A/n: Quick Little Sick!felix Drabble I Wrote In Five Minutes And Did Not Proofread Giggles

a/n: quick little sick!felix drabble i wrote in five minutes and did not proofread giggles

“lix, go home.” chan’s voice breaks through the fog in felix’s mind, startling him from his slumped position against the mirror in the dance studio. 

he just grunts in response, relaxing against the cool floor again. he blinks bleary eyes up at chan when he moves over to nudge a toe against his leg, attempting at a glare but just looking tired and dreary instead. he coughs gently into his elbow, wincing at the spike of pain it sends through his chest, and sighs as he deflates into a lump. 

“i’m calling y/n,” chan says, getting an approving nod from minho. felix was never the type to put his burdens on others, hence why he was suffering through practice instead of relaxing while he was sick. you’re the only one that can usually get through to him, since pleasing you ends up overriding any other plans that he has. 

“hi, honey,” your voice is pressed against his ear suddenly, making him jump again. “i’m coming to get you okay? and then i’m going to feed you some soup and we’re going to lay down and cuddle a bit. sound good?”

“mm, yeah,” he says, voice slurring a bit. “sounds good, baby.”

you hear a of course he agrees first try with y/n from one of the boys, but you roll your eyes fondly. felix always caves to your will, he can’t resist you.

it takes you about an hour to make your way to the studio and back with him, half of which was spent convincing him that he didn’t need to be at practice and that yes, hyunjin would teach him what he missed when he was better and no, chan would not be upset with him leaving considering he was the one who told him to leave in the first place. he’s shivering in the passenger seat of your car and you turn up the heat just for him, even though it was making you sweat a bit. you’re just as sensitive to his needs as he is for yours, even if you’re not as vocal about it.

you sit him down on the couch as soon as you walk through the doors, tutting at him when he tries to get up to take a shower. he barely danced at practice and the sweat lining his brow is from his fever, not exertion. it takes three times of you cooing at him that it will just come back right after for him to finally settle down into the cushions with a tired sigh.

he eats the soup you heat up for him without fanfare, thankfully; you didn’t know if you could handle toddler-lix refusing to sip the salty broth today. the cold medicine was a bit trickier, he pouts and refuses to open his lips, but your offer to reward him with a kiss if he took it all worked like a charm. 

he immediately snuggles into your side when you sit next to him, offering drowsy commentary as you decide what to put on to watch. his arm loops around yours, fingers wrapped around your forearm lightly like he’s trying to prevent you from escaping his space. by the time you decide on an old anime you found on netflix, he’s dozing off into your shoulder, small snores escaping him in between little unconscious sniffles. he nuzzles into your shoulder when you move and he snuggles farther into you - the heat from his fever riddled body is better than any blanket you could drape across yourself.

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hi everyone,

i hate to ask especially because it’s around the holidays, but my family is in desperate need of money. my grandmother passed and we could not afford funeral expenses, and on top of that our only car broke down and we cannot afford to fix it either. two major expenses in under two weeks has really crushed our spirits and i would appreciate it endlessly if you could possibly make a donation to my ko-fi, even if it’s just a dollar. anything helps.

if you cannot, that’s totally okay and it’s not an obligation at all. that being said, i’d like to open commissions as well—i don’t know if anyone would be interested in paying for my writing, but if you have cash to spare i would love to write you a personalized fic. i will make a post with more specifics and link it here when it’s done. for now, starting every 1,000 words = $25, so for example a fic around ~3,000 words will be $75. i will write anything from fluff to smut to angst—as long as it’s not morally/legally wrong (as in, no pedophilia/incest/underage/etc.)

my parents both work very hard, maintaining full time jobs and it’s rare they have an average work week of 40 hours. they’re also in their late 50s and i don’t want them to have any more stress or strain. my sister and i are also working, part-time since we’re both full time students, but it’s still just not enough. we couldn’t have anticipated two major setbacks at once.

again, no obligations, but if you have money to spare it would mean so much to me. thank you.

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