#ix.os

Collateral damage was never something of his concern, when it came to men that was; his soft spot would always be for females and children     even though he claimed to hate kids. Constantly calling them ‘spawns of Satan’ himself.

Felix was currently pursing a stolen car, his rival had jacked a car from their storage and when the boss found out Felix was sent to retrieve it. It was his job after all. The raven haired male was speeding through the dim lit streets, left arm resting out of his window with a Tec-9 gripped between his digits. 

He’d been tailing the Jeep for quite some time, waiting until he got close enough before he pulled the trigger sending a storm of bullets into the back window of the car; sure he was damaging it but fixing it wasn’t a problem in his opinion. He was genuinely smiling, things of this kind thrilled him. It was a blissful haze of danger, recklessness and bloodshed. “Give me back my fucking car, dickhead!” The boy shouted from his window, unloading the rest of his clip; using his knees to keep the wheel of the car still Felix reloaded before returning to shoot once more.

Then, his wheels halted to a sharp stop, there was a body on the ground before him. Did he..? All thoughts of his job were set aside while the male cursed, throwing his weapon to the seat beside him as he quickly exited his car. “Oh shit, damn it. Where the fuck did you come from?” Speaking softly to himself the male knelt beside the stranger, prodding at their left arm just to find out he only grazed their shoulder, thankfully.

Another day in the life of Felix Oh, always acting on impulse and his immaturity caused him a good amount of drama more often than not. He’d gotten into a fight with one of his now, past friends; they’d been drunk, and thought it would be a good idea to start bad mouthing the boys mother knowing his past. And even if Felix hated her, he would never let someone other than himself disrespect her. The aftermath left the thief with a busted lip, bruises colored a greenish-purple scattered along his jaw and his nose was gushing blood. The crimson liquid covered his face in various places as well as his hands.

The hits he’d taken to the head left Felix dizzy, but regardless he placed a cigarette between his lips and tried making his way home, only to give up not long after he’d started. He opted to sit on the sidewalk curb, taking a deep drag from the menthol stick; footsteps heard behind him causing the male to turn his head trying to get a glimpse of who it was. But he only caught their darkened silhouette due to the lack of light outside.“The hell do you want?” Felix mumbled, hunching over the slightest with a faint groan of pain.

 It had been a fairly good day in the males opinion; he’d taken the other out like he promised he would just days before when the other had convinced him to do so. Felix was not easy nor soft in any way possible but he did tend to let them get away with much more than anyone else could when it came to domestic type things. They’d gone to the movies, gotten lunch afterwards and now he was driving towards their residential; his black Ferrari enzo glided along the concrete, it was his baby. It was his most prized possession, he bought it with his own money, he’d grinded to get it and it was in perfect condition, not a smudge nor a scratch. “It’s a left up here right?” He glanced over towards the frame beside him, Felix was usually very good at remembering directions though since he’d only picked them up a small handful of times. His foot eased up on the gas as the car slowed in front of the red light; and to his dismay, the thief’s worst nightmare had become true when a fairly large truck came slamming into the rear of his car with an immense amount of force. The impact caused the airbags to activate, whiplash bringing a painful throb to the raven haired boys neck leading down his spine. “Mother fucking..-” His blood was boiling, disregarding his own injuries Felix roughly removed his seat belt and got out of his car. “You have fucking eyes by any chance? This costs more than half the houses on this block. You shattered my window, and dented my bumper-” Malice was evident in his voice, Felix did not hesitate to walk up on the stranger until their noses were just barely touching. Felix was dangerous when he was upset, blackouts came when he fought and it usually ends with his opponent on the floor swimming in a pool of their own blood.