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"It was then, as the sky was beginning to illuminate ever so slowly, that you noticed movement out of the corner of your eye. Silently, you turned your head to catch a glimpse of a sight that you never thought you’d seen in your entire life.

For there was Lee Felix, bare-chested and trudging through the thick heated sand with a pair of tiny swim trunks clinging to his thick thighs. His entire focus was on the water just in front of him, as he made the trek from his parent's house to the shore. He had a pair of goggles in one hand, and a towel in the other. Each time he shifted forward, his muscles constricted, and you were left with a stark display of milky skin and a chiseled abdomen, and rippling forearms. "

HOWLING BC OF THIS ARGHHHH!! NOM NOM NOM

“Maybe I’ll see you around again, in the early mornings…” His words trailed off, making you turn back to catch a glimpse of the wistful look that danced across his face at the thought.

“Perhaps…” You mused, grinning softly just as you made your way into the house and closed the door shut behind you.

Main character is so much better than me bc I'd have evolved into an Olympic-level swimmer after this conversation😫

No like this story is actually so delicious pls pls pls

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← 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 ┊ 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 →

pairing: felix x fem!reader (afab) // chan x fem!reader (afab)

genre: nonidol/collegegrad!felix. waitress!reader. college au. hurt/comfort. angst. fluff. smut - MDNI, 18+ only. reader pov. friends to enemies to lovers au. slowburn romance. lots of pining. cheating. abusive boyfriend/ex. drama galore. the sexual tension is REAL in this one.

content & warnings: explicit & strong language. very thematic elements. felix is reader's estranged childhood bestie. chan is low-key an asshole in this ngl. heavy topics are mentioned such as: abusive/toxic relationships, cheating, and pathological lying. the summer vibes are real in this one. there will be humor/fluff throughout to balance everything. and ofc smut too because who am i if not a whore for filthy felix smut. 😉 18+ warnings under cut.

word count: 3.0k

summary: ever since you were born, all you've ever known is living a simple life in the small australian coastal town of bridgeport bay. you're content with working at your parent's beachside restaurant angel waves for the rest of your life, and you're happy with your place in the world - you have good friends and an even better boyfriend. that is, until everything comes to a standstill when a familiar face from the past visits town for the summer. and in the wake of his return, lee felix upturns everything you thought you were content with here in your comforting little beach town.

18+ warnings: mentions of chan x y/n having sex, and him railing her into the mattress (i.e. oblivion). y/n is also pretty fucked over from her long night with chan, so there's that too lmao.

a/n: this chapter is literally just y/n thirsting over felix. and like, can anyone blame her??? 💀 the man is a fucking beefcake and a daddy and a hot cunt lord in disguise and- okay, I will stop now and see myself out. 🧍‍♀️ goodnight ya'll. 👀

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ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ʀᴇᴘᴏsᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ sɪᴛᴇs (ᴛʜɪs ɪɴᴄʟᴜᴅᴇs ᴛʀᴀɴsʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴs). ©ʙʟᴏssᴏᴍᴡʀɪᴛᴇsᴛʜɪɴɢs ⤐ ᴀʟʟ ʀɪɢʜᴛs ʀᴇsᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ

Like a drug, you couldn’t seem to get Lee Felix out of your head. And that entire night, you had spent it pondering over him.

Obsessing over him.

Every time Chris leaned in to kiss you, you pictured his face right there - and the way he had looked at you right before he left the restaurant.

So hurt, so confused, so… angry, even.

And the anger is the thing that perplexed you the most.

So much so that, even while Chris was pounding away at you late that night after you had gone out to dinner at a fancy place in the area, you couldn’t stop yourself from overthinking everything.

As Chris’ cock reached all new parts inside of you, pushing you up his mattress with every powerful thrust of his hips, you felt yourself completely zone out - as you wondered and wondered over why Felix had looked so enraged that night at AW.

You couldn’t get the thought of him out of your mind, even well after Chris had finished and you had left his apartment.

And you lay awake in your bed, sleep seeming to be a fleeting thing that danced out of your grasp every time you tried to close your eyes.

Because every time your vision dimmed and dreamland threatened to take over everything, you were once again reminded of him.

And like a brick that was constantly being painfully hit over your head, you recalled that he was going to be living in Bridgeport Bay. For the entire summer. That realization caused you to stir in your bed well into the early morning, your stomach churning with a mixture of anxiety and anticipation.

Finally, just as the sun was starting to rise over the watery horizon, you decided to make your way out onto your house’s front porch, to hopefully catch a breath of fresh air and clear your head so that you could finally get some shut-eye.

With a fresh mug of steaming hot matcha green tea in hand, and a fuzzy blanket wrapped tightly around your shoulders, you settled in on one of the comfy whicker seats just outside the house’s front door.

You stayed like that for a little while, basking in the quiet stillness of the early morning. The sun’s rays were just starting to peak over the horizon of the sea, casting everything in a light shimmer of gold and peachy pink.

It was then, as the sky was beginning to illuminate ever so slowly, that you noticed movement out of the corner of your eye. Silently, you turned your head to catch a glimpse of a sight that you never thought you’d seen in your entire life.

Momentarily, you felt yourself swallow against the view of him. Of his ass in those tight shorts, as he languidly moved toward the lapping blue water. Then, in no time at all, he was diving headfirst into the sea. It must’ve been lukewarm, at best, since it was so early in the morning and the sun hadn’t had time to heat everything.

Still, he didn’t seem to give two shits about the chilliness, as he swam forward, growing farther and farther away from you. He hadn’t noticed your presence on your parent’s nearby porch. Otherwise, you were sure that he would’ve stopped in his tracks and waved good morning to you.

At least, the old Felix would’ve done so. The one from high school.

But then again, perhaps he had seen you. And he just hadn’t cared enough to give you the common courtesy of a simple ‘hello.’

You watched him the entire time, holding your breath as you observed the way his muscles contracted and pulled back with each one of his strokes. You stayed like that for a long time, studying him in bated silence. Waiting for him to notice you over the rim of his goggles.

He never did, though. And seemed too focused on his early morning swim to care about anything - or anyone - else.

Eventually, you seemed to get ahold of yourself. Reeling your thoughts back in and shifting your gaze onto the nearby mountainside that was blooming with greenery and flowers. The cove that surrounded your side of Bridgeport Bay was incredibly beautiful, and most of the sights around your parent’s house looked like they were right out of a tropical postcard.

Sometimes even you were shocked by how breathtaking everything was, even though you had lived in the same area your entire life. However, sometimes, on those off days that you’d have once in a while, you’d imagine what life was like outside of your little comfortable bubble.

What was it like in the rest of the world?

What was South Korea like-

The place where Felix had been living for the past four years.

You had heard and seen videos about the amazing culture there - and how the food was unique and the nightlife was out of this world.

Still, you could never seem to find the strength inside yourself to leave Bridgeport Bay. Your hometown held too many memories inside of its small location - too many past feelings and moments.

“Fancy seeing you out here so early.” A deep voice cut through your daydreams, and you were shocked out of your stupor of thought by the comment.

Your head snapped away from the flourishing mountainside so fast, that you were afraid you’d break your neck with such a quick movement. Instead, you were left with a wildly beating heart and flushing cheeks as you stared on at Felix.

His sandy-blonde hair was sopping wet, his nose a tiny bit pink from the biting, cerulean sea. Your eyes caught on the stray drop of water that raced down the plane of his chest, traveling south before gathering in his fucking too-tight pants.

“Yeah- I didn’t expect to see you diving into the sea at five in the morning.” You laughed in a raspy voice, carding an awkward hand through your hair. It was then that you were made aware of the state you were currently in - with thin pink linen pajamas thrown on haphazardly and makeup completely streaked from your long night with Chris just hours before.

“What can I say? I’ve become a man who’s quite the early bird.” Felix shrugged his muscular shoulders then, and just like you had assumed at the restaurant the day before, he was incredibly built. With him standing so close to the porch, you could get a clear view of his chiseled pecs and bulging biceps. And his legs… damn, gone were the days when he had been known around high school as the boy with ‘chopstick legs.’ “But what are you doing out here so early? I never took you as the kind of person who liked to sip on tea before the sun fully rose.”

Your fingers toyed with the rim of your mug that was half-empty, as you fought and practically failed in trying to stop gaping at his body. It was proving to be incredibly hard, though, with him standing so close and smelling of saltwater taffy and warm sand. “I… I couldn’t sleep, so I thought coming out here would do me some good.”

“Huh- long night, I guess?”

The way his voice dipped in insinuation with the words that flowed from his lips caused the blood in your veins to pulse a little harder, and you swallowed around the lump in your throat. He didn’t have to beat around the bush or say anything explicit, because you both knew what he was talking about.

He had seen the way Chris had been all over you the night before, while you were closing up Angel Waves. He had seen the way he put his hands on you, as he dipped into you for a passionate kiss.

And Lee Felix was no prude, no shrewd monk. He knew what sex was, and he knew the telltale signs of a long night ahead.

You tucked a strand of your messy hair behind your ear, finding it impossible to meet his eyes then. The heat of shame came over your entire form, and you felt it light up your cheeks in a furious crimson blaze. Your gaze caught on the lapping blue waves just behind him, with the sun shining down on the land below. “Y-Yeah, I guess you could say that…” Your voice trailed off, as your mind raced a mile a minute with thoughts of his perception of you in that moment.

What was he thinking, as his eyes studied your rumpled and sleep-deprived form?

Was he thinking you were an easy catch, from how Chris got into your bed so quickly that night?

Was he inwardly shaking his head at you for how you were still together with him in the first place?

Was he-

“Anyways, a couple of the guys from high school are throwing some welcome home party for me this Saturday night. I was wondering if you had heard anything about it?” Felix said nonchalantly, which instantly forced your eyes back onto him.

His eyes were a little hooded, dark, and stormy as he looked on at you. Studying you, and your reaction to his admission. A party… being thrown for him. By the guys from Bridgeport Bay High.

“Uhm- no, I didn’t know about it.” You shook your head, fingers nervously playing with a loose thread of the blanket that was thrown over most of your body. “Is it gonna be a big party or just some friends from high school?”

“I think it’s just my friends from back then… you know, like Jisung and Changbin and stuff. Anyways, I was wondering if you wanted to go?” He began, running a hand through his wet, messy hair and making himself look incredibly small and downright cute, with how he waited for your reply with big, sparkly eyes. “I mean, I know you're super fucking busy with summer classes and working at AW and-”

“Felix, just shut up, okay? I’d love to go.” You cut through his nonsensical ramblings, offering him a soft smile. “Besides, I’ve been meaning to get away from the daily grind… it’d be kinda fun, to start the summer season with a party and some old friends.”

His eyes widened at your answer, almost like he was expecting you to completely turn him down. Almost like, he thought you’d pick working at Angel Waves and university homework over going to a party with your friends. “Wow- okay, yeah… I mean, I think it’s gonna be a good time. You can invite whoever you want to. Like, it’s not a closed party or anything.”

“Great, then I’ll bring Chris and Yeji along with me.”

Immediately, his bright, shit-eating grin dropped. His face turned a little shadowy again, like the look he had had before when you had admitted to having a long night with Chan.

Obviously, he still wasn’t keen on the fact that you and Chris were still together. But since it had been so long since the two of you had talked with one another, and you were just starting to rekindle your friendship, you supposed that he didn’t feel like it was his place to tell you his feelings about everything.

After all, you had ended things altogether over your relationship with Chris. So it was quite a sore spot for both of you.

Like the elephant in the fucking room, you were reminded of why you had stopped talking in the first place. And it was all over your boyfriend.

“Do you know where it’s gonna be?” You asked, and that seemed to snap him out of his broody funk, as his face brightened up somewhat. He brushed the towel he had been holding in his hand through his locks, drying the blonde tresses off as best as he could.

“Yeah, pretty sure Jeongin’s hosting. You know where his place is, right?”

You nodded slowly, as you began to recall the last time you had been over at his house. You were never particularly close with some of Felix’s friends from high school, so you hadn’t seen most of them since your graduation. Even still, you could vaguely recall where Jeongin lived. “Yup- he’s on the corner of Albany Drive and Cornerstone, right? It’s that little blue house tucked just against the mountainside.”

Felix flashed you a proud smile, pleased to hear that you still remembered. “You got it," he winked playfully, "Supposedly, his parents are away for the weekend at some couples getaway in Sydney, so he’ll have the whole place to himself.”

“There’ll be liquor there too, right?”

Your old friend gave you a funny look, brows furrowing a little bit. You had never been a big alcohol drinker, even during all of the parties that your classmates would hold during high school. Usually, you’d take a few sips and then call it a night, not liking the taste and bitterness of it all.

“Uhm- I guess, why?” Felix wiggled a mischievous eyebrow your way, a smirk pulling at the corners of his lips. “You planning on getting shit-faced or something?”

You rolled your eyes dramatically, folding your arms across your chest and giving him your best I-mean-business frown. “It’s been a long week, Lix. Fuck it, a long year.”

But then, just as soon as you had said his old nickname, your entire body froze up in your chair. You stared at him with wide eyes, watching as it registered in his brain that you had called him such a thing. It had been your special little thing that you had started soon after becoming friends. No one called him ‘Lix’ except you, and that’s how the two of you liked it.

The ocean tides lapping at the shore in the background seemed to fade out, as the tension between you stretched on and your heart pounded against your ribcage. You breathed in sharply through your nose, and it burned like an absolute bitch on the way down.

Almost as quickly as the little moment between you had started, it was cut short by the harsh clearing of his throat. “Yeah, well, I could go for a drink or two- or ten.” He laughed, tone straining at the end of his words as your eyes locked once again and the breath caught in your throat.

You kept still, just like that, looking out at him, as he stood so close to the railing of the porch, not even five paces away from your spot in the whicker chair.

And for a split second, you contemplated inviting him onto the porch with you.

Even worse, inviting him into your place. Something that you hadn’t done in… over four years.

Just as fast as the thoughts dawned on your mind, you were shaking them away entirely. No- he was just an old friend that you were starting to rekindle a friendship with.

Besides, you were in a loving relationship with your boyfriend, Chris. There was no need for Felix to walk through your house and come into your bedroom again and see such intimate parts of yourself once more. He had lost that privilege when he treated you like a total piece of shit senior year and completely ghosted you for four years straight while he was off living the dream life in South Korea.

“Well, I should probably head inside now… we’ve got a busy day ahead at the restaurant, and all…” You swallowed thickly, allowing yourself one fleeting last look at him before you were moving up and out of your chair and towards the front door. “Anyways, I guess I’ll see you Saturday night, then.”

Felix nodded, giving you one of those sad, little smiles. The one’s he’d have whenever the two of you had to part ways for the day during your high school years since you didn't share a lot of the same classes. “Mhm- good luck with the restaurant, I know how crazy things can get around this time of year.”

A heavy sigh escaped your lips, as you pulled the blanket around your body a little tighter to hide your sheer pajamas from him. “Don’t even get me started… it’s complete hell.”

It wasn’t until your body was halfway through the threshold of the front door, that you heard Felix’s deep voice rising up and above the swells of the seashore.

“Maybe I’ll see you around again, in the early mornings…” His words trailed off, making you turn back to catch a glimpse of the wistful look that danced across his face at the thought.

“Perhaps…” You mused, grinning softly just as you made your way into the house and closed the door shut behind you.

You had never been a person who liked waking up early. It was more like you loved staying up late into the night, and then sleeping in well into the afternoon. In a perfect world, you’d go to bed at three in the morning and rise again at noon.

But at that moment, as you shifted through the quiet air of your childhood home, you suddenly realized that perhaps you could become a morning person.

Perhaps, you could find it in yourself to begin rising early in the morning.

To catch the beautiful sunrises,

And take in the cerulean ocean waking from its nightly stupor,

And also…

To catch a glimpse of Lee Felix on one of his morning swims.

To be continued...

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