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The loud music made the ground shake as the 8 of them danced in sync, Felix found himself smiling as he and the other members nailed a particularly hard part in the choreography, letting out a giggle as he heard Jisung shout out a “whoo yeah!” in celebration.
They were reviewing choreography from their previous discography, deciding to prepare early for their upcoming world tour. So far they'd remembered all the choreography with relative ease, obviously forgetting a few steps here and there but it was mostly smooth sailing. He, Minho and Hyunjin, the dance trio of Stray Kids had been working hard all week, going to the dance studio before the sun rose to go over and make a few tweaks to older songs where the current choreo didn't fit as well as they remembered. Felix loved this, he was beyond exhausted but dancing was his strong point and what he loved doing, there was no better feeling than dancing in a studio with the other members.
“Okay, dance crew, want to run your number one more time?” Chan calls clapping his hands, as Hyunjin huffs, still trying to catch his breath as he pushes his hair out of his face.
The three ready themselves as they get into position. They had planned a secret dance stage for the Stays attending the first day of their concert in Seoul. The choreography’s difficult, it’s different and new, Felix even thought that it was kind of sexy with the way the movements melted into each other before snapping and turning into something stylish and somewhat aggressive as the music picked up its pace. Minho’s beyond talented, working on this behind their backs, Felix remembers the smile on his face when Minho had shown it to them for the first time.
The music starts to play as Felix counts the beats under his breath, smile playing on his lips before turning serious to match the style of their dance. The three launch into movement, perfectly in sync as the beats follow along as they dance with all they had.
“Nice!” Minho shouts, a smile clear in his voice as he monitors not just himself but Hyunjin and Felix in the mirror in front of them.
The music comes to a close, heavy breaths breathe in time with the music as the three of them get into their final formation Felix at the front, a smirk on his face as the final beat vibrates through the practice room.
The room erupts into claps and a grin breaks onto Felix’s face.
“Not bad, not bad,” Changbin smiles, clapping his hands in approval, “our dance teams a force to be reckoned with, right hyung?”
Chan smiles as he approaches the floor where the three of them have collapsed in an attempt to catch their breaths, “Binnie’s right, we have one hell of a dance team,” he smiles, clapping each of them on the back, easily conveying all the words he didn't need to say out loud, “Okay, take a break guys,”
All the members disperse around the room to grab their water bottles and fall against the walls but Felix stays where he is, collapsed on the floor with Hyunjin, who's somehow managed to wrap his arms around him and is cuddling him as they both still pant trying to catch their breaths.
“Here,” Minho’s voice appears from above them and Felix suddenly feels Hyunjin squirm.
“Ah Hyung! That’s cold!” he complains sharply, sitting up and taking one of the water bottles from Minho’s hands and immediately giving it to Felix before taking the other for himself, both of them smiling at the way Felix laughs, their hearts fluttering at the sound.
Once the break’s over Felix feels himself being pulled to his feet, Changbin laughing at him as he grumbles about being too tired to dance, “too bad angel, we still have 5 more songs to go over before we can even think about going home,”
“Can't you just dance around me whilst I stand still?” Felix asks only half-seriously to which Changbin and Jeongin laughs, the latter coming up behind him wrapping his arms around his shoulders, Felix sighs in content at the contact, he really could fall asleep right now.
“Okay, what should we run through next?” Minho asks, from where his phone was connected to the speakers.
“Young wings!” Jeongin shouts, bouncing over to where Hyunjin’s crouched, mischief painted on his face, “Jinnie-Hyung loves that one!”
Hyunjin lets out a pained groan as the others laugh, “can’t we just skip that one, I'm too tired to even try and remember the dance moves to that one,”
Before Hyunjin even gets to finish his sentence the opening beats to the song start to play through the speakers that can barely be heard over Minho and Jeongin’s evil laughs. All the members rush to get into the first formation as Hyunjin lets out another pained groan, moving to find his place.
“Just do what you can, Hyunjinnie,” Chan reassures him when he sees that the younger boy’s face falls a little as he moves the wrong way. Hyunjin smiles and nods, his focus seemingly intensifying as the song continues on.
They run through all the remaining songs, each member getting more and more exhausted as time goes by. It’s getting late, the sun has long since set and the members are all starting to get hungry and tired.
“Last song,” Minho calls out as he presses play.
All the members groan as they hear the first few heavy beats of ‘District 9’ play through the speakers.
“Why did we save this until last,” Jisung whines from the floor, holding his hands out waiting expectantly for Felix to grab them and pull him up; which he does, earning himself a quick cheek kiss from Jisung before he rushes off to start the choreo, coming in a few beats late and laughs as Minho called him out for it.
Their movements are all lethargic as they run through the first verse, Felix feels his legs begin to shake, threatening to collapse from underneath him, he frowns for a moment before pulling himself together, he’s sure that he can get through the song and then collapse.
The longer the song goes on it becomes increasingly apparent to Felix that maybe his legs won’t last until the end of the song. He scowls and scolds himself, “come on Felix, stop being weak, everyone else here is just as tired as you are, they’re not struggling, they deserve to be here, they work hard. What use are you if you can't keep up with them, you're on the dance line for god's sake!”
Felix hears the second chorus start and he comes in late, scolding himself again for being so careless.
“Keep up Felix, you’re late coming in,” Minho calls, his own breaths uneven as even he was starting to reach his limit, “let's do this well and then we can go home,”
“Yeah!” The rest of the group call back, fire temporarily returning to the members' spirits just as they enter the second dance break.
Felix feels his lungs begin to burn as he moves, not being able to fully catch a breath as he kneels down, flailing his arms in a way that he hopes somewhat matches the choreography in a way that Minho or anyone else wouldn't notice.
It seems like an eternity before the final dance break comes around, Felix heaves in a breath, this is it, the end’s in sight, he just has to get through the last 30 seconds and then he can stop. His lungs scream for air as his muscles cry for him to stop. His head throbs from a mix of dehydration and the heavy beats still pouring out of the speakers. He can hear the others around him breathing heavy, feet barely moving from the floor.
Felix heaves himself onto the floor in preparation for the overly-complex dance move that he knows is coming next. In his crouched position he lifts himself up enough to pop his legs out in front of him, feet hitting the floor before pulling them back in again. That's when Felix feels it, he must've landed wrong because his heart stutters harshly as pain shoots up his leg and pulls at his chest. He tries not to let the pain show on his face as he attempts to carry on the last bits of choreography, but it’s obvious that he’s struggling.
“You okay, Lix?” Minho calls out to him.
“Y-Yeah,” Felix calls back, tears catching in his throat as he moves his feet along to the final few steps making sure to favour his right foot. His head’s buzzing with a mix of panic and adrenaline, the pain in his foot’s strong and distracting, he curses himself, how could he be so careless?
When the music finally ends, all the members collapse to the floor, Felix along with them. The room’s hot and stuffy and Felix wants nothing more than to get out of there but the problem is, he can't, not with the way his foot’s screaming in pain turning his whole left side numb and shaky. Felix sits deathly still as he tries not to agitate his foot, panicking slightly when Changbin comes over and steps over his legs to reach for his jacket. He hopes that Changbin doesn’t notice his flinch.
“You coming ‘Lix?” he asks, head tilting cutely as he eyed Felix still sitting on the floor panting.
“Um, yeah, ah, just give me a second,” he smiles trying to cover the way his heart freezes at the question. He looks around the room and sees all the other members beginning to pack away their things getting ready to leave, only increasing his panic, what the hell is he going to do?
“You guys go on ahead, we’ll catch you up,” Felix hears a familiar soft voice get louder as it comes closer. Then a body brushes against his own as they come to sit down next to him, Felix then realises that he’d started to space out, only now coming back to himself.
“Alright, we’ll get the car ready. Call us if you're going to be longer than 10 minutes,” Chan tells them as he ushers the others out the door clicks it shut behind them.
A hand lands on Felix’s thigh and he flinches away violently before quickly recovering, muttering a small apology but the other shakes it off, “That was quite a nasty landing you took on that last move,” Minho tells him, moving his hand slowly up and down the other's thigh, “you okay?”
Felix looks away, feeling tears begin to blur his vision. He can't bring himself to speak, knowing that his voice will betray him.
“Lix, if you’re hurt I need to know so I can help you, baby,” Minho says softly.
Felix heaves in a breath, finally letting the tears fall down his cheeks, “I don't know if I can walk,” he tells Minho, voice strained and quiet.
“Oh Lix,” Minho sighs, “is it your ankle?” he asks and Felix nods, more tears spilling from his tired eyes, “Can I take a look at it? I promise I won't touch it if you don't want me to,”
“It hurts,” Felix cries, trying to control his sobs.
Minho’s eyes fill with sympathy as he pulls Felix into a hug, attempting to calm the younger one down, “it’s okay Lix, we’ll get this fixed in no time, but right now I need to look at it okay? Lie down for me baby,” Minho whispers, gently pushing Felix down towards the studio’s wooden floor, pausing for a moment to take his hoodie off, folding it up and placing it underneath Felix’s head, smiling down at him he whispers, “there we go. Now, let’s see what we’re dealing with,” he leans down and presses a kiss to Felix’s forehead before moving down to where Felix’s legs are.
“It's your left foot isn't it?” Minho checks, gently placing a hand on the other's calf, sushing him softly when he hears the other's breath hitch, “it’s okay baby, look the other way so you don't have to see it,”
Felix does as he’s told, trusting Minho to be gentle with him and talk him through what was going on. He's heard it before, that you don't fully register the pain unless you see the injury itself and Felix was already in enough pain, he didn't want to make it any worse and so he did as Minho told him.
He cries out as he feels a sharp pain shoot up his leg and hears Minho apologise softly but not stop what he’s doing.
“Sorry Lix, but your shoe’s got to come off,”
“Please don't,” Felix half sobs, shaking his head in panic.
“I have to baby, I'll be as gentle as I can but unless you want to me cut it off, you're going to have to trust me with this,”
Felix can't help but laugh a little at the thought, “noo, not these shoes they were expensive,” he jokes despite the pain raging in his foot, Minho laughs along with him gently.
His laughing’s quickly replaced by a pained whine, hot tears falling from his eyes, “Hyung-” he cries, “it hurts, it really hurts!”
“I know, I know, almost there, it's almost off,” Minho comforts him, his teeth worrying at his lip, “ah, I know! Can you call or text Chan-hyung for me, let him know what's going on?” he asks, handing Felix his phone.
Felix can’t help but cry harder, “b-but then he’ll-”
“No, he won’t, Lix. He’ll be worried yes, but he could never be angry with you or disappointed, this was an accident, they happen. Hyung would be more upset if you didn't tell him what’s going on,”
“...okay,” Felix sighs eventually giving in, using his fingerprint to unlock Minho’s phone, grinning mischiveously as he sneakily takes a couple of selfies on the others phone (it’s tradition after all) before pulling up what he believes to be Chan’s contact name on Minho’s phone, “Hyung, why is Chan-Hyung’s contact name -”
“You know why,” Minho interrupts before Felix could say it out loud, making the younger burst out laughing.
Once his laughter calmed down a bit, Felix finally clicks the ‘call’ button on Chan’s contact, listening closely as it rings, trying to ignore the way Minho’s hands edge closer to his ankle again, dread filling his chest at the thought of the pain he’s about to experience.
“Ah Minnie, are you coming down soon?” Chan’s voice calls through the phone causing something to break inside Felix.
“Chan-Hyung,” is all that Felix manages to whisper, his voice catching in his throat as a sob forces its way out of him.
“Felix? What's wrong, my love?” Chan asks, voice growing concerned as he quickly switches to English.
“Chan-Hyung, I’m sorry, I'm so sorry,” Felix babbles, hissing in pain as Minho pulls off the trainer in one smooth movement. Minho looks up at him with an apologetic smile on his face as he rubs his thigh comfortingly, signaling to him that he did manage to get the shoe off of his foot.
“What’s going on Felix, are you hurt?”
“Y-yeah, my ankle it-it’s um...” Felix trails off, not entirely sure what to say. He lifts his head a little to look at Minho, eyes starting to trail downwards to where his ankle’s throbbing.
“Don't look!” Chan and Minho say at the same time, startling him a little.
“It really hurts Hyung, Minho-Hyung managed to get my shoe off, but I- I don't think I can walk on it. Hyung, what about the concert? the dance…” he sobs.
“It’s okay baby, don’t think about that for now, I'll be right there, okay?”
“O-okay Hyung,” he cries and hangs up right as Minho angles his ankle upwards sending shearing hot pain through his body, “ow ow ow, Hyung!”
“Sorry Lix,” Minho sighs, looking down at Felix’s ankle, eyebrows furrowing in a way that makes him look extremely attractive, Felix thinks, though this is hardly the time and place to be thinking such things, “it looks like a sprain, nothing too serious but still pretty damn painful,”
Felix hums in agreement, bringing his arm up to cover his eyes in the crook of his elbow, he wants to cry all over again, this is getting to be too much, the pain seems to be getting worse, he’s exhausted and frustrated with himself and wishes that he could just take back those last 30 seconds before everything went so horribly wrong.
Minho was still checking over Felix’s ankle by the time Chan arrived from the car park downstairs, sending the other members home, telling them not to worry too much. The door opens softly and Chan creeps in smiling gently at Minho before casting a worried glance to where Felix’s lying on the, silently asking what’s going on.
“Felix, baby, Channie-Hyung’s here,” Minho tells him softly, unsure if the boy’s still awake or not after his adrenaline crash.
“Hey Lix, how're you doing, angel?” Chan ask as he sits down, moving Felix’s head into his lap, stroking his strong fingers through the soft blond hair.
“Chan-Hyung, it hurts so much, I'm so sorry,” Felix cries amost immedately.
“Stop apologising, you have nothing to be sorry for, things like this happen and it's okay,” Chan reassures him, silently wincing as he steals a glance at Felix’s ankle. Minho nods in understanding, “So what's your diagnosis Dr. Know?”
“A sprain, at the least, not the worst I’ve seen but still pretty bad, usually they heal on their own,” Minho informs him, stroking gentle fingers over the golf-ball-sized ankle now beginning to discolour into a wonderful array of purple, green and blues, “we should go to the hospital just to make sure though,”
Felix shot up from Chan’s lap at that, panic clear in his wide eyes, “No! We can't go to the hospital, please I’m fine, please, I don't want to go to the hospital!”
“Hey, be careful,” Chan steadies him quickly by his shoulders, “hey Lix, it’s okay. Calm down, it was only a suggestion. I think it's a good idea though,”
Felix shakes his head in desperation, tears beginning to drip off of his chin.
“Why are you so against the hospital, angel?” Minho asks as he leans forward and brushes Felix’s fringe out of his face, wiping away his tears.
“Please, I just want to go home,” he cries.
Chan and Minho exchange worried glances, seemingly having a silent conversation between themselves debating what to do. Eventually, Chan gives in with a sigh, shuffling closer to envelope Felix in a tight hug, rubbing his arms comfortingly.
“Tell you what Lix, we’ll leave the hospital for today and see what we can do at home, we’ll let Manager-Hyung know and see what he thinks, but if it's not improved by this time tomorrow we’ll have to go, okay?”
Felix thought that this definitely is not okay but nods his head regardless, still letting sobs shake through his body.
“We’re not doing this to be mean Felix, we’re doing what we think is best for you,” Minho adds.
“I know,” he hiccups, rubbing at his eyes with his hands.
“We love you Lix, we just want you to be okay,” Chan tells him, kissing his head softly.
“It’s late, let’s get home, we need to get ice on that,” Minho signals to Felix’s ankle in mock-disgust, getting Felix to laugh as he nods in agreement.
“Okay, how're we going to do this?” Chan asks, “Do you want me to lift you?”
Felix hates himself for nodding but he’s tired and not thinking straight, “b-but I’m too heavy,”
“Stop with that nonsense, you're teeny tiny and should probably be eating much more than you are,” Minho scolds him, “plus hyung is strong, why else do you think he goes to the gym? So that he can lift cows?”
“Why cows?” Chan asks incredulously, trying and failing to contain his laughter, smiling as he hears Felix’s beautiful laugh from in front of him, “my my, what does go on in that head of yours, Lee Minho,” Chan says softly leaning over to press a kiss to his lips, leaning over to do the same with Felix, muffling the youngsters laughter.
“Ready to go?” Minho asks a while later, once all their things have been gathered together and Felix is safely positioned in Chan’s arms.
“Let's go!” Chan smiles as Felix shouts, mood seemingly brightening a little.
The other members were doing various things when they heard the dorm door open with an ungraceful crash. Changbin and Hyunjin were in the kitchen preparing dinner (or trying to), Seungmin was guiding Jeongin through his homework, whilst Jisung watches them half asleep on the couch, immediately perking up when he hears the rest of their family come through the door.
“Welcome home,” Changbin greets them, coming out from the kitchen, his face immediately falling as he lays eyes on Felix, “Oh darling, what happened?” he asks as he rushes over to fuss over him.
“He fell at the end of practice and didn't tell anyone,” Minho tells him before Felix can even think of an answer, “we think it's just a sprained ankle,”
“Shouldn't you be at the hospital?” Changbin asks and immediately regrets it when he sees the look on Felix’s already pale face.
“We’re going to see how it goes, I don’t think he’s overly fond of hospitals,” Chan tells him as he walks over with a small smile on his face, silently letting Changbin know that everything’s okay and for him not to worry.
“Let’s get you settled on the couch, how does that sound, hm?” Changbin says to Felix, brushing pieces of hair out of his eyes as he softly takes Felix out of Chan’s arms and into his own, Felix immediately cuddling up to Changbin as he nods tiredly.
The two walk into the living area, immediately catching Jisung, Seungmin and Jeongin’s attention. Jisung shuffles into the corner on the couch, holding his arms out for Felix to be placed next to him to cuddle, Changbin indulges him with a smile and sets Felix down gently besides Jisung, who smiles softly as he cuddles Felix closer to him.
“You okay?” he whispers.
“I don't know,” Felix responds, eyes closeing as he leans his head down onto the other’s shoulder.
“That looks so painful Hyung, here let me help,” Jeongin gasps as he jumps up from where he's sitting on the floor, gathering all his papers together and pushing them to the corner of the little coffee table they have there, “help me with this, Seungminnie-Hyung,” he asks, gesturing to the table.
Seungmin catches on immediately and smiles gently at their youngest, “only if you never call me that again,” he teases, smiling as Jeongin pouts.
Together they push the table closer to the couch, close enough for Felix to stretch his legs out onto, “wait!” Jeongin says as he rushes to put a cushion down on the table, gently placing Felix’s nasty looking ankle onto it, “there,” he says, satisfied with himself.
“Thanks, Innie,” Felix says, eyes desperately trying to stay open as he watches Seungmin come and sit next to him, hands entwining in his without hesitation.
“That must've hurt like hell,” Seungmin says in English.
“It did, still does…” Felix says, half a laugh on his lips, Seungmin squeezes his hand and he hears Jisung hum in disapproval, upset that one of his boyfriends is in so much pain. Felix smiles and closes his eyes again, feeling the throb in his heart as well as in his ankle.
Felix gasps and whines as he feels something ice-cold being placed on his ankle, something warm gets pressed to his knee for a moment before disappearing again, he reaches up and rubs his eyes with the palm of his hand, as he blinks the tiredness out of his eyes. He looks around for a moment before spotting Changbin crouching by his ankle, face concentrated as he studies the purple and green swollen mess, he looks up after a moment and whispers a small, “sorry if I woke you,”
Felix hums and shakes his head, he sees Hyunjin shuffle into the room, messy hair and oversized jumper on as he carries several things in his hands. He smiles at Felix as he kneels down and places the things on the table, Felix looks at the things in confusion, Changbin and Hyunjin laugh at his confusion softly as they share a look. Felix feels someone beside him shift a little, he looks over to see Seungmin and Jeongin asleep, he cooes at the sight, hissing lightly as he feels Changbin adjust the ice pack further onto his ankle and hears him whisper another apology and press another kiss onto his knee.
Hyunjin comes to sit down perching on the table in front of him, careful as he sits, not wanting to upset Felix’s ankle. They smile softly at each other for a moment waiting for the other to speak, Hyunjin being the one to start.
“Here,” he says, holding out a couple of pills in the palm of his hands, Felix thinks that he could cry with relief, finally something to dull the throbbing pain that’s beginning to make him feel sick, “Chan-hyung said that it would help with the pain,” Hyunjin tells him, handing him a water bottle once Felix had taken the pills.
“Thank you,” he says, voice rough.
“I have something for you, it's up to you if you want to use it or not,” Hyunjin says, digging around in his hoodie pocket until he finds whatever he's looking for, “it helped me when I did something similar,”
Hyunjin shyly holds out a black sock-looking thing, Felix takes it and examines it carefully, he knows what this is. It’s an ankle wrap, a support used for weak or easily injured ankles, Felix smiles and looks up to Hyunjin who’s fiddling with his hoodie sleeves.
“I can't promise that it'll work but maybe it'll help…” Hyunjin tries to explain.
“Thank you, Jinnie. When the swelling goes down a little more I’ll put it on, thank you for lending me this,” Felix tells him sweetly, his heart swelling as he sees Hyunjin’s eyes light up as he smiles.
“I understand when you said that you didn't want to go to the hospital,” Hyunjin nods, “I get it, and it's okay. But if the Hyung’s want to take you there, let them,”
“I know,” Felix sighs defeated, he knows that if it’s decided that Felix needed to get medical treatment then it would've been decided based on what’s best for him. Felix knows this but it doesn’t make it any easier, “thank you Jinnie,” he says and Hyunjin shakes his head softly. He gets up from his perch on the table leans forward to give Felix a soft kiss before walking back into the kitchen.
“He’s cute,” Changbin comments as he watches Hyunjin pad softly out of the room.
“He is, we’re lucky to have him,” Felix agrees.
“We’re lucky to have you too, Lix,” Changbin says casually, but Felix hears the emotion behind his words.
Before anything else could be said, Chan and Minho enter the room with bowls of hot steaming rice in their hands, Minho walks over and places one in Felix’s lap, pressing a kiss to his forehead and another to his cheek, Felix blushes and thanks his Hyung’s for the delicious-looking food sitting infront of him.
As more bowls enter the room, more members wake up at the smell of food, all delighted that it had been set in front of them and they didn't have to move from their comfortable places on the couch, Jisung’s the last one to wake up, pouting sadly that they didn't wake him up earlier.
“Seeing as we made dinner, you guys are on clean up duty, got it?” Changbin says, mouth full of rice.
A series of groans echo around the room, causing the Hyung’s to laugh.
“But what about Felix?” Jeongin whines.
“Felix’s chores for the night are staying put on the couch surrounded by us and being treated like a prince while you slaves tidy up the kitchen,” Chan tells them. Felix goes bright red at being called a “prince”.
“I think he likes the nickname Channie-hyung,” Seungmin teases.
“Then a prince he will be,” Chan says.
“Stop it,” Felix giggles hiding his face behind his hands.
Everyone laughs at him, smiling happily as they eat, not caring what tomorrow would bring with the aftermath of today, this moment was precious, all 8 of them together eating and laughing. Atmosphere soft and full of love.
Later that evening, when everyone else’s ready for bed Chan comes back to help Felix get changed and help move him to his bed.
“Ready for bed, Lix?” he asks, holding his hands out helping the other to stand from his home on the couch.
Felix grimaces at the thought of putting his ankle on the floor, even without the weight on it, Chan obviously sees the boys inner turmoil and squeezes his hands, “Hey, you're going to have to move it at some point, it'll get worse if you stop moving it completely,”
“I know, Hyung,” Felix says because he does know, “I’m just scared,”
The words hang between them for a moment and Chan knows this isn't just about putting his foot on the floor it's more than that, much more. It's about tomorrow and the day after that. It's about Felix’s worry about letting the team down and whether or not he'll be fixed before the concert and tour start, the one that he'd worked so hard for. It's about the hospital visit looming at the end of the week. Chan understood, he sighs softly drawing the other into a hug.
“I know, but you're strong, stronger than you think. You'll get through this, you'll be okay, I know you will because you have me, and Binnie and Minho and the others. We’re all here for you Lix. This is okay, understand me?”
Felix nods, feeling his eyes begin to water again as Chan chuckles softly, reaching up to wipe away his unshed tears, “seriously, how many more times are you going to cry today?”
Felix laughs and shrugs, “I’m exhausted,” he says, “but I’ll probably cry again when you make me walk to the bathroom,”
Chan smiles apologetically, “I know, I’m sorry but it's for the best, I’ll help you as much as I can. Actually, maybe we need another pair of hands, CHANGBIN!” Chan calls suddenly, startling Felix a little.
From the bedroom they hear Changbin groan before soft padding makes its way out of the room and promptly arrives at Felix’s side, tired eyes rake over Felix’s face, he gets embarrassed and tries to cover his face with his hands.
“Don’t, you're beautiful,” Changbin tells him, pulling his hands away, “even when you cry,”
“I'm a mess,” Felix says.
“And that's okay,” Chan reassures him, “Now let's go, Changbin you help,”
Changbin’s quick to understand looping his arm around Felix’s waist as they make a slow and steady walk to the bathroom, stopping whenever Felix needs a break.
It takes much longer than desired, but Felix makes it to bed, his ankle stiff and aching but it does feel better than before, which was a good sign. He heaves in a breath truly exhausted by the day's events and dreading tomorrow's ones, but he doesn’t have much time to dwell on that as his door is pushed open and a soft voice calls out to him.
“Lix?”
“Jisungie?” Felix calls back.
Jisung enters the room carefully, not wanting to wake up Jeongin, (Changbin was still awake scrolling through his phone on his bed). He climbs into Felix’s bed making sure that he isn’t anywhere near his ankle, apologising profusely when he’d brushed his knee causing his foot to jerk harshly.
“I'm so sorry, sorry!”
“It's fine, Sung, it's not as bad anymore. The painkillers are working,”
Jisung smiles at that and nuzzles down into Felix’s duvet, cuddling close to him. They lay quietly for a while, Felix running his hands through Jisung’s hair as Jisung runs soothing circles into the other’s collarbone. It was quiet and soft, exactly what Felix needed.
“It really scared me,” Jisung whispers after a while, not sure if Felix was still awake or not, “when you fell, I saw you. It really scared me,”
“‘M sorry,” Felix mumbles in response.
“No, no, that's not what I meant,” Jisung tells him, looking up at him for a moment, “I don't want you to overwork yourself like that, you've been up at the crack of dawn every day and working until it's dark outside. And when you hurt yourself like you did today, please don't hide it from us,”
“I didn't mean to,”
“You did. You didn't want us to worry,”
“I’m sorry, Sungie,”
“I just want you to be happy and healthy Lix,”
“I know,”
“You know we love you, I love you,”
“Yeah, I love you too, so much Sung, so much,”
Felix felt Jisung smile from where his head was resting against his chest, it sent warmth to his freckled cheeks.
“Thank you for taking care of me,” Felix tells him, “thank you for worrying about me,”
“We always will, Lix,”
“Goodnight Sungie,”
“Goodnight Lix, sleep well angel,”
Felix smiles and snuggles further into Jisung and the blankets as he lets his eyes fall closed and the exhaustion from the day wash over him and despite the discomfort in his ankle he falls asleep with little trouble. His heart filled with the love and care of his members and the reassurance that everything would be okay, and Felix believed them, that everything would be okay, as long as they were together.