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Felix was terrified.
So fucking terrified.
He was a celebrity, a popular one at that so he was long used to inappropriate comments and actions on him, his privacy a sense of humanity was robbed from him not even when he became a celebrity but the minute he became famous. He's had his fair share of experiences with entitled fans and entitled celebrities alike, he's been pushed around at airports due to mobbing one to many times and had to have his staff and managers involved with entitled celebrities.
It was why he was eternally grateful to have a such a wonderful leader as Chan himself. Chan always took care of them. Stood at the back of the line to monitor them and would not hesitate to push fans aside and lead the group away if he felt that safety of his team being threatened. His group was always his priority and Chan never hesitated to protect them. It was one of the many reasons Felix had fallen for the man.
This?
This was slightly different.
It started with a variety show and if Felix was honest, he quite enjoyed himself there which nowadays, was a complete rarity. He had fun conversations with the host and the games they played were actually entertaining. The host was polite, fun and creative and Felix had the time of his life there, his smile and laughter genuine. That was until the host revealed that another celebrity would be joining them.
He wasn't surprised, he watched the show on his phone when he was informed that he would be on it about a week ago. The host often invited a surprise celebrity, always wanting different people of different occupations to get along and have fun. The celebrity was a popular television show host and the minute the host announced his name, Felix froze.
Kyle.
His fucking ex-boyfriend. They had broken up because Kyle always wanted something purely physical and Felix didn't. Kyle tried to force him into it and that's when Felix drew the line and broke up with him, cutting off all contact with the man. But Kyle said he had changed so Felix had nothing to worry about, right?
The minute he stepped into the place, announcing his presence with this sort of wild energy to him he didn't have before, Felix immediately didn't like him. Felix wasn't the greatest when it came to judging others character -unlike Changbin, who's intuition on people is almost never wrong- but he wasn't bad at it. There was just something about the guy Felix didn't vibe with, it was almost as if he became worse than he was before.
But that couldn't be true, could it?
The minute the host locked eyes with Felix, however, that feeling was only amplified. The man looked him up and down with a sleazy smirk on his face. It sent a shiver right down Felix's spine and he immediately knew that it was no longer going to be a good show.
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Turns out, he was proven right.
The minute Kyle sat down next to him, he could feel his right hand on his left knee. Nothing to bad so far but he still felt uncomfortable by the contact. He wrapped his fingers around the man's wrist, pulling it away from him before his hand retreated back to him, shooting him a polite smile before refocusing on the host, pretending not to see the annoyed expression on Kyle's face which would have worked in his favour if the man wasn't so insistent.
He kept placing his hand on his knees, thighs and upper arms, even going as far as to wrap his arm around his shoulder and pull him in for a longer than necessary side hug. He could literally feel the man's nose in his hair as he inhaled his scent and Felix, too uncomfortable to pretend any longer, immediately squirmed out of his hold, keeping on his usual polite persona as he made up some excuse for his behaviour, claiming that he didn't want his stylist's work on his hair to be ruined by such "playful" aggression, hoping his discomfort wouldn't be too obvious on the camera.
The cameras shut off and Felix let out a breath, grateful that the shoot was over and saddened that he couldn't enjoy it fully. He was in the dressing room provided by the studio, removing his own make up as his stylist needed a quick bathroom break when the door opened. He turned towards the door, expecting it to be his manager only to find the same sleazy television host, smirking at him. In his -private, might he add- dressing room. He had never felt the urge to bash his head against the wall so hard until now. What kind of nightmare was this?
"You look stunning, Felix."
"Thanks." He answered robotically.
"Aw, what's with that attitude of yours?"
"This dressing room is private."
"Don't be like that. You're always been very pretty, you know?"
He froze in his spot, his eyes immediately darting around the room for a way to escape the situation as he answered the man.
"Again, thanks."
The man moved forward, Felix instinctively moving backwards to avoid him. Luck, unfortunately, was not on his side today as his back immediately hit the wall and the man stood in front of him. Felix could feel his breath with how close he was. The man brought his hand up to Felix's hair, taking the long strands in his fingers and bringing it up to his nose, like a creep as Felix held his breath, his heart pounding in his chest as he resisted the urge to gulp out of pure discomfort. The man looked at him, his eyes gleaming with pure lust and Felix had the immediate urge to recoil, the feeling of nausea making its way up his throat as the man spoke.
"Say... How about we have a little fun?"
Felix immediately lowered his voice, glaring at the man with pure ice in his eyes. While he couldn't look intimidating, he definitely could sound it.
"Get the fuck away from me."
The man's eyes widened slightly but he didn't budge, a condescending smirk on his face. Clearly he was underestimating Felix and he blonde desperately hoped he could use that to his advantage. The man scoffed.
"What if I don't? What are you going to do about it?"
The disgusting man brought his face up from the ends of Felix's hair to his neck, whispering in his ear.
"Nothing. You can't do anything, angel, so you're going to sit back and take what I give you."
Pure, unadulterated rage and disgust filled Felix's veins with a tinge of fear at his threat. His fingers twitched. He should've restrained his legs first, really but he wasn't going to let him no that.
Until now.
Felix raised his leg, kicking the man's stomach as the man hobbled back, doubling down in pain as the acidic smell of puke filled the room, the bodily fluid now on the ground as he looked up at Felix in pure shock, struggling to keep himself upright. Years of Taekwondo and dance practice has strengthened his legs so he knew he could hurt someone if he kicked them. He could if he punched them too but his legs carried more strength than his upper body did, especially since he has to diet a lot more. He raised his voice, knowing people tend to get scared of him whenever he did in a non-stage setting due to his deep voice.
"GET OUT!"
Worst case scenario, bodyguards hear and come running. The guy will be taken out expeditiously either way. The man sneered and left, clearly left shaken after Felix's attack and Felix let out a sigh, greeting his stylist with a strained smile as she entered again, completely unaware of what just transpired.
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Yeah, turns out, it was a tad bit more complicated than that.
What does he mean by that?
Kyle figured out his fucking schedule and would keep appearing everywhere he went. Unfortunately for him, being a popular television host meant that Kyle did make quite a lot of money and that meant, he could afford to go wherever Felix was, whether it was somewhere in South Korea, Milan or Paris, when he had brands to represent or places like Hong Kong, Taiwan and Japan, where they had performances to do. He was everywhere and it was impossible to avoid him.
How he managed to go unnoticed? Disguises.
How did Felix know then? Because he always revealed himself to Felix whenever he was alone, always trying to touch him with that lust-filled gaze of his.
Felix had yelled and kicked too many times already but he just wasn't giving up. Felix had threatened to call the police but he was always gone before he could go through with it, there was simply no evidence. It was hard to make a report when there was no evidence and Kyle could easily lie, twist his words or straight up bribe the authorities.
So he endured. He painstakingly endured the flirting and the stalking, no matter how much it pained him to do so.
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To say Chan was pissed was the understatement of the century and Felix, as much as he should feel concerned, really didn't.
He had been crushing on the older male for a while and in all honesty, he wasn't sure what exactly Chan felt. He tried acting playful and flirty towards him but maybe that was not the best idea when he was currently eating and completely ignoring him. Ignoring was a strong word, Felix was at least seventy percent sure that Chan didn't even know Felix was talking to him, seeing as Felix was attempting to be subtle and Jisung was sitting right there on the couch in one of his slightly more extroverted and hyper moods. Chan was devouring the food in front of him like a starved man and after about ten minutes, Felix gave up entirely, cuddling and sulking next to Changbin as he stared at the blonde in pure confusion.
In any case, Felix honestly didn't mean for it to get out. It kind of just happened because apparently, Chan had been watching the show on his phone like the supportive leader he was, despite them not having talked for days due to a fight they had.
Being with each other for so long, you pick up things about behaviour and how others feel and with Chan and Felix sharing an especially close bond with each other due to them being the token Aussies (not currently, he supposes, since they hadn't really talked), Chan most definitely picked up on his discomfort in the show. Felix tried to downplay it, saying that nothing bad happened (which was a lie obviously) but Chan didn't buy his excuse in the least.
He had never been a good liar and that was how the truth came out.
When Chan find out what happened, of course he took action despite them still not having spoken to each other in days. Felix was still his member after all and no one harmed his members. Another thing Felix had always admired Chan for was just how much he planned things through. As pissed as he was at Kyle, he knew they couldn't do anything about him without solid evidence.
So, he crafted a plan.
A plan that would expose just how filthy of a man he was. Chan didn't have any schedules that day so there was no reason as to why he would follow Felix but he did so regardless because in typical Chan behaviour, he became paranoid and wanted to protect Felix which made Felix's heart race.
He just hoped his face wasn't the colour of cherries right now.
People didn't think much of it, calling it cute that Chan was going out of his way to support his member. Which was the case, just that the context was different. Chan had even made a deliberate post on his Bubble account about how he vowed to support each and every one of his members solo endeavors and made it a personal mission to tag along to at least one brand show when he wasn't packed with group and solo schedules so it didn't look all that suspicious.
Felix remained professional and Chan acted like an excited fan who couldn't wait to see him, taking many pictures of him with that proud dad smile on his face. His eyes sparkled but in a way Felix had never seen them do before and he loved the attention from his crush.
Naturally, once the event came to a close and Felix was in his dressing room, just having changed, Kyle made his appearance known like a ghost dead set on haunting him. He walked through the door like he owned the place, immediately cornering the blonde as Felix spoke to him, annoyance clear in his tone.
"What part of 'no, I'm not interested, don't bother me and stay away' do you not understand, you dumb fuck?"
Oh, how he wished Chan had came with him inside instead of opting to stay outside.
"Stop pretending you hate this, we all know you love it when people chase you."
"No, I don't. What I like is people respecting my boundaries and knowing how to take no for an answer."
The man walked up to him, aggressively grabbing the blonde by his hips as he pulled him closer, the blonde's eyes wide.
"You saying you don't like this? I know your type-"
The man was violently ripped off of the blonde and Felix stumbled slightly before looking to see what happened. Kyle, who was now pissed, turned around only to see Chan standing there and to say looked furious was putting it lightly. He looked damn close to getting himself into prison for murder. While Kyle was taller, he wasn't all the built. Chan, on the other hand, was the exact opposite. He wasn't gifted in the height department but his physique made up for it and Kyle knew he was fucked the minute he looked at Chan's arms.
Which was for approximately a second before Chan punched him straight to the ground. Blood splattered on the floor and-
Okay wow, Chan broke his nose in the process.
The man sputtered, his hands clamped around his nose as he got up, pure rage on his face.
"YOU FUCKING BITCH! DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?!"
Chan retorted, sounding almost bored.
"Someone about to lose his job?"
"EXCUSE ME?! YOU THINK YOU'RE SO CLEVER, MISTER FELIX'S BOYFRIEND?! IF ANYTHING, YOU'RE THE ONES ABOUT TO LOSE THEIR JOBS WHEN I TELL EVERYONE ABOUT THIS AND FELIX WON'T BE YOURS ANYMORE!"
Felix froze, nausea at his throat once again because why would he say both of that when-
"Go right ahead." Chan said.
That response surprised both Felix and Kyle. Chan told Felix he had a plan, told Felix he would make it work but he never told him what it was exactly. Then Chan opened his mouth, uttering the most villainous line ever.
"No one will believe you."
Felix would've laughed if he wasn't genuinely so confused by Chan's words, Kyle stuttering in pure anger.
"YES THEY WILL, I HAVE INFLUENCE! WHO THE HELL IS GOING TO BELIEVE YOU TWO OVER ME?!"
Chan simply took out his phone from his pocket, tapping his thumb on the screen until Felix's and Kyle's voices echoed through the room at full volume from Chan's phone. Felix let out a small gasp and Kyle's face paled considerably. Chan closed his phone, shoving it back in his pocket as Kyle stood frozen.
"I've contacted the authorities already so if you think you're going to get away, big mistake."
Chan's eyes darkened.
"You've got quite the history, don't you?"
Kyle stuttered. "You don't know shit."
"I have connections all around, Kyle, it's not hard for me to get information."
Kyle paled further. He was royally screwed and they all knew it. Chan knew it, Felix knew it and most of all, Kyle himself knew it. When the authorities came and took him away after witnessing the altercation Chan had video recorded of him and the multiple texts from celebrity friends alike with similar experiences, Kyle didn't put up a fight.
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When it was all over, Felix let all his emotions pour out. All the rage and fear he felt was gone and Chan held him through it all, apologizing profusely to Felix. The incident, in the end, made them rekindle and their bond was now stronger than ever. Which, unfortunately, lead to a few questions Chan had as they were sitting on the couch, watching television. Questions Felix did not want to answer.
"Does Kyle think we're dating? Why would he call me your boyfriend?"
"Because he thinks you're competition."
"Competition? For what, we're not dating."
Felix internally screamed, wondering how to get passed this without exposing his feelings to someone who clearly didn't feel the same.
"I don't know, Chan, I-"
"Do you like me, Felix?"
Felix nearly choked, turning towards Chan, his face as red as ripe strawberries. Chan took one look at his face and laughed.
"Good thing I like you too then, huh?"
Felix's brain blue screened, an 'error' pop up appearing on his brain, his thoughts buffering. He wouldn't even be surprised if there was a visible loading screen right there.
"What?"
Chan just laughed, tangling his right hand in Felix's blonde locks as he brought him closer, kissing him. Felix kissed back, the two of them getting lost in each other as the news anchor on the television screen announced Kyle being blacklisted from entertainment.
Talk about a happy ending, Felix thinks to himself.