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        One thing's for sure and that's ChangLix didn't win the first mission. Team WooChanIn won the hearts of most passersby in buying sweet potatoes. Team Minsung going by the second place.

     “I can't believe we lost again.” Changbin grunted out of frustration. The younger boy's heart swelled at the sight of his hyung getting worked up. Thinking of a way to lighten up the mood, Felix draped his left arm on Changbin's shoulder pulling him closer for a bit.

     “What's important is we enjoyed it, hyung. Because I did.” It was confusing for the older boy. His thoughts swarming up like bees. ‘When did Felix's words make his heart race? Or was it his voice? Maybe the way he held me comfortingly?’. He shrugged it off eventually and lazily smiled at the carrot head.

       “Maybe you're right, Lix. Why don't we head back to our dorm now? See what's up.” The older boy pulled away from the younger boy's comforting arm, going first. The moment he did was also the moment Felix's smile dropped. His devil of a mind, whispering words that'd give him anxiety.

     ‘Get a grip, he has a boyfriend. Mind if I say, the group's visual and talented dancer?’ ‘He's never gonna like you.’ ‘Hopeless.’ The freckled boy shook his head, trying to rid off the voices. His stomach was in a pit. Felix can't believe he's having an anxiety attack in the middle of their break from the show.

      “Felix!” Jisung yelled, making his almost twin jerk forward. “W-what—Jisung, do you need something?” Felix composed himself. His eyes wide and pupils out of focus. 

      “I was calling your name for the nth time. Are you okay?” He couldn't help but worry, the Australian seemed off just standing there alone. Felix met his eyes and nodded, gulping down the lump on his throat. “Yeah... I'm fine. Thanks Jisung.” The rapper wasn't dumb to know he wasn't, but he had to buy the lie. Grinning he patted Felix's shoulder, before pulling him into a small hug.

       “You got me bro.”








Meanwhile, Team SeungJin just finished treating themselves with their 'hardly' earned free SPA. They got out of the building and rode a bus back to their dorm.

     On the way to their dorm in the bus, Seungmin watched Hyunjin fall asleep. The ravenette's head swinging from front to side because of the bus' movement.

       ‘I want to rest his head on my shoulder, but I'm scared he'll wake up.’ Since they weren't filming anymore they wore a mask, hat and a thick coat. 

    Seungmin debated in his mind, until Hyunjin's head itself landed on his shoulder. The younger boy's eyes widening at the process. He definitely didn't expect that to happen.

  ‘I wish you were mine to begin with.’ Seungmin sadly thought as he leaned his head together with Hyunjin's.




 

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