untamed

Zain walked into the kitchen, his eyes widening in shock at the scene unfolding before him. Rowoon and Felix were embracing, their faces inches apart.

The glass in Zain's hand shattered to the ground as he froze, his mind struggling to process what he was seeing. The sound of breaking glass snapped Rowoon out of his trance-like state.

He let go of Felix, pushing him gently to the side as he stood up, his eyes scanning the room with a mixture of confusion and aggression. His body language screamed defensiveness, as if he was preparing to protect Felix from an unknown threat.

Zain's eyes darted from Rowoon to Felix, his expression a mask of confusion. "What's happening?" he asked, his voice low and cautious.

Felix raised an eyebrow, his eyes still fixed on Rowoon. "Perfect timing, Zain," he said dryly. "Didn't you say he would wake up in maybe three days?"

Zain's eyes narrowed, his brow furrowed in confusion. "I... I did," he stammered, taking a step forward.

But Rowoon growled, his eyes flashing with warning. He tightened his grip on Felix's hand, his body language screaming possession.

"Hey, Rowoon, it's me," Zain said softly, holding up his hands in a calming gesture.

But Rowoon didn't seem to recognize him. His eyes flashed with suspicion, his jaw clenched in aggression.

Felix's eyes darted from Rowoon to Zain, his expression concerned. "Zain, I think you should call the doctors," Felix said softly.

Zain nodded, his eyes never leaving Rowoon's face. "Yeah, that's a good idea," he said, his voice low and soothing.

Rowoon's eyes never left Felix's face, his grip on Felix's hand tightening. Felix gently pried his hand loose, his eyes locked on Rowoon's.

"It's okay, Rowoon," Felix said softly. "Let go back to the room.

Rowoon's eyes flashed with uncertainty, but he didn't resist as Felix gently led him out of the kitchen.

As they left, Felix let out a deep breath, his eyes fixed on Rowoon . What was going on? Why didn't Rowoon recognize Zain?

And what did it all mean?

Here's the continuation:

As Zain left to call the doctor, Felix was left alone with Rowoon, who was still clinging to him tightly. Felix tried to free himself, but Rowoon's grip was too strong.

"Rowoon, let go," Felix said, trying to pry Rowoon's arms loose.

But Rowoon refused to budge, his face buried in Felix's neck. Felix could feel Rowoon's warm breath on his skin, sending shivers down his spine.

Giving up, Felix allowed Rowoon to hug him as tightly as he wanted. Rowoon's arms wrapped around him like a vice, holding him in place.

Rowoon's lips trailed kisses all over Felix's face and neck, his touch sending sparks flying through Felix's body. Felix couldn't understand Rowoon's clinginess; he had never seen him like this before.

"Rowoon, I need to breathe," Felix said, trying to push Rowoon away.

But Rowoon refused to let go. Felix had to threaten him, "If you don't sit down, I won't let you kiss me again."

To Felix's surprise, Rowoon obediently sat down on the bed, looking up at Felix with his piercing blue eyes. Felix was in shock; the ruthless Mafia leader was obeying him?

Felix's eyes locked onto Rowoon's, trying to read his expression. But Rowoon's face was a mask of calmness, his eyes sparkling with a hint of mischief.

Felix's heart skipped a beat as he realized that he was seeing a side of Rowoon that he had never seen before. A side that was vulnerable, yet possessive.

"Rowoon, what's going on?" Felix asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

But Rowoon just smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "I just want to hold you, Felix," he said, his voice low and husky.

Felix's heart melted at Rowoon's words, his body responding to the possessiveness in Rowoon's tone. He felt a flutter in his chest as he realized that he was in trouble; trouble that he couldn't escape.

Zain walked into the room, followed by the doctor. They were greeted by the sight of Felix sitting on Rowoon's lap, Rowoon's arms wrapped tightly around him.

Coughing to get their attention, Felix stood up, making Rowoon growl loudly at Zain. The doctor, pretending not to see anything, walked towards Rowoon, but was met with a threatening growl that made him shake back in fear.

Felix quickly intervened, holding onto Rowoon's face and promising him, "I'm here, Agussihyung. I'm not going anywhere."

Rowoon's eyes locked onto Felix's deep brown eyes, feeling the warmth and comfort emanating from them. He buried his face into Felix's neck, inhaling his scent deeply.

Felix nodded for the doctor to check on Rowoon. With trembling hands, the doctor walked up to Rowoon, checking his vital signs and nodding in relief.

"Everything seems fine," the doctor said, facing Zain. "Rowoon just needs some rest."

But Zain's expression was skeptical. "Why can't he remember anyone except Felix?" he asked, his brow furrowed in concern.

The doctor shook his head. "Nothing's wrong with his records. It's just... unusual."

Zain nodded, his eyes never leaving Rowoon's face. "I'll leave him to rest, then."

The doctor breathed a sigh of relief as he followed Zain out of the room. As soon as they were out of earshot, the doctor turned to Zain and whispered, "I don't know what's going on with him, or why he seems to only remember the young man ."

Zain's expression was grim. "I understand. Let's just hope he recovers soon.and whatever you saw there must not be out, zain said with a low but threatening voice to the doctor.

As they walked away, Felix turned back to Rowoon, who was still clinging to him. "It's okay, Rowoon," Felix whispered, stroking his hair. "I'm here for you."

Rowoon's eyes fluttered open, and he looked up at Felix with a hint of recognition. "Felix?" he whispered, his voice barely audible.

Felix smiled, his heart skipping a beat. "Yes, Agussihyung. I'm here."