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Felix couldn't help but feel a pang of confusion as he gazed at Rowoon. This version of Rowoon was so different from the one he was used to. The old Rowoon was always teasing him, always pushing him to his limits. But this Rowoon...this Rowoon was gentle, kind, and affectionate.

Felix had to admit, he liked this version of Rowoon. He felt safe around him, protected from the world. But at the same time, he missed the old Rowoon. He missed the way Rowoon used to tease him, the way he used to make him laugh.

And then there were the questions. Felix had so many questions to ask Rowoon, but every time he tried to ask him something, Rowoon would just smile and hug him tightly. It was like he was trying to avoid talking about something.

Felix's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of Rowoon's voice. "Felix, I'm glad you're here," Rowoon said, his voice low and husky. "I don't know what I would do without you."

Felix felt a surge of emotion at Rowoon's words. He didn't know what to say, so he just nodded, feeling a little awkward.

Rowoon seemed to sense his awkwardness, because he pulled Felix into a tight hug. "I'm sorry, Felix," Rowoon whispered, his voice muffled against Felix's shoulder. "I know I've been...different lately. But I promise I'll try to get better."

Felix felt a lump form in his throat as he hugged Rowoon back. He didn't know what was going on with Rowoon, but he knew he wanted to help him.

As they hugged, Felix felt himself getting sleepy. It had been three days since Rowoon had been like this, and Felix hadn't been to school, making up excuses whenever his friends called. He was tired, both physically and emotionally, and he knew how bad rowoons men needs him , especially Zain .

Felix could see the pain and tiredness on Zain face,how hard he try to hold in.

Rowoon seemed to sense his tiredness, because he pulled Felix down onto the bed, curling up around him like a protective shield. Felix felt safe, surrounded by Rowoon's warmth and scent.

As he drifted off to sleep, Felix couldn't help but wonder what was going on with Rowoon. He knew Rowoon was hiding something from him, but he didn't know what.

All he knew was that he wanted to help Rowoon, to be there for him no matter what. And as he fell asleep, surrounded by Rowoon's warmth and scent, Felix knew that he would do whatever it took to help Rowoon get through this difficult time.

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Rowoon gazed at Felix's sleeping face, a mixture of confusion and adoration etched on his own features. He couldn't help but wonder how Felix had ended up in his bed. He remembered avoiding Felix, trying to keep his distance, but somehow, Felix had still managed to find his way into Rowoon's life.

Rowoon's eyes traced the curves of Felix's face, taking in the sharp jawline, the small nose, and the full lips. He couldn't help but feel a pang of attraction as he gazed at Felix's handsome features.

As he studied Felix's face, Rowoon's finger reached out, tracing the curve of Felix's lips. Felix stirred in his sleep, his lips parting slightly as he let out a soft sigh. Rowoon's eyes locked onto the small cut on Felix's lip, and his own finger instinctively went to his own lip, feeling the matching cut there.

A faint memory stirred in Rowoon's mind, a hazy recollection of a passionate kiss, of lips crashing together in a frenzy of desire. Rowoon's eyes snapped back to Felix's face, his mind racing with questions.

What had happened between them? How had Felix ended up in his bed? And why did Rowoon feel this overwhelming sense of connection to Felix, like they were tied together by some invisible thread?

As Rowoon's thoughts swirled with confusion, Felix stirred again, his eyes fluttering open. For a moment, they just stared at each other, the air between them thick with tension.

Then, Felix's eyes narrowed, his gaze locking onto Rowoon's face. "What happened?" Felix asked, his voice husky with sleep.

Rowoon's eyes dropped, his finger still tracing the curve of Felix's lip. "I...I don't know," he admitted, his voice barely above a whispere.

Felix's eyes widened as he stared into Rowoon's eyes, and he felt a jolt of surprise. Rowoon's eyes were clear, focused, and sharp, with no hint of the haze that had clouded them for the past few days.

Felix's mind reeled as he realized that Rowoon was finally back to his normal self. But instead of feeling relieved, Felix felt a wave of panic wash over him.

He scrambled off the bed, his movements frantic as he tried to put some distance between himself and Rowoon. But in his haste, Felix lost his balance and tumbled to the floor, his butt hitting the hard surface with a loud thud.

Rowoon was by his side in an instant, reaching out to help Felix up. "Felix, what's wrong?" Rowoon asked, his voice filled with concern.

But Felix just shook his head, his eyes wide with shock. "No, no, no," he muttered, scrambling backward on the floor.

Rowoon's eyes narrowed, confusion etched on his face. "Felix, what's going on?" he asked again, his voice firm but gentle.

But Felix just cursed under his breath, his mind racing with thoughts of how he was going to get out of this situation. He never wanted Rowoon to wake up and see him like this, in his shirt and pants

Felix's eyes darted around the room, searching for an escape route. But Rowoon was blocking his way, his eyes fixed intently on Felix's face.

"Felix, talk to me," Rowoon said, his voice low and soothing. "What's going on?"

Felix's eyes searched Rowoon's face, looking for answers. But Rowoon just shook his head, his mind still reeling with questions.