it’s been one week of staying at Felix’s family’s large and elegant estate. one week of having fun out at parties and talking among the family members, except for one. farleigh. you both have just always kept your distance for some reason, mostly because you were somewhat nice while farleigh was just the complete opposite. well, most of the time he was.

one night, you woke up. it was about 3:00AM, and your head felt like it just got bashed into a wall. the day before had no partying, no drinking, no nothing, but for some reason, you were in pain. your body was sore and aching, so you got up from the guest bedroom to try to get Felix, your closest friend of the family.

i walk along the cold hallway in your sweatpants and plain t-shirt, aching. you find a door, creaking it open slowly to hopefully find felix. i mean, the house is so big and there are so many rooms that you just can never remember which one is his.

you open the door to find someone else. farleigh. he’s fast asleep, sort of sprawled out on his bed. he literally has only his boxers on as he sleeps peacefully. how is he not cold? well, that doesn’t matter right now. your in pain and you need some sort of pain killer.

you tip toe into his room, trying not to sound like some sort of robber or something. you make your way next to his bed and just look at him for a minute. he usually so.. i don’t know.. alive and snarky. but now, he’s so peaceful and his mouth isn’t running for once. and you still wonder how the hell he isn’t freezing cold when he doesn’t even have a shirt on.

you lightly touch his arm, trying to calmly wake him up. you were desperate to stop the pain. his skin is soft.. and his muscles are relaxed..

“farleigh..”

you whisper as a soft groan comes from him. he’s kinda waking up..