49. Charms and Avoidance

                                    

                                          
Hyunjin's POV:
The tension in the air faltered when Hannah pulled Y/n away. I was confused why she left as soon as I sat down in front of her and Felix. My hand twitched as I cranked my neck to watch her walk down the hall with her gaze focused on the floor.
Why is she avoiding me again? I shouldn't have kissed her. Why am I fucking everything up again?
"Hyun," Felix whispers, placing his hand over my ear so no one else can hear him, "What's wrong?"
I shake my head in denial, "Nothing."
He pulls away, glaring at me as he raises our interlocked hands, "I felt you try to break my hand when you looked at the girls. Don't lie to me."
Pushing myself up off the floor, I pull my hand away and dust of my clothes with a scoff. He quickly follows my actions and trudges behind me as I walk to the kitchen to grab a drink. "Stop following me Felix," I groan, quickly chugging the liquid in my solo cup.
"No," he huffs, ripping the cup out of my hand and throwing it away, "Not until you tell me what's wrong. You've been acting weird all week."
Zipping up my black jacket, I turn away from him and walk out of the back door to get some fresh hair. His determined footsteps follow close behind. I crank my head to the side, not turning my body as I look at him. His freckled face is contorted into frustration as he sneers. "Stop ignoring me Hyunjin."
"I'm not," I shrug, sitting on the porch swing, "I just have nothing to talk about."
He runs his fingers through his blonde hair aggressively, showing the roots that have grown out the past month. "What the fuck Hyunjin?" he growls, his tone growing louder as he steps forward, pointing a finger in my face, "You were finally becoming happy again. Now you're sitting here acting like a bitch again. I don't know what the fuck happened but you need to figure yourself out because I hate seeing you like this."
I raise my eyebrows in shock. Felix has never been this angry, he's always the one to brighten the mood. As he turns around in a huff to storm off, I reach out and grip onto his sleeve. "Wait," I choke, "I'm sorry."
His eyes burn with rage as he stares at me with an emotionless expression. "No," he says nonchalantly, tugging back his arm, "You don't get to apologize to me. I know I'm not the one you're upset with. Something happened with you and Y/n, I can feel it. I can stand listening to her when she's upset but I don't even want to look at your face when you're the one being a dick." Walking back through the door, he waves at me with an eye roll, "Talk to me when you figure your shit out."
Don't do this Felix. I need you too. I bury my face into my hands when I feel the hot tears roll down my cheeks. The anger and resentment I feel toward myself overwhelm me. Without realizing it, my knuckles feel a burning sting when I punch the brick wall to the left of the swing. I shake the pain away as I stand up and walk back inside the house.
Shuffling over to the living room, I see a sweating Changbin resting with one arm lying on top of Chan's shoulder as they speak. Chan pushes his orange hair back as he sighs, "Felix will be fine. He's just overwhelmed right now. To be honest, I am too."
My steps falter when I hear him speak. Is he overwhelmed because of me too? Is everyone mad at me? I step lighter as I walk closer to them.
"I've never seen those two at each other's throats," Changbin frowns, shaking his head as he straightens his posture, "What do we do Chan?"
"Hyunjin has to tell us what's wrong," Chan shrugs with a sad shake of his head, "If he doesn't, then we can't help him."
I sigh heavily, quickening my pace as I step to their side and show my best fake smile. "Hey guys," I chime, "What's up?"