They haven't asked you, have they?" He was ninety-nine percent sure that this was the case, but he wanted to be sure. Sympathy blossomed in his chest as the older shook his head dejectedly and dropped his gaze to the ground.

"Felix, look at me," he waited until the aforementioned blond looked back up at him. He leaned forward and whispered into his hyung's ear, "They don't know what they're missing."

He reinitiated the kiss from before, immediately slipping his tongue into Felix's mouth and pulling the blond as close to him as possible, trapping Felix between the wall and his body. He slid his hands under the blond's shirt after Felix nodded his permission, and allowed them to roam all over the blond's torso. Jeongin trailed sloppy kisses down from Felix's lips to his jaw to his neck. He began marking the older blond slowly, savouring the taste of Felix's slightly salty skin and the way it felt pressed tightly against his lips.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!" Jeonging felt Felix flinch beneath him as Minho's shout pierced their lust-dazed minds. Jeongin detached his lips from Felix's neck slowly, before casually turning his head to meet the seething brunette's stare.

"What does it look like, hyung?" He responded, annoyance corroding his words. He knew Felix had feelings for Minho and that the latter stumbling across them means that this was over. Possibly never to be done, ever, depending on what Minho said. Movement caught his attention and he saw that the other members were not far behind Minho.

Each and every one of them wore bewildered expressions, including Chan. Although, whether that was because of how they found the two blonds or because of how Jeongin spoke to Minho, he wasn't sure. He glanced at Felix who had begun to tremble with everyone's attention focused intensely on them.

Jeongin went to remove his hands from the uncomfortable blond's waist but he was stopped by Felix's hands which held them in place before hooking them around Jeongin's neck, pulling him closer and kissing him passionately, as a determined look replaced his prevoiusly fearful one. Jeongin's arms snaked around Felix's waist and he gripped the back of his hyung's shirt tightly. He knew what this was; This was a show. A show put on just for their hyungs who unashamedly did this in front of them all the time- and to be completely honest, Jeongin wasn't adverse to playing his role.

He moaned loudly as Felix began marking his neck again tilting his head to give Felix easier access to his sweet spot. Not all of this was going to be an act for him, it felt amazing. He understood why his hyungs were able to do this so shamelessly, now. It was so easy to become lost in the maze of euphoric feelings, so easy to forget the heavy eyes of others, watching like scientists observing which rat finds their way out of the maze first, so easy to forget that this is all a show for an audience and not reality.

Suddenly, hands were tearing them away from each other roughly. Jeongin was surprised as he observed the cocky smirk on Felix's face until he saw who was holding onto Felix. Minho and Chan. Felix met Jeongin's stare and cocked an eyebrow, his smugness growing as he glanced at the ones still holding Jeongin tightly.

Jeongin glanced left and then right, his own smirk settling into his features, easily morphing into a satified grin as he saw Hyunjin and Seungmin beside him. Hyunjin, to his glee appeared disgruntled by what he had witnessed, along with an unusual expression that Jeongin couldn't quite place, but knew he had seen before.

"Why'd you interrupt us?" he asked, batting his eyelashes innocently, as if he hadn't just been making the lewdest of sounds seconds before. "Felix and I weren't done," his smirk grew as he loudly whispered a comment to rile not only Hyunjin, but also Minho. "He's really talented. Did you know that?"

"We know!" Hyunjin snapped, a storm cloud darkening his features. "We have ears!"

Felix smiled at Jeongin knowingly, envy flashing in his eyes before it disappearing as quickly as it came.

"Perhaps, but do you know how good he feels?"

Hey readers! I hope you are all well. I am getting sick (again..), so I am not certain whether or not this chapter even makes sense, but I hope it does and that you enjoy it. I intend to update this fanfic fortnightly, and update I Hate You! more regularly- on a weekly basis. This is not edited. So I apologise in advance for the constant changing from past to present tense and any misspellings, grammar mistakes or lack of cohesion. Goodnight ^-^

Edit: I read over this and fixed a few things. I changed the wording in some sentences and added an extra sentence or two, but nothing too dramatic.