lay me down (romeo and juliet!jilix)
bc anna called me a coward and i am not: a coward
@chenle
we been knew this was gonna happen because I have zero (0) self control
this thing is 11,111 words (i wish i was joking, this is even worse than my hyunlix au ;-;) and the entire thing is just me waxing poetic about jisung (im not even sorry)
have a masterlist
all the links in here are songs!! u obviously don’t have to listen to them but i thought they were nice, and i fit them in where i imagined them playing if this were a movie
i love all members of skz !!!! and i love jaemin and lucas !!!! for the characters i just kinda went with my gut on who should be who so that’s why the people are who they are
i took a few creative liberties with the story because i felt like it but it’s basically the same
warning for violence! it’s v minor and non descriptive, but there are mentions of blood and sword fighting and all that fun shakespeare stuff
i wrote two separate endings (one sad and one happy) for u lovelies because ur hearts are too precious to break
sad ending / happy ending
aight let’s get it
it’s been a while since I’ve read romeo and juliet but here we go
felix as romeo means he’s gotta have his #montaguesquad
aka chan, hyunjin, seungmin, jeongin
all of stray kids are jisung antis lmao they could all be in the montague squad
felix’s benvolio aka his Right Hand Man and best cousin ever is, of course, seungmin, who for some reason rly has it out for changbin? felix doesnt know
which leaves the capulet gang changbin and minho !!!
yeet
since jisung is the only child of lord and lady capulet, he isnt rly allowed 2 like ,,,,,, do stuff
gotta preserve that bloodline, u kno
it’s just him and his nurse most of the time
he’s very unaware of all the capulet/montague drama
even the drama that’s happening right now
seungmin and jeongin r just strolling along, minding their own business when
they catch sight of minho
D:
their mortal enemy!!
“look who it is!” minho says “come to offer up your swords?”
when they make eye contact, jeongin immediately flips minho off
“did u just put ur finger up at me, pipsqueak?”
“I did put my finger up, yes”
jeongin abskfjs
“yeah, but was it at me?”
“idk, you tell me”
JEONGIN MINHO IS GONNA SMASH UR KNEECAPS D:
seungmin taps jeongin on the shoulder
“dude, maybe we dont want to start a fight? Prince Jinyoung seemed rly mad last time ,,,,,”
seungmin is the pacifist :D
“I’m hoping for your sake that you didnt put your finger up at me” minho jeers
seungmin: jeongin no
jeongin, already drawing his sword: jeongin YES
[they fight]
seungmin’s really trying his hardest to stop the fight bc he doesnt want his baby getting hurt
but then
out of nowhere
changbin comes
oh god
the crowd of civilians who have gathered around the fight parts for him, and seungmin wishes it hadnt
“what’s going on here?” changbin lazily asks minho, who makes direct eye contact with seungmin as he answers
“jeongin just attacked me out of nowhere”
“seungmin,” changbin starts, tone light and mocking, “don’t start again, do you want to get in trouble? I know you montagues have trouble understanding simple things, but fighting is bad”
seungmin is no longer the pacifist D:
he CHARGES changbin lmao
the crowd around them is loud and panicked, and seungmin grits his teeth
changbin is a skilled swordsman, no doubt
but seungmin’s rage will fuel him
and nothing can get in his way!!!!!
well
except Prince Jinyoung
who steps out onto the street, looking mad as heck
“WHAT IS GOING ON?” he screeches
the four of them stop fighting immediately
“I told you no more brawls! and in broad daylight, too. you’re disturbing this city, and I have had enough of it. your houses are of noble blood! you should be ashamed of yourselves.”
they all hang their heads, looking like kicked puppies
changbin meets seungmin’s eyes and smirks
seungmin’s blood boils
“if I see any members of the houses of capulet or montague fighting, the offenders will be put to death”
and prince jinyoung stalks away, anger swirling around him like his cape
jeongin links arms with seungmin and steers him away as quickly as possible
“don’t give him the time of day, honestly. he gets under my skin, too”
seungmin sighs
“I’ll see you later innie, I’m gonna go find felix”
“hah! good luck, he’s probably still wandering around in the forest, mooning over that boy!”
which he is
felix, like jisung, is also very unaware of the capulet/montague drama
but for a very different reason
hes lonely ;-;
he accidentally fell head over heels for na jaemin
who, very unfortunately, is not head over heels for him
which means felix is :((((
he’s been spending a lot of time walking around aimlessly in the forest
I also wander aimlessly in forests because I love jaemin tbh
he’s sitting on a rock, staring into a pond when seungmin is suddenly sitting next to him
“hey felix! how’s it going?” seungmin says, as cheery as possible
felix just sighs, resting his cheek in his palm
“hhhh ,,,,, im sad ,,,,,,,,,, ”
there’s silence for a bit before felix speaks again
“I had a dream last night, you know”
“oh?” seungmin asks “me too”
“really? what did you dream?”
“that dreamers often lie”
felix laughs “you may be right ,,,,, I think my heart is lying to me :(((”
poor lixie :(((
seungmin doesnt even need to ask felix to elaborate! felix does it all on his own :-)
“my heart keeps telling me I can have jaemin, but I can’t. no matter how much I want him, I cant have him”
“it be like that sometimes”
felix sighs again
“ye ,,,, my heart aches ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,”
he sounds so Sad, and seungmin is sick of it
“no, you know what? let’s go out into town, we’ll find you a guy who is so wonderful you won’t even remember what jaemin looks like, let alone still be in love with him”
“;-;”
“cmon!!!!!”
so seungmin pulls felix into town!!!! he’s gonna take his boy out shopping and find them a party !!!!!!!!!!!
they’re walking around the city when seungmin sees a messenger boy holding a list, looking lost
“dude do u need some help?” seungmin asks
the boy looks so relieved ;;;;;
“ya ,,,,, do you know how to read?”
“i can read my own fortune ,,,,, of misery ,,,,,,,,,,,” - felix, sad
“cool” - messenger boy, unbothered
“ignore my friend he’s emo” - seungmin, tired “what do you need help reading?”
the messenger gives him a paper; it’s a list of people that felix reads over his shoulder
“what is this list for?”
“my master, lord capulet, is throwing a party!”
“cool” - seungmin, who now has a plan
as soon as they help the boy and send him on his way, seungmin turns to felix
“DUDE, WE’RE GATE-CRASHING THE CAPULETS” - seungmin, ecstatic
“ok!” - felix, who’s only agreeing because he saw jaemin’s name on the list and he wants to spend the whole night pining over him
i mean , ,,, , mood
yeeet
anyways
jisung’s mom comes into his room when he wakes up
according to the nurse, she has some Important News
and he is excited!!!! maybe this important news is good news
but
turns out
it’s not
“u want me to marry WHO”
“nothing’s set in stone yet! we would just like you to consider his proposal! the marriage would be good for the family.”
“D:”
jisung is Too Young to think about marriage!!! and to Wong Lucas???
yea he’s handsome but he’s, like, twice jisung’s size!!! he could snap jisung in half by accident!!!!!!!!!!!!
“your father is throwing a ball tonight, and lucas will be invited. just try to get to know him, ok? we just want you to consider. you are still young, so don’t panic.” - jisung’s mom, trying her best
“mkay” - jisung, already panicking
his nurse helps him get ready for the ball, and she has to put his makeup on because his hands are shaking
poor baby ;-;
lmao seungmin is putting on felix’s makeup too we love cinematic parallels
“I can do it myself, you know”
“no u cant!!!! ur too sad to put on party makeup!!!! don’t worry, i got u!!!!! ur gonna look so hot, my dude!!!!!!!”
ughf get u a friend like seungmin
and now
the party!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
seungmin enlists chan to come with him and felix to the party
they use the power of teamwork to dispel felix’s doubts about going and try to convince him it’s for the best
the three of them walk through the doors like they own the place, even though it couldn’t be farther from the truth
“lix, just go and have a good time!!! your sorrows can’t reach you here!!!!” chan encourages felix, who nods and wanders off aimlessly
jisung’s nurse gives him one last hug before he opens his bedroom door and goes out into the party
“just have a good time! nothing is certain!”
jisung nods at her, grateful, before running his hand through his hair and yeeting himself right out of that room
he walks down the sweeping staircase slowly, surveying the room and trying to calm his racing heartbeat
felix gets a glass of champagne and cranes his neck, looking for a flash of the brightness of jaemin’s smile
all thoughts of that smile, though, bleed out of his mind as he faces the staircase
“hey” he nudges the server beside him “who is that?”
felix just nods his head in the general direction of the staircase rather than actually pointing the boy he sees out, and the servant can’t tell who he’s talking about
“idk bro”
felix, not realizing the server is walking away, “he’s so beautiful”
and he is
it’s like the world slows down for him
felix doesn’t even notice as the noise from the rest of the party fades out, leaving only the pounding of his heart, which is in his ears
the boy is dressed in a forget-me-not blue, and his golden blond hair falls around his face like each individual strand was carefully placed by an angel, and his honey skin glows under the dim lights of the ballroom
there’s a rosy red to his cheeks and a deeper red to his lips, and he moves with a certain undeniable grace, and felix has never beheld such beauty before
love, certainly, had never existed until this boy breathed it out
jaemin who?
he is so entranced that he doesnt hear what’s happening not ten feet from him
changbin, outraged: “didn’t you hear his voice? his accent? he is doubtlessly felix, from the house of montague! we must throw him out instantly, or have you forgotten the prince’s declaration? they are nothing but trouble, the whole lot of them. felix included.”
lord capulet: “my boy, he is doing nothing troubling to us. let us enjoy the night, and let him do the same. felix has a reputation of being well-behaved and dignified. i will not act upon a conflict which has not been started.”
changbin, more outraged: “oh, so ur taking his side over mine ! ur own nephew !! i see how it is !!!”
lord capulet: “little boy, i’m ur master, and u will Not start a fight”
changbin: “HES A VILLAIN”
lord capulet: “NO MORE THAN YOU”
changbin: “:o”
felix will pay 4 this >:(
well
not right now
right now, felix is having the time of his life
after the song has ended, he walked up to the beautiful boy, daring to reach out and hold his hand
his hands are so soft, and theyre bigger than felix’s, and felix is absfdjksg in LOVE
“if the touch of my hand offends you, allow me to make up for the offense with a kiss”
FELIX U SMOOTH BINCH
the boy meets felix’s eyes and felix is left breathless yet again
his red lips pull open into a smile
how could you not fall in love with that smile? it emanates the light of the sunrise and the color of the sunset, the warmth of the sun and the mystery of the moon, the promise of love and the comfort of happiness
“but give your hand more credit! you are showing respectful devotion, like a pilgrim praying. don’t you know that the clasp of a pilgrim’s palm to a saint’s statue’s is like a kiss?”
the boy’s eyes are locked with felix’s, and felix follows the welcoming curve of his mouth, the inviting softness of his gaze, the tantalizing feeling of him intertwining his fingers with felix’s
he tugs on felix’s hand and felix follows without a semblance of hesitation
“pilgrims and saints have lips, too, do they not?” felix asks as they walk
“they do; they have lips for prayer” the boy says, sweet and soft and everything felix has ever wanted
they’ve stopped walking, and now they’re in a small alcove down a quiet hallway, lit by the moon and the candles in their sconces
the boy doesn’t let go of felix’s hand until he’s pulled felix real close
felix can’t really think straight (like he could ever) with this boy so close to him
with the space between them diminished to nearly nothing and the moonlight streaming in, highlighting the boy’s face like that’s its one purpose, felix’s chest feels light, bright. home. this was meant to happen. the stars blink down at him, pleased.
there’s a lock of hair that falls in front of the boy’s face
“will you receive my prayer?” felix asks, using his free hand to brush it away
he looks deep into the boy’s eyes. he can see it, he knows that the boy’s feeling the same thing
how could he not? this feeling, it’s stronger than gravity, closer than earth
there’s starlight swimming in the boy’s gaze as he nods
and then felix closes his eyes and leans forward
and then they’re kissing
felix is a little taller, so he has to lean down a bit
(not that he minds, of course. at this point, he would do anything to keep this boy in his arms.)
the boy tilts his head and slides his arms up around felix’s shoulders
his touch is so warm, and his mouth is so soft, and he makes a little noise in the back of his throat as felix moves his hands down to his waist
felix breathes him in, and when they part it’s like this boy is the moon (he is surely more beautiful, and there’s moonlight spilling from his lips when he smiles, leans in next to felix’s ear, and whispers “you kiss like you’ve studied how")
felix laughs, hushed and bright and only for the boy’s ears
“for you, I have studied all my life”
he is so smooth when will ur kpop boy ever
the boy cups felix’s cheek with one hand, and his eyes are flitting across felix’s face, drinking him in
“I have never studied,” he breathes. he is so close, and felix’s mind is so clouded, but this boy is completely in focus. “will you teach me?”
the boy leans forward, pulling felix down, and they’re kissing again
the boy moves back one, two steps until felix is pressing him into the wall
the boy’s hands are in felix’s hair now and felix has never felt like this before
so ,,,, so right ,,,, so in love
(he’s always been a hopeless romantic)
they break apart once more, and moving away felix swears he sees every star in the sky reflected back at him when he looks into the boy’s eyes
who are you? he thinks, and he’s about to ask that very same question when a woman’s voice sounds out in the hallway
“my boy!”
the boy presses one last, lingering kiss to felix’s lips, whispering “gotta go,” before slipping in between his fingers and out into the hallway
“your mother wishes to speak to you,” comes the same voice
felix waits a couple moments before exiting as well, and the boy is gone but the woman who was calling him is still standing there
“who is he?” felix asks, and he flushes when the woman, who is most likely a nurse based on her clothing, raises an eyebrow at him, realizing how flustered he must look
it’s almost like he just made out with someone in a closet
“jisung,” the nurse says after a second of judgemental silence, and felix’s heart soars. jisung. jisung, jisung, jisung. now he has a name to accompany the beautiful face, the breathless presence, the burning feeling in his heart. “son of capulet.”
and then there’s ice.
jisung. son of capulet.
god, that’s just felix’s luck, isn’t it? falling in love with the son of his father’s sworn enemy, the one person felix should never want
(it’s a bit too late to not want him; felix is already in too deep. he’s always put his heart before his head.)
jisung, he thinks again, the name already stuck in his head
he’s starting back towards the ballroom, still in a daze, when all of a sudden chan and seungmin are on either side of him
“you ready to go, ‘lix?” chan asks
“yeah, now that the night’s at its best, it’s the best time to leave” seungmin chimes
felix doesn’t want to leave, but he has to face the facts: he probably won’t find jisung again, and he probably shouldn’t find jisung again. so he nods, and the three of them try to find their way out of the castle
they find an exit and walk out into a courtyard, and felix looks up to see the moon
he just thinks of jisung
I know our families are enemies, but can’t we make an exception for love? I want to spend the rest of my life with him; i can’t imagine loving anyone else
sad boi hours
he just wants to see jisung one more time, and even though he shouldn’t be walking around the capulet estate, especially alone, he tells chan and seungmin that he left something in the ballroom and tells them to go on ahead
and then he goes through the garden, trying his best to guess where jisung’s room might be
he thinks of jisung; where is he now? is he thinking of felix?
to answer his first question, jisung is currently standing back in the hallway.
to answer his second question, yes, jisung is thinking about felix. well, he’s thinking about the handsome (like, ridiculously handsome; illegal handsome) boy who turned his world upside down with a kiss. he doesn’t know felix’s name
after his mother was done talking to him, he rushed back to the hallway, praying that the boy hadn’t left
which he had :((((
now jisung is just talking to his nurse
jisung: “do you know who that was?”
his nurse, knowing full well who jisung is talking about: “who are you talking about?”
jisung: “the boy, the brown-haired one in the black clothes with the gold trimming. the one who wouldn’t dance”
his nurse: “idk bro”
jisung: “can u find out ,,,, b le ase ,,,,,,,,,, it’s important ,,,,”
jisung, internally: ‘he better not be married he better not be married he better not be married’
his nurse: “his name is felix!! son of montague”
jisung: “D:”
son of montague
of all the people in the world, jisung had 2 go and fall in love with !!
the Odd Ass City !!
well ,,, ,, at least he’s not married
jisung goes right to his room after hearing that
felix ,,,,,,,, jisung wants to see him again, even though he shouldn’t
jisung gets into his pjs and washes his face before flopping onto his bed, sinking into his comforter and letting out a full-body sigh
he can’t stop thinking about felix, his mind still reeling from their kiss, his entire body still warm from the places felix touched
but you can’t have him
he remembers the way felix looked when jisung first saw him: holding a glass of champagne, standing off to the side of the ballroom
(he remembers nearly tripping down the stairs, losing all sense of being when he saw felix smile)
but you will never have him
he remembers the way felix took his hand; the way his voice sounded; the way his eyes shone in the moonlight when he was holding jisung, when he was kissing jisung, when—
stop, stop, stop, you can’t be together
jisung whines into his blankets before rolling out of bed and landing with a thump on the floor
he gets a blanket from the foot of his bed and wraps it around his shoulders, shuffling out to his balcony with a pout on his face
“why does he have to be felix?” jisung asks the moon. the moon doesn’t answer.
“why does his name even matter? capulet, montague. who cares, anyway? a rose by any other name would smell as sweet. i hate that we are apart because of something as simple as a name, i hate that we can’t see past this feud.
“why does any of it matter? i love him. shouldn’t that be enough?”
“it is enough!” calls a voice, and jisung snaps his head up
was that the moon?
“my love,” comes the voice again, and oh, it’s not coming from the sky. jisung looks around, following the voice, and he peers over the balcony edge to see a boy
the boy who’s been running through jisung’s thoughts endlessly
“your love is enough for me. i’ll throw out my name if it means you will be free to love me as i love you”
jisung’s heart warms
he’s not giving up on me, either
jisung, touched but also very worried: “wyd here boy u could DIE the guards r gonna kill u”
felix, a passionate dumbass: “my love for you will shield me from all harm! let them come with swords and spears. they cannot touch me. i’d risk it all for u”
“if you are true with your intentions, then prove it,” jisung says, because he has to be sure. “if you are true with your love, then marry me. if you are true with your love, i’ll follow you anywhere, i’ll lay my heart at your feet. and if not …” he takes a breath, steeling himself. “and if you are not true with your love, then i beg you to leave me be. spare me the heartbreak.”
“i have never been more true, my love,” felix says, sincerity dripping from his tone, desperate for jisung to hear it, to believe him, to know that felix has never wanted anything more than to love him
“jisung!” jisung’s nurse calls from inside, making him jump
“i’m called inside now, but i will return to you. is there somewhere i can find you?”
“i’ll send word by nine tomorrow morning, of when and where we are to be married.”
“jisung!!” jisung’s nurse calls, louder, more insistent
“i await your message, and wish you a safe return home.”
“a thousand times good night, then. until tomorrow, my love.”
felix waits until jisung is back inside his room before turning and leaving through the dark garden
‘to be peace, or sleep,’ he thinks wistfully, ‘and to accompany you to bed. a dream for the future, i suppose.’ he turns, allowing himself one last look at the drawn curtains of jisung’s window before heading on his way
the next day
felix wakes up with the sunrise, and makes his way downtown, walking fast, 2 speak to his buddy friar laurence
friar laurence, who listened to felix’s whining about jaemin not two days ago: “u sure u wanna marry this guy? it sounds like you really like him, but u also seem kinda ,,,,,,,, fickle”
felix, who doesn’t know what friar laurence is talking about bc he literally doesn’t even remember jaemin: “huh? no dude i loVE HIM !!!! i promise it’s for real !!!!! i wanna marry him ;-;-;-;-;”
friar laurence doesn’t believe him at first, but felix seems very sincere, and what damage could this do, anyway? and who knows—this could be the thing that finally ends the montague-capulet feud. nothing like young love to solve all ur problems!!!!! so he agrees to marry them, and felix literally Lights Up
what a sweetie :((((
felix sends a message to jisung immediately
he’s !!!!!!!!!! So Excited
:D :D :D :D
he gets to marry the love of his life, the most beautiful boy in the world, with a smile like the sun and eyes like the moon
a win for the gays
when jisung gets the letter with a ring enclosed in the envelope with it, he tells his nurse after making her promise she won’t tell; she helps him get ready
they plan a way to let jisung and felix spend the night together after their marriage; jisung’s nurse gets a ladder for felix to climb up onto the balcony when it’s dark to avoid the guards and thus avoid getting killed, which would be unfortunate
jisung is :D rly excited
he wants more than anything to be felix’s, and for felix to be his
his nurse finishes fixing his lipstick, and ruffles his hair. “you look beautiful, sung. that boy is lucky to have you”
jisung smiles. “if anything, we’re lucky to have each other”
being in love is something like a dream must be, but there’s no dream in the world that could be better than this
when jisung gets to friar laurence’s small, secluded garden, his heart can’t stop fluttering
felix is there already, and there’s an unmistakable, unfiltered expression of affection settled across his beautiful face as he looks at jisung
jisung feels :,,) so treasured
as he always should !!!!!!!
the ceremony is barely that; it’s short, and it’s nothing extravagant: just the three of them, but felix could never wish for more as he takes jisung’s hands and says “i do,” and jisung could never hope for more as he meets felix’s eyes, warm and safe, and says “i do”
felix’s hands are steady as he slips the simple silver ring onto jisung’s fourth finger, and jisung kisses felix’s knuckles as he reciprocates the action
friar laurence leaves them alone in the garden, and felix’s arms wind themselves around jisung’s waist like they’re meant to be there, and jisung smiles like he’s meant to take the place of the sun, and felix is so in love with him
they’re dancing, and there’s no music so they make their own, jisung humming some tune that felix might recognize if he focused on it
(he won’t, though—he can’t focus on anything but jisung right now)
jisung reaches forward and brushes felix’s hair back, and it’s like he’s physically unable to stop smiling
he steps forward and buries his face in the side of felix’s neck, still beaming like the whipped fool he is
he only smiles harder when felix’s hands come up, small but so, so gentle, one cradling jisung’s head and the other rubbing soothing circles into jisung’s side
they both want the moment to last forever, but as the church bells ring in the distance to signal noon it has to come to an end
it takes every single ounce of jisung’s willpower to pull away from the warmth of felix’s arms, especially when felix turns his head to press a small kiss to jisung’s temple
“hey,” felix whispers, like he knows exactly how jisung feels. (he does, because he’s feeling the exact same way.) “i’ll see you tonight, okay?”
jisung nods, but he’s :( still :(( pouting :(((
felix makes to leave, and jisung pulls him in for one last kiss. “return to me.”
felix smiles in the way that makes jisung want to never let him go. “always, my love.”
and then he’s gone, with jisung staring after him for one, two, three seconds before going back in to thank friar laurence, then heading back home
and now
:-)
remember when changbin said felix would pay? well ,,,,,,
felix is basically skipping down the street
he just got married, he’s gonna see his husband tonight, he met up with seungmin and chan just 2 hang out and laugh ,,, he’s having a grand time!!!!
lol
fate said p e r i s h
well it was more like changbin said perish but u get the idea
“FELIX!” comes an Angery shout, and felix, seungmin, and chan all turn around in surprise
there he is: changbin, felix’s new cousin-in-law! but he’s not looking like he’s about to throw felix a welcome-to-the-family party :/
chan steps in front of felix as if it’s by instinct, and seungmin’s hand darts to the handle of his sword in its sheath, cautious
“so you really thought you could come to the house of capulet, huh? really thought that would go unnoticed?” changbin spits. “don’t you know your dirty shoes aren’t welcome to walk on capulet floors? lord capulet might think you’re some sort of respectable do-gooder, but we both know that’s not true.”
felix is Panicking™
“changbin, i don’t want to fight you,” felix says evenly. “i’m sorry for offending you, but i really had no ill intentions. please, let’s just sort this out, civilly.”
chan and seungmin: ?????????????
did felix drink Soft Juice overnight ? or Idiot Juice ?? Scared Juice ??? what did he drink ????
“there was nothing civil about your intrusion of the capulet manor last night.” changbin’s drawing his sword now. “going for double standards? how typical of a montague.”
chan and seungmin are Confusion
felix isn’t even tense, it looks like he’s actually not planning to fight at all—won’t he defend his house? his family? himself?
chan: fck it ,,, i’ll do it myself
so when changbin strikes first, chan’s there to deflect it
felix is trying to protect chan and stop the fight and not die all at once, and it’s not working out so well for him
in all the confusion, somehow changbin gets his sword in the gap underneath felix’s arm, and then chan falls to the ground
felix’s heart stops
no, not chan, anyone but chan, no, no no nonono
felix can’t even breathe in his panic, rushing over and falling to the ground beside him
chan: “honestly fck both of u”
then his eyes fall closed, and his chest stills
chan? chan? o my fckin god he fckin dead
IM SORRY I HAD TO
felix loses it; that was his best friend, that was chan who’s always there to smile and joke and hug felix if he needs a hug, and now he’s gone, and felix pulls out his sword and then it’s all over
he doesn’t even realize what he’s done until seungmin taps him on the shoulder
“dude, you need to get out of here, right now”
felix’s eyes clear, and he sees changbin’s body on the ground, sees blood on his own sword
his stomach turns, and seungmin gestures him away “go!”
and so felix goes
he waits, tense and desperate for news
he knows prince jinyoung will not be lenient; he promised death for any citizen who disturbed the streets again
at least he didn’t start the fight!
but he did finish it
(felix knows the living are judged more harshly than the dead)
felix just hopes the scales can even out in his favor, just enough for him to stay with jisung
inexplicably, the thought of jisung calms him down a bit. he traces the lines of his own palm, ghosting the paths jisung drew earlier. he twists his ring around his finger. he breathes in, breathes out
when friar laurence tells him the verdict, he tries stay calm, but
“banishm e n t ? ? ? ?”
friar laurence sighs “it’s better than death”
“hardly! what good is life if i cannot hold the one i love, nor ever return to him?”
“you still have the one night. perhaps it was not meant to be”
felix feels his chest constricting. “not meant to be? you wed us, just this morning. how am i meant to go on from here? there is nothing to living without jisung.”
“live tonight, then, and survive the rest.”
we had it, felix thinks, we had forever laying in front of us, ours for the taking. oh cruel fate! a lover’s desperation merely spurs you further, i see.
it’s nearly ironic, how the ladder up to jisung’s room is so steady. everything going according to plan, everything turning out exactly as it should
except—
“is it true?” comes jisung’s voice, breathless as felix climbs onto the balcony. he looks like he’s been waiting out here a while, his cheeks and nose tinged pink from the wind.
felix takes a deep breath. “yes. when the daylight comes, i have to go.”
“and changbin? chan? my nurse told me they are slain.”
felix nods, and he can’t bear to raise his head and see jisung. “i’m sorry.”
jisung’s hand raises felix’s chin so their eyes meet. felix sees nothing but kindness in jisung’s eyes, and that might be what hurts most. “it’s okay. you returned to me. and we have tonight.”
jisung takes felix’s hand and leads him inside, and felix’s mind is clear now. the past is over, their future is inevitable. but he has right now.
he has jisung, and he has the way the yellow light flickers in jisung’s room, and he has the steady beating of jisung’s heart, tangible even through the silk of his shirt
jisung’s nightclothes are, perhaps, even more beautiful than his formal ones, if only for the way they hang loosely around his shoulders, revealing golden skin and magnetic collarbones
felix kisses jisung, he kisses him until both of them are dizzy, until jisung’s melted into something like water in felix’s hands and all felix can do is hold him close
jisung is breathtaking like this, in his entirety, with messy hair and flushed cheeks and cherry-red lips, and when he falls backwards onto the bed he brings felix with him
he’s radiating light from underneath felix, and he giggles, bright and soft, when felix presses fluttering kisses to the smooth skin of his neck
“my love,” felix murmurs into his shoulder.
“that tickles,” jisung whispers, and felix can’t see his face but he knows there’s a smile there, so he does it again.
“my love, my love, my love.” he kisses jisung one, two, three times
jisung tugs on felix’s shirt, guiding him back up to his mouth, and felix follows without hesitation
jisung is so warm. he’s so warm, and he’s so pretty, and felix is so in love with him
the feeling fills him up and he breaks away from jisung for a moment, just to watch jisung’s chest rise and his eyes blink open. just to watch his lips curl up into a smile that makes everything okay.
felix leans forward to press a kiss to his forehead, running a hand through his hair, messing with it until jisung laughs again
(that laugh, too. everything about jisung makes the world seem a little less cruel.)
felix kisses his forehead again, because he can now and he won’t be able to tomorrow. “my sun and moon,” he says quietly, and he watches an endearing blush crawl across jisung’s cheeks and ears
“lix,” he whines, bringing his hands up to cover his face
felix smiles, blushing a bit himself at the nickname, before slipping his hands around jisung’s wrists and moving them away from jisung’s face and above his head, keeping them secure there
he kisses jisung, again and again and again, because he can’t wait for tomorrow, and he hopes jisung can feel all the love felix holds in his heart for him
(just in case he can’t, though, felix tells him about it. jisung deserves to know how cherished he is.)
jisung wiggles his hands out of felix’s grasp to curl into the hair at the nape of felix’s neck, and felix feels safe, feels the love emanating from jisung’s very being, wrapping around the two of them and protecting them from the rest of the world. just for tonight, but that’s all they need right now.
jisung’s skin is warm to the touch, and barely-audible whimpers escape his mouth as felix’s fingers dance, feather-light, down his collarbones, across his shoulder blades, everywhere
his touch burns but it heals, going back in time and healing any scar, any scratch, visible or not, that jisung’s ever had until he feels complete
jisung looks into felix’s eyes, dark and timeless and reflecting every bit of fondness, every bit of love that jisung himself feels brimming underneath his skin
now that they’re this close, and the light is spilling over felix’s face, jisung can see the freckles that dot felix’s cheeks. felix’s breath hitches as jisung runs the pad of his thumb along his cheek, connecting the dots
jisung falls all over again
(how could he not?)
they are the same in that moment: young, and scared, but so, so in love. if there’s one thing jisung’s certain about, it’s that no one could ever compare to the boy above him
when the night finally slows down, time finds felix laying with his head resting on jisung’s chest, with jisung’s hands tracing patterns on the skin of felix’s back
“i don’t want to go,” felix says, hushed. jisung’s arms come to hold him more tightly.
“i don’t want you to go,” he whispers back into felix’s hair before pressing a kiss there.
felix wishes he could promise to stay
but he can’t; all he can do is lay a hand where jisung’s heart is beating, slow and steady, and breathe
jisung’s not sure if he actually ends up falling asleep or not; he remembers the gray light of the night shining through his open curtains and he remembers just looking at felix, looking at the boy in his arms, committing everything to memory because in a few hours he’ll be gone
felix’s lips are pouty as he sleeps, and his cheeks round out, and his eyelashes are dark against his skin
there’s an eyelash on felix’s cheek. jisung gently sweeps his thumb across to get it. he blows it off his thumb. i wish for you to return to me.
even asleep, felix is burning bright, and jisung feels that sense of longing again, the same sense he got when he first saw felix at the ball
god, that feels like a million years ago
jisung closes his eyes
if only they had a million years more
he sighs into the cold of the night. it’s not nearly loud enough, but he tucks felix closer and lays his head down
when the morning comes
jisung hears the birds chirping outside, cheerful and carefree, and he wants more than anything to join them
the sun hasn’t yet risen, but felix needs to leave
(as much as jisung doesn’t want him to, the alternative is worse)
he nudges felix a couple times to get him to wake up, and felix groans, muffled in jisung’s neck, before rolling over
jisung has to grab him so he doesn’t roll right off the side of the bed, and when felix’s eyes flutter open and see jisung’s blinding grin holding back a laugh, he can’t help but smile back
jisung revels in that moment, that brief suspension in time where nothing exists except felix’s bright laugh, falling so easily from his mouth as his shoulders shake
felix’s hair is so messy from sleep that jisung really can’t stop himself from reaching forward and combing through it
“so messy,” he scolds jokingly, laying it flat
“thank you, my love,” felix replies, the second part quieter, like it got caught in his throat
their eyes meet, and suddenly it’s hard to breathe, and it’s even harder to believe that this is it
god, this is it
felix sees jisung’s face fall, and he hates that he can’t do anything about it
“i’ll always be with you, yeah?” felix says, quiet. he cups jisung’s face with both his hands. “you’ll always have me. i’ll return to you, in memories and in dreams.” he takes jisung’s hand, the one with his wedding ring. “i made you a promise of forever with this, and i intend to keep it. i’ll love you forever, jisung. even if i can’t hold you.”
felix wipes away the tear that slides down jisung’s cheek, then kisses it for good measure. jisung sniffles.
“stay safe out there. i heard about a plague, and if you die from it, i’ll kill you. and,” he hesitates for a second, looking up at felix. felix can see the morning sun rising in his eyes. “just …” he trails off, leaning forward to kiss felix, only for a second. “just don’t forget me, okay?”
felix laughs, light and soft despite the heaviness in his chest. “my love. how could i forget you? i’d sooner forget my heart.”
and then jisung nods, and felix stands up from the bed, handing out a hand to pull jisung up with him
“you have everything you need? food for the trip, enough money, extra jacket?” jisung is smoothing out nonexistent wrinkles in felix’s shirt. “it gets cold out there, you know, you won’t be warm enough in what you’re wearing.” jisung turns to his closet and felix doesn’t argue when he comes back with a coat. he knows it’s the small things like this that’ll make jisung feel better, so he accepts it gratefully.
but when there’s nothing left for jisung to straighten, to fiddle with, to fix, he stands there in front of felix and has to face goodbye
he can’t stall anymore
that doesn’t mean he doesn’t try—he opens his mouth and scans felix for something to help, but when he meets felix’s eyes he just closes his mouth. there’s nothing left.
felix shakes his head, a heart-wrenchingly fond look in his eye as he steps forward and tilts his head down to kiss jisung, one last time
jisung puts his arms around felix’s neck, and felix holds jisung’s waist, and this is just like the first time they kissed but it could not be more different
jisung holds felix’s face as they part, and it’s so hard to not fall back in again. but jisung just swipes his hand across felix’s cheek, smearing the tears that started to stream down
he does it messily, not quite able to see through his suddenly-blurry vision, and he bites his lip, trying his best not to break down
“i love you,” he says, and it comes out like the cry he wanted so badly to contain. “i love you, i love you.” he’s never meant something more
why does any of it matter? i love him. shouldn’t that be enough?
“i love you,” felix repeats, as his voice breaks and his face crumples. his shoulders slump as he turns away
jisung wants so badly to ask him to return, wants felix to promise to return
but he can’t, because felix will promise the impossible, and jisung doesn’t want him to hurt
“remember me, my love,” felix says, and then he opens the balcony door and climbs down the ladder
and then he’s gone
i love him, but it’s not enough
jisung makes to turn back to his bed, but he can’t stand it. that was supposed to be their bed.
he stumbles over to the couch where his nurse does his makeup and cries, giving up on keeping quiet. he doesn’t care. let them hear his broken heart.
he’s so tired. he’s exhausted, and everything aches, and every time he tries to close his weary eyes he sees felix’s bright smile and every time he shifts he feels the cold air on his skin, feels the absence of felix’s arms, his presence
the capulet family is rich enough to buy jisung anything he wants but he can never have what he needs, never again
jisung doesn’t sleep that night
he wraps his arms around himself, as if that’ll hold him together, and watches the designs on the ceiling swirl and turn
(or maybe that’s just his eyes. he’s so tired.)
it takes a couple days for jisung to leave his room. his nurse has been bringing him food and coaxing him into new clothes, but she finally gets him to take a shower, and open the windows, and walk downstairs to join his parents for breakfast
he drinks orange juice and keeps his eyes on his fingers, tapping on the wood of the table
“jisung.” jisung doesn’t look up. he hears a sigh from his father. “i know you’ve been feeling down these past couple days, but i have some good news for you.
“lucas has agreed to marry you.”
now jisung looks up. “what?” his voice is hoarse from its only use being crying for so long. “i didn’t say i wanted to marry him.”
“yes, we know,” his mother says, tone placating and gentle, like jisung is fragile. (jisung doesn’t really mind. he feels fragile.) “but he really is a nice boy, and he will treat you well. the marriage will do both of our families well. he said he is willing to wait until you are ready, but your father and i took the liberty of setting up the date. we were planning to wait, but we decided you needed something to cheer you up.”
nothing cheers u up like marriage to someone u dont love
“without asking me? i don’t love him! i can’t marry him.” if jisung wasn’t so tired, he would be yelling.
“you can learn,” his father says, and his tone is clear. he’s starting to get annoyed.
“when is the wedding?”
“in three days’ time.”
“what? three days? i won’t.” jisung leans back and crosses his arms. “i won’t marry him. you can’t force this on me; you said i had a choice.”
“things have changed since then, jisung.” his father’s voice is cold.
“then they can change again! i won’t do it.”
“why are you being so unreasonable? so selfish? this is what is best for us all. we did this for you.”
“you didn’t! you did it for yourselves. i won’t marry lucas, especially not in three days.”
“then you’ll marry him in one day,” lord capulet snaps. jisung’s jaw goes slack.
“what?”
“you heard me. i’ll move your wedding to tomorrow. i obviously can’t trust you alone.”
i can’t, jisung wants to scream. i can’t marry him, i don’t love him, i never will, my heart belongs to someone else, my heart belongs to felix, i love felix, i miss felix, i need felix
if jisung had any tears left to cry, they would surely be falling steadfast. but he doesn’t, so they’re not, and he stands up, pushing his chair out.
he walks out without another word
his nurse comes to find him later on, and he’s curled up on his couch again, playing with his ring
“jisung, i know you’re hurting, but don’t you think it’s time to reconsider? you could have a comfortable life with lucas. felix is a nice boy, but i don’t think it’s wise to hold onto him for too long.”
don’t they understand that this isn’t the type of thing you can just move on from? jisung really thought his nurse would understand—she’s the only person besides friar laurence who knows about his marriage to felix
:o
friar laurence !
jisung can ask him for guidance !!
he’ll know what to do !!!
so he nods along and agrees with his nurse’s spiel so it will end as quickly as possible, and when she’s done he thanks her for setting him straight and letting him see reason
she pats him on the shoulder before leaving. “i hope you feel better soon.”
then he goes right to friar laurence
“i knew i’d be seeing you sometime soon, jisung” he says, sighing. “how are you holding up?”
“i’m not.”
and jisung spills everything about his parents and lucas. and felix. (he talks so much about felix. he just can’t stop himself from feeling, it seems)
the friar takes one look into jisung’s eyes and knows that he won’t take no for an answer, so he walks over to his cupboard and hands jisung a tiny vial
“drink this in the morning. to outside eyes, you will be dead. it’ll last long enough for you to be buried. felix will hear of your death, but i’ll write him the truth. he can meet you when you’ve woken up, and you can escape together.”
jisung thanks him profusely and tucks the vial away safely
he finally manages to sleep that night, tangled in the blankets and comforted by the thought of seeing felix again
in the morning, though, he hesitates
it could be poision, or it could do nothing, or it could do a thousand things other than make jisung appear dead. jisung doesn’t know what the friar’s intentions are, and for all he knows, this potion could make him actually dead.
but is it worth it? is it worth the risk of dying, to see felix again?
jisung knows his answer. the potion tastes awful going down, but he drinks it all. he hides the empty bottle in his medicine cabinet.
for the first couple minutes, nothing happens, and jisung swallows down disappointment. but before the hope fades out and resignation takes its place, he starts to feel tired. his head feels heavy, and his eyelids take a lot more effort to open than he remembers
i’ll see you soon, felix, he thinks, before it all goes dark
.
felix stares at the messenger in front of him. she’s the last messenger allowed in or out of the city—it’s quarantined now, the plague that jisung warned him about spreading at an alarming rate
“are you sure?” he asks, trying to still his trembling hands
the messenger nods, her eyes apologetic. “yes, sir. according to lady capulet, jisung was found dead in his bedroom this morning.”
“and his funeral?” felix presses on, despite the pain. he has to know.
“scheduled for this afternoon, when the wedding was to take place.”
this afternoon; that’s all felix needs to hear
he must look insane to the apothecary, begging for his fastest-acting poison, no matter the cost, but it doesn’t matter; nothing matters now except for jisung
he jumps onto his horse with the poison and an unlit lantern held tight in hand, ignoring the borders set by the quarantine, and races back home.
back to jisung.
sad ending / happy ending
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