Felix X Jisung

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Felix sat calmly in the couch of the infirmary, side my side with Jeongin. The two had been waiting patiently for their prisoner to wake up. Jisung's jaw was bruised and his cheek had a small scratch from Hyunjin's ring, otherwise he looked ok. Woojin said it must have been a combination of his fatigued body and his head getting smashed into the wall that knocked him out.

A silent knock on the door drew the boys out of their conversation. Changbin poked his head through the opening, offering a small smile.

"We're leaving for the mission in 15 minutes, gear up." The elder said before disappearing.

Felix and Jeongin sighed.

"I don't want to go on this stupid mission anymore. I want to wait for Jisung hyung to wake up and talk to him more." Jeongin whined.

Felix chuckled at the youngest's whining.

"Yeah, I don't want to leave either. Lets hurry up and get the mission over with, and then we can talk to him when we get back." Felix encouraged.

The two stood up and went to exit the room. Jeongin hurried along, wanting to leave as soon as possible so that he could return as soon as possible.

Felix stopped in the opening of the door, looking back over his shoulder. The aussie sighed and walked back up to Jisung's bed. He brushed Jisung's blonde bangs out of his eyes and gently ran the pad of his thumb over the scratches on his cheek.

"I'll be right back, hyung. Stay away from Hyunjin while I'm gone." Felix whispered.

The freckled boy gave Jisung's cold hand a reassuring squeeze before finally exiting the room.

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Felix once again sat beside a stranger, waiting for the group therapy to start. The boy to his right kept mumbling to himself while rocking back and forth. It was annoying, but nothing Felix had to say could change his behavior so the boy kept his mouth shut.

Once again the boy who lived across the hall from Felix entered the room, of course guided by a security guard. Jisung sat down in the circle, this time on the opposite side of Felix.

There was something intriguing about him. His aura, his behavior, his whole demeanor was so strange and unique. If Felix believed in the supernatural, he'd immediately assume that the boy was a vampire. His skin was pale, his eyes cold, his frown permanent. He didnt look human. He looked dead and alive at the same time.

He looked so sick and tired of his life, like he had been alive since the beginning of time, just waiting for his inevitable death. His eyes were made of ice, bearing the burden of the blood on his hands.

"Ok everyone. Why don't we get started on today's lesson. I thought we'd discuss emotions today, and how our mental issues affects our emotions."

The leader got to explaining a bit about emotions and chemical reactions in our bodies, but Felix didn't listen. His eyes were on the pale boy opposite of him, examining his every feature.

Felix noticed fresh, red cuts lining his thighs and arms. Jisung didn't look ashamed to carry his scars and wounds. He showed them off, openly by wearing shorts and t-shirts.

"-Felix, how about you?"

Felix looked towards the lady, seeing her obviously fake smile.

"What?" Felix asked.

"How does your mental illness affect your emotions?"

Felix snickered. He didn't have any mental illnesses.

"I know how to control my emotions. Who do you think you are to assume I'm emotionally unstable just because you decided to lock me up here." Felix said back, annoyed.

"Well I'm sorry Felix but I think I know what I'm talking about, I've read your file. You've got issues managing your anger and you're emotionally unavailable, much like Jisung over here - who also has a lot of trouble with his emotions, although he may not notice. I'm a professional and I can see that a lot of people in this rom don't realize that they're emotionally unavailable or instable." The woman answered, like the little bitch she was.

Felix crossed his arms over his chest.

"How do you know that? Takes one yo know one? Or are you just too high on yourself to admit you made a prejudice-based assumption about my emotional life, based on my criminal record." The woman looked at Felix for a second, speackless it seemed.

Felix leaned in closer, looking at the lady intensely.

"How do you know I didn't kill those people because they deserved it. You said you read my file, then you should know that the people I killed were abductors and human trafficers. I did not kill because I'm mentally or emotionally instable, I killed to serve those men justice. Like they deserved." Felix said.

The woman looked at Felix with scared eyes. His insanely deep voice only added to the mood as Felix spoke loudly about killing people.

Felix sat back against the back of his chair, pulling his eyes away from the shocked lady. His eyes met Jisung's. The boy was looking at him from across the room. Jisung smiled faintly towards Felix while blinking twice at him. It might have been Felix's imagination, but the smile on Jisung's face looked real.

"Why don't we move on. Jisung, your mental issue is one based off of emotions. How do you feel like your mentality affects your emotions?" The lady asked.

Jisung stayed silent. He didn't seem like one to talk unless he wanted to.

Anothe rone of the preteens in the group started laughing at the question. His laugh was like something out of a movie. It was so alike the laugh of a maniac, it was actually scary to listen to.

"He-Hes a psychopath, he doesn't even have emotions." The kid laughed, looking like he was having the time of his life.

Jisung's eyes quickly drilled into the boy.

"Psychopathic." The kid repeated, laughing louder.

The others started laughing as well. It disgusted Felix. How could they be laughing at Jisung like this. It wasnt like he wanted to be there at all, and here they were, laughing at his problems.

Before anyone could react, Jisung shot up from his seat, slamming the boy into the nearest wall while tightening his grip on said boy's collar.

The boy gasped for air, suddenly not finding Jisung amusing anymore. Jisung pulled his fist back and rammed it straight into the kid's jaw. A loud crack eccoed through the room.

Jisung didn't hold back one bit. His eyes alone could kill anyone at the moment. 5 guards rushed up to the scene, pulling Jisung away and throwing him into a corner. They were all shouting at him, but Jisung didn't look like he cared.

The guards placed a teaser against Jisung's stomach. Felix watched the boy grimace because of the pain, his body twitching uncontrolled, until he finally stilled.

That was the last time Felix saw the boy at group therapy, and the last time Jisung was allowed into the room without wearing a restraining-jacket.