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duvet - lee felix
pairing: lee felix x reader
summary: it's raining outside, and felix has an idea...
genre: fluff, non-idol! au, comfort, crack
a/n: second felix fic. here we go...
"Look at the raindrops, Lixie."
He hums, slender fingers tracing the frosted glass and the patterns of said raindrops as they slide down the pane. Both of you are leaning over the back of the couch and watching the rain patter neverendingly through the window. It's cold, even inside the house, and Felix's fluffy-socked feet touch yours as you both sit in amiable, companiable silence.
The storm has been going on for a while. It began this morning, deciding that it was going to pour down all of a sudden while both of you were in the garden, resulting in a heap of wet clothes, a steaming hot shower, multiple cups of hot chocolate, and two pairs of fluffy winter socks. You smile at the remembered chaos of the moment, both of you running like headless, soggy chickens over the lawn, making a break for the patio door, screaming and laughing and blowing away the wet hair plastered to both your foreheads. It was funny, considering you both decided to shower straight after. It was like stepping out of the storm and into another (though much warmer than the first).
You're pulled out of your thoughts by the rustling sound of Felix getting out of couch. You whine as he gets up and he pats your head.
"Calm down. I'll be back in a second."
You huff and turn back to the window, already missing the warmth of his body and presence next to you. He returns a few moments later, dragging the duvet of your shared double bed into the living room.
"Felix!" You laugh. "What are you doing?"
He grumbles with the effort, groaning as he heaves the whole thing onto the couch. It envelops you both in a thick, heavy cocoon of warmth and spills off the sofa, pooling in heavy folds. Panting with the exertion, he flops back into his spot next to you, resting his head on his folded arms. "There."
You giggle. "You didn't have to bring the whole duvet, you know. There's already a few throw blankets that we keep here, remember?"
Felix sighs, scratching his head. "I know, but it wasn't warm enough."
"It was, actually."
He mimics your voice, shaking his head repeatedly and pulling a funny face. Laughing, you push him sideways in retaliation and he falls into the thick folds of the duvet, landing with a soft oof.
"Oh.." He groans, wiggling and burrowing further into the couch. "This feels so nice..."
You chuckle. "You're going to overheat under that thing."
Felix huffs. "I'll cool down then."
"How?"
He's silent for a minute. You gaze at him expectantly. Then, with a wicked grin, he springs up (with some effort) out of the duvet and seizes you around the waist, dragging you off the couch. You yelp and wriggle, but it's no use; Felix has always been far stronger than you. He hauls you to the glass patio door, the storm raging on outside. He opens the door a little and a gush of cold air rushes in, seeping straight through both of your clothes and sinking into your bones. You scream, laughing, and try to struggle away as Felix cackles, keeping a firm grip on you.
Felix huffs into your ear with a grin. "We could always cool off outside-"
"No! Let go, Lixie, please-" He jerks his arms forward a little, your hands pushing against the doorframe as he pretends to try and throw you outside, back into the storm.
You squeal and twist in his grip as he staggers back from the door, shutting it. The cold air is immediately replaced with the diffused scent of your favourite cinnamon candle and the aroma of hot chocolate as Felix relents. You clumsily tear yourself out of his loosening grip and let out a triumphant laugh. Felix does the same as he lunges for you again, and his foot slips out from under him. He topples forward, taking you with him to the floor. You both land on the thick duvet, and the whole thing is dragged off the couch.
Sighing and pushing his hands away from your waist, you grin and burrow into the duvet, giggling. Felix turns on his side to face you, hand coming up to bring a fold of blanket over your bodies, wrapping both of you in a thick, heavy burrito roll. He giggles too.
It's hard not to when you're surrounded by the intoxicating, cosy warmth of each other's presence.
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the fast lane : part 1 (bangchan x reader x felix)
Summary: Welcome to the world of underground street racing. Chan is known for his flashy cars and confident attitude. You're new to the racing scene, eager but inexperienced. Felix is known for his sneaky tactics and charming demeanour. What happens when all three of your worlds collide?
Warnings: not much tbh, skz racer!au, illegal street racing, chan is a cocky little shit, wc 2.5k
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part 1 : the deal
The tunnel looked pretty unassuming; a round, gaping entrance that was once a pathway for trains to cross through. A hardly-used staircase leading down into a dirty subway and a copse of half dead trees sandwiched the tunnel of either side. Y/n dragged a finger across the cement wall, a trail of dirt and grime collecting on her fingertip. Wrinkling her nose in disgust, she stepped back and surveyed the deserted entrance with a disdainful, skeptical eye.
The mouth of the tunnel was haphazardly littered with graffiti tags, long, sweeping, unintelligible strokes in varying shades of neon blue and green. Y/n's eyes swept across the letters and symbols, following the shapes and curves. Perhaps it was a message, or a warning. Stepping back and then peering into the darkness past the tunnel, Y/n sighed.
it felt more like a warning.
She hopped up and down on the spot and rubbed her arms. The night was cold and the air was frigid; Y/n's breath puffed out in front of her in a frozen mist, like dragon steam. She had no idea why she had decided to come here, and that too in the dead of night. Despite her passion for racing and her love of cars, she'd never raced in any official competitions, simply settling for a few high-speed laps round the city streets at night. But now, here she stood, at the entrance to an underground racing circuit, about to race alongside some of the city's most infamous racers.
Groaning inwardly and pulling out her phone, Y/n swiped to her socials and pulled up the details of the racing grounds. Checking the list of racers and seeing her name near the bottom, she huffed. There was no way she could back out now.
Gathering all her courage, Y/n stepped forward, her black boots meeting the dusty, cracked cement. The ground was scattered with cigarette butts and various other discarded items. She bit her lip and continued into the dark.
The neon, flickering electricity of the city faded away, leaving Y/n to walk through the seemingly endless darkness. Trailing one hand along the wall as she walked, Y/n felt her way to the other end of the tunnel. The details of the race had said to enter the tunnel without using flashlights, torches, or other sources of light. Y/n wondered why, and her jaw clenched as she realised it was probably to keep the police off the tracks of the races. She hadn't noticed any security cameras around the area before she'd gone in; but she couldn't shake the feeling that what she was doing was not really something she wanted to be legally confronted about.
A metallic clattering noise shook her out of her worries. Looking down and realising it was useless trying to see in the dark, Y/n bent down cautiously, hand scrabbling around on the cement, before making contact with a metal energy drink can. Chiding herself for her timidness, she walked on, slow and watchful, eyes straining.
The dark continued seemingly forever; each step she took brought a small haze of light to the end of the tunnel, then faded away. Her eyes ached with the strain of trying to see in pitch black. A small seed of panic took a firm grip on her insides, common sense returning from its brief vacation.
This is it, she thought. I'm going to be lost in the void forever.
Y/n closed her eyes, willing herself to think straight. It didn't matter whether her eyes were open or not; the dark was the same. Choking, suffocating, endless. Her fingertips on her right hand hurt from the roughness of the cement, bumps and cracks sending shockwaves of tittering trepidation through her. Her other hand was clenched tightly into a fist.
The wall beneath Y/n's fingertips suddenly disappeared, the cold air enveloping her slender hand once again. The stuffiness of the tunnel had disappeared, and Y/n tentatively opened her eyes, blinking to adjust them to the light. A surge of cold, crisp air filled her lungs with a low whoosh.
Noise.
Colour.
Light.
Y/n's eyes widened. She was standing at the entrance to a colossal circular arena. Rows of metal-backed bleachers rose in towering, circular rings around the main ground area. A large, winding race track, lined by colour-changing lights wound through the low stadium, disappearing somewhere near the back entrance; a tunnel. Turning back suddenly, Y/n stared through the darkness of the tunnel she'd juts come through. Two streets back, she would never had known any of this was here. Judging by how packed the place was, Y/n would have estimated half the city knew this racing circuit existed. It wasn't underground, per se, but it was a spectacle nonetheless. She'd never seen anything like it.
Several cars flew round the circuit, sending a whoosh of cool, petrol-smelling air into Y/n's face. She began to venture forward, and caught a glimpse of a sleek, red car speeding effortlessly around the racetrack; drifting perfectly around the turns and sending the high-pitched sound of zooming and screeching into the air. Six massive floodlights sent glaring white light flashing and reflecting off he vibrant, decorated surface of the cars and bleacher railings.
Surveying the arena with a look of stupid, dazed, disbelief, Y/n noticed a row of shiny, funky cars on a raised platform lining the right side of the amphitheatre. A throng of people were pushing against the guard rail, cheering loudly. Craning her neck to get a better look, Y/n began pushing her way through the crowd, making her way slowly but surely to the platform. The prominent beats of Japanese hip-hop music, the squeal of tires on asphalt, and the constant, excited chatter of the crowd surrounded Y/n like a fog. The excitement and passion in the air was contagious, though it was tinted with the lingering fumes of danger, risk-taking, spray-paint, and exhaust smoke.
It wasn't just the cars that were colorful; the crowd themselves sported an array of different outfits and appearances. Y/n passed by a man with a bright pink and yellow hairdo, silky waves falling into his face as two girls in neon green clung to his arm. Another had an orange LED light mask on, flashing smiley faces and heart eyes as he sold various items of racing paraphernalia to the tightly packed crowd.
But it wasn't hard to distinguish the racers themselves; they were dressed in sleek leather suits of varying colours, sponsors and supporter logos printed across their breast pockets and backs. Many of them carried helmets under the arms, and Y/n spotted a particular racer, who upon stepping out of a bright purple car, tossed his helmet and jacket to a teenage boy dressed in red. The boy fumbled to catch the items and hurriedly followed after the racer, a bit like a puppy following its owner.
It made sense to her that some of the racecar drivers had their own personal crews. Y/n knew that it was incredibly expensive to hire people for services like engineering, having spent almost half her savings on a three-person maintenance crew for the car she was to race tonight. Custom cars and suits must have been expensive enough as it was without the addition of pit crews and maintenance engineers. The people themselves were expensive, but not in a snobby, regal way. These people had the grime of the streets under their nails and hard work etched into the creases of their eyes. Y/n felt a strange sense of admiration and inspiration settle in her chest.
Finally making her way to the guard rail before the raised platform, Y/n looked past the racers and their cars, ignoring the cheering. She had eyes like a hawk's, and they landed nimbly on a roll-up garage door, which most likely led to the backstage area for the cars, and the private rooms for the racers. Thinking back to the instructions on her phone, Y/n began to move through the crowd to the door. That was where she would find her car to race tonight.
Her crew manager had sent her a photo of it; it was battered and a little rusty, but Y/n had faith in her abilities. She was going to race, and win. And if she wasn't going to win, she was going to place third at the very least. This is what you wanted, she reminded herself determinedly. Don't let anything get in your way. You're going to become a racer, one of the best street racers in this city, and-
Y/n smacked headlong into a wall of something tall and warm. Letting out an unceremonious oof, she stepped back, rubbing her forehead. Her boot caught on a stray crack in the asphalt and she tumbled backwards, landing with a thud on her ass. A low, amused chuckle came from above her.
"Should watch where you're going, sweetheart."
Squinting upwards, and huffing (half in embarrassment, half in pain- her ass really hurt...) Y/n blinked up at the obstruction that she'd run into.
A really hot obstruction.
An obstruction dressed in a racing suit of black and red leather, and with dark hair swept back over his forehead. Several strands hung down, striping his forehead, slick with sweat. He held a large, veiny hand out to her. Y/n noticed a thick, silver chain encircling his wrist.
Suddenly realising that she looked like an idiot, and was probably staring, she reached for the man's hand. It was surprisingly warm, and he was surprisingly strong; he hoisted her onto her feet without much effort. Dusting herself off and trying not to wince at the pain in her tailbone, Y/n looked up at him.
He was a little taller than she was, with sharp, angular features dripping with charming appeal. Dark eyeshadow dusted the edges of his eyes, and a neat slit ran through his left eyebrow. His hair was black as night, sheened in blue and white shades with the glinting cars and the floodlights above. His plump, pink lips curved into a smirk as he let go of her hand. Y/n hadn't even realised he'd been holding it. Her heart leapt in her chest.
"This isn't a place for little girls."
His voice was deep, rich and accented; Australian, maybe? She couldn't tell. Frowning up at him, she fired back.
"I'm not a little girl. I'm a racer."
The man leaned the wall, heavy boots tapping against the asphalt. He grinned wolfishly. "No?"
Y/n pursed her lips. "I came here to race. I'm one of the rookies listed for tonight," her voice faded off slightly at the end, a little unsure. Should she really be telling this super hot guy who she was and what she was doing?
But he only smirked again, exhaling a chuckle through his nose.
"Do you know who I am, sweetheart?"
Y/n bit her lip. She didn't.
"No," she said truthfully. Realigning her moral compass, she straightened her back and glared at him. "And don't call me that."
He sighed and stepped forwards, hands clasped behind his back. He began to advance towards her; Y/n stumbled back. Her foot met a step of some sort and she kept retreating anyway, not wanting to take her eyes off him. His gaze sent a chill of sudden fear through her. He was looking at her as if she were a particularly helpless animal he was about to pounce on.
Y/n gulped. A rush of fear, adrenaline... and something else.
The sudden feeling of cool metal meeting her lower back made Y/n stop in her tracks. Glancing sideways, she realised she'd been backed up against the man's car; though she was afraid, she couldn't help but notice how sleek and beautiful the car was, a shiny black body with wings, and red stripes lining the sides.
Attempting to move sideways, Y/n ran her hand along the low window frame, feeling her way around. The man noticed and placed his forearms on the car either side of her, caging her in. His fingers curled around her wrists, squeezing lightly. He leaned in, smelling of something woodsy and spicy. The boy-smell of gunmetal, leather, and smoke filled her nostrils, an intoxicating yet subtle wave of fumes. She fought the urge to inhale deeply, instead looking the man right in the eyes. Which was difficult.
"Leave me alone," she stuttered, cursing herself inwardly.
He chuckled again, tilting his head. "I've never seen you here before. One of the rookies, huh? They don't tend to fare well in the racing scene. Most quit after the first race. But maybe you're different, sweetheart."
Y/n glared at him, suddenly feeling brazen. Perhaps it was the adrenaline coursing through her veins, but she rolled her eyes and scoffed. "Do you usually pin girls to your car without introducing yourself, or is this a one-time thing? Because I'd very much like you to let go of me."
His eyebrows shot up into his hairline. A cocky smirk lifted one corner of his mouth.
"I'm Bang Christopher Chan. One of the best racers in the underground circuits, and the best in this city. I know this place like the back of my hand, but I didn't know a sassy princess would be the one standing in my way tonight," he grinned, almost devilishly. "and your name is..?"
"Y/n," she replied, not sure what else to say. She ignored the compliment, feigning an unimpressed expression.
Chan chuckled, a deep, breathy sound. "Well, Y/n, let's see how you race tonight. Shall we make a deal?"
Y/n tilted her head, raising her eyebrows. "Oh?"
Chan's eyes darken competitively. "Let's see if you're made of the real stuff. You beat me in the next race, and I'll get you a car. Whichever model you want."
Y/n's jaw dropped slightly. Her eyes narrowed in suspicion. "What's the catch?"
Chan lifted a calloused fingertip and ran it along the side of her jaw unexpectedly, seemingly admiring her features. "No catch. I'd like to see what you're made of. Unless you're scared?"
Y/n scowled before contemplating the offer. If she wanted this, she needed a proper car. And she didn't have the money to buy one yet. Taking Chan's offer, winning the race, and getting a car of her choice would be a massive help. But she still felt skeptical.
"Why are you doing this?"
Chan smirked. "Not sure. I'm not usually this nice. Look, the next race starts in 20 minutes. Is it a yes or no to the deal, princess?"
Silence. Chan let go of her wrists, holding out his right hand to shake. Y/n slowly lifted her hand, placing it in his. The heat from his hand rushed up her arm and into her bloodstream, and the cool metal of his chain link bracelet brushed her fingertips, making her shudder in a haze of delicious heat and ice. Pulling her hand back, she gazed determinedly at Chan, who only smirked, inclining his head.
"You're on."
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Can request prompt 43 and 44 with Felix
here you go, anon luvie <3 hope you like it!
44 - âyou know. us. living together. like having fun but at the same time doing big person stuff like paying rent and whatnot.â
43 - âand then Iâll sing a song! a song called and made and about you!â
a poem about you - felix x reader
felix and drunk? something you live to see. there's a few stages to his drunkenness but you categorize it into 3 main categories:
1. baking high drunk
felix loves baking, more than he loves you, you reckon. you could be batting your eyelashes and tugging his hoodie sleeve, he would be whipping up his world famous brownies so quickly, it would give you whiplash. the same goes for when he's drunk. someone has to supervise though and its usually chan or you but chan trusts you enough to know that his precious member is in safe hands.
2. very touchy drunk
felix craves physical touch at times and you're proud to say that you're one of the first people that he runs to, drunk or sober. he all but jumps on you, crashing onto your comfy couch. you stroke his hair and massage his shoulders, drunkenly rambling about this cute cat video he found, falling asleep after his entertaining monologue.
3. very sappy drunk
this felix tends to get very emotional. he tears up, sometimes leading to full-on bawling, before he could even say what's on his mind. funnily enough, this happens only around you. he would hold your face and squish your face while you wipe his tears, telling you that he didn't deserve you, forever grateful to have you by his side. you would tell him to hush, snuggling with him and letting him speak his heart out, his deep rumble of a voice lulling you to sleep and your gentle and steady breaths serving as a lullaby for him.
what happens when you get the 3 main categories, all rolled in one, in no particular order? a joyride, of course.
hyunjin had practically dumped him in your place, deeming him "3 categories drunk" when he sees felix shuffling to the kitchen, seemingly unfazed with the amused looks you give. you nod and pat hyunjin's back to say, "you did well so far, good night!" he gives you a smile, wishing you the best.
the clanking and the "aish" from the kitchen sounds like sweet music, grabbing yourself an apron and sitting on the kitchen counter.
"what're you making tonight, darling?"
"vanilla cupcakes!" he reaches a hand out, as if to say, "come on, help me, lazy,"
of course, you do. you help whip up the sweet treats, putting the batter and the moulds in the oven, incase his drunk self burns his hand accidentally.
you wash your hands and help him clean up, placing the dishes in the dishwasher. you roll back your shoulders after the tedious task, only to have a blonde head resting your shoulders. strong arms slowly wrapping around your waist, you set a timer for the cupcakes, waddling the both of you to the couch.
you lie down flat, opened arms inviting felix to cuddle and he does just that. he lays his head on your chest, chin propped so his cat-like eyes are staring into yours. you lift your head slightly in question and he shrugs, simply pecking you and smiling up at you.
"know what i'm gonna do?" he asks cheekily, his smile begging you to ask him what it is. you giggle at his antics, "what're you gonna do, lixie?" you ask, curious to know what's going on.
"gonna get you to move in with me," he says confidently. you're taken aback, the usual answer to the question being, "i'm gonna beat chan hyung in uno one day," or "i;m gonna perfect that brownie recipe"
your silence confuses felix's cloudy mind. he shakes your shoulders to get your attention. "do you mean us moving together? in one apartment?" you ask, baffled. he nods confidently, âyou know. us. living together. like having fun but at the same time doing big person stuff like paying rent and whatnot.â
you giggle at his answer, pulling him impossibly closer. "what do you think our place should look like?" he asks, wanting to know your thoughts. "should have a big kitchen," you start, felix wholeheartedly agreeing. you list off all the practical and slightly whimsical things your apartment should have, felix nodding along and adding his list too.
your ringer for the cupcakes go off. felix is up at the sound and zooms to the kitchen, you following quickly behind. you take it out before he had the chance to, leaving them on the cooling rack. he inspects them closely, "look at our masterpiece," he says proudly, looking at you with dazed eyes.
you smile, taking his hands and leading him back to the couch. you both flop onto the couch and felix leans on you, his transformation into a koala almost complete. you feel the tears seep into your sweatshirt, hand immediately coming up to soothe him. "i love you so much," you confess, "living together with you sounds like heaven and hell," felix lets out a watery chuckle, "hell because we can't decide between blueberry cheesecake or strawberry cheesecake?" you hold his hand tightly, "you have questionable food choices, you know."
he looks at your intertwined hands, âIâll sing a song. a song called and made and about you.â he says firmly. "about me?" cue the waterworks. "yes, a poem about you that i memorize happily. your eyes which make me feel like i own a million galaxies. even when seasons change, i know you won't."
you're sniffling into his shoulder now, drunk felix surely is something you'd live to see. everyday of your life now it seems, felix somehow changing the topic back to your plan of moving in together. sounds like an adventure of a lifetime.
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Roomate Series: Felix & Seungmin Version
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✠Genre: Crack, humor
✠Warnings: Kitchens are being burned down
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Idol Star X YouTube Star SMAU: Felix
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✠Summary: Idol Star Felix Just wanted to learn how to bake when stumbled on a funny baking youtube Channel who turns out to be very pretty :)
✠Genre: Crack, humor
✠Warnings: Some swearing
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This is just something I made for fun not sure if I will continue it or not
Imagine having the sunshine twins as your boyfriends, like both of them, holy shit that would be a dream, omg they would be sooooo cuddly, I would cuddle them 24/7
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fic type: head cannon (comedy/crack)
word count: 1.4k
âA/N: I had so much fun writing this lmao, enjoy my unhinged assumptions Êâ ăâ âąâ ᎄâ âąâ Êâ ă Thanks to @yonglixx for helping me find the gif.
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CW: making out, blood, lowkey hematolagnia, very suggestive, no gender specificed
Felix was happy today. More than usual. Yeah he was mostly all smiles and sunshine almost every day. But today he was all giggles and the Sun itself. Apparently, breakfast in bed from you, and then going to the company and hearing they were getting a vacation (a very well deserved one, if you might add) did that. He was smiling and giggling so much today that you seriously couldn't remember the last time when he was this happy aside from your last birthday. So it wasn't surprising that he was really into making out today. You both had decided to spend the day all cozy and fluffy. Wrapped in the softest blanket, with hot chocolate on the bedside table, and reading him the latest book that had gone viral recently. But he definitely wasn't as interested in the book as he was in you.
And so started the light pecks along your neck, then jawline, then both cheeks, the forehead and finally your lips. The light pecks soon turned into kisses and then full on making out while you ran your hands through his soft blonde hair. He just couldn't control himself today. Maybe it was the pure happiness radiating off of him or maybe his teeth were sharper today for some reason, but the moment his teeth sunk into your lower lip, you hissed and your hand instinctively came up to touch it. He was startled and pulled back immediately, watching your lip bleed and thick droplets of blood collecting on your lip.
"Fuck I'm so sorry. I-I didn't me to, seriously. I just- I don't kno-" you cut Felix's rambling off.
"It's fine, really. Don't worry about it." You reassured him.
"B-but you're crying." He mumbled, his eyebrows scrunching whether in confusion or a sad frown, you couldn't tell.
You lightly rolled your eyes at that. "I'm not crying Lix, my eyes are just tearing up. Nothing more."
"Are you sure?" He asked again, concern evident in his voice.
"Of course. And if I'm being honest... it was actually kind hot." You mumbled the end, suddenly feeling embarrassed for confessing that.
He gulped before saying "Don't say stuff like that."
"Why?" You questioned with a head tilt.
"Because it'll do something to me." He leaned closer. You could feel his breath on your lips as he spoke and cupped your cheek.
"Well what if I want something to happen to you?" You question again, sliding your hands into the back of his hair.
"Yeah?" He asks and his eyes darken.
"Yeah." You answer before you're back to making out again. You can feel your own blood on his tongue and you have a feeling this won't be the only time that'll happen tonight.
Our Story Won't End - Lee Felix
Synopsis: "I refuse to give up on us." Pairing: College Student!Lee Felix x fem. reader
Genre: Angst. Established relationships, arguing with one another, fighting for one another with one another.
Word Count: 2.8k
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Felix re-read your text message to him over and over again. How could he be so ignorant? It felt like he had the opportunity of a lifetime, but he had just wasted it.
He had to make things right.
Last night, Felix took you out on a date. A first date, to be exact. Everyone had been waiting for the moment where he finally confessed his feelings to you. I mean, everyone seemed to see there was a connection between the two of you besides the two of you. For him, he just had to build up his own courage to believe you were were interested in him.
The two of you met through Hyunjin, who shared an Art History seminar with you. One day, when Felix was waiting for Hyunjin to get out of class, he saw you emerge from the building. Instantly, Felix had to find out your name.
Just finding out who you were led to this beautiful friendship. But the friendship slowly was beginning to transform to mutual pining. You had always found Felix attractive. The first thing you noticed about him was his freckles, which looked like as if they were kisses from angels across his cheeks. And he noticed your bright smile. You had the ability to light up whatever room you stepped into, capturing everyone's attention.
That sheer observation made it more urgent Felix makes a move before someone decided to come along and sweep you off your feet first. He at least wanted the opportunity to prove his capability of being the man you needed.
Your friends and Felix's had taken it upon themselves to get you two together, one way or another. It had been a struggle for a few weeks, but eventually, Felix got the bravery to finally ask you out.
He had anticipated this date for a week and a half. The only reason why the date was pushed back so far was due to midterms. He completely understood as he had his own papers and projects to turn in. Any amount of time would be worth it to finally get some one-on-one time with you.
He promised to take you out to a nice dinner in town followed by a walk along one of the bridges connecting downtown to another part of the city. It had a breathtaking view of the city. A hopeless romantic, he knew the view wouldn't compare to you though. All he wanted was to bring you somewhere to show you off and wow you. Word had traveled from Hyunjin that you were growing frustrated with dating, the lack of effort people were putting into planning dates.
Felix saw the challenge and wanted to beat it. The ultimate victory would be claiming you as his.
However, the date itself was a recipe for disaster.
First of all, it started raining that afternoon and wasn't forecasted to lighten up until the next day. There was no way that Felix would postpone the day, not when you both had been counting the days. Adding an extra day seemed torturous to the both of you. He promised that he would come up with an alternate plan for the bridge after dinner, something that would keep the night going and keep you both wet and warm.
That part at least was out of his control. Everything else that proceeds unfortunately was caused by him.
Changbin and Minho had came home from an early afternoon gym session, their own way to combat the dreary afternoon. After every gym session resulted in a feast by the two. Mainly by Minho because Changbin most likely would cause a fire. Felix decided to join in and enjoy the meal with his two friends.
He wasn't going to pick you up until 6pm. He would be fine. Besides, if he ate now, he wouldn't overstuff himself at dinner.
A full stomach led to a sleepy Felix. And his bed seemed so tempting. A quick nap wouldn't harm. He would be able to stay out all night, if you wanted.
However, Felix missed a key detail. He never set his alarm or asked any of his housemates to wake him up, so he had ample time to get ready for the date.
5 Missed Texts from y/n 1 Missed Call from y/n
Felix jolted awake from the feeling of vibrations against his bed. He looked down to se you had attempted to call him, and now you were in the process of leaving a voicemail. What is going on? Is she okay?
Seeing the time flash on his phone, his eyes widened and heart dropped. 5:45pm. Fuck.
Quickly, he began to frantically text you.
"Hey sweet girl, I'm sorry. I took a nap đ„Č Let me hop in the shower and I'll be over"
What crushed Felix the most was that you texted back almost instantly. He wouldn't be surprised if you cancelled the date. Not when he treated it like it was nothing by foolishly taking a nap.
"No worries! Just text me when you're heading over"
God, he didn't deserve you.
By the time Felix showered, got dressed, and was ready to go, it was 6:20pm. Probably the fastest shower he's ever taken but still didn't feel fast enough considering you were waiting on him.
"Hey, aren't you supposed to be on your date?" Chan asked him. "Yeah, yeah, I'm going," Felix muttered back.
He had no time in side conversations as he was late as it is. Chan, sensing the irritation of the young man, put his hands up in defense and walked away. Felix hated being short with people, not wanting to be rude or inconsiderate. He was definitely getting inside his own head for being so irresponsible.
"heading over right now" "ok! drive safe and text me when you are here đ©·"
At least you didn't seem too mad at him.
Felix rushed out to his car in lightening speed. It was moments like this when he wished superpowers weren't fictional. If he could, he would snap his fingers and already arrive at your doorstep. Anything to cut down on the time you were waiting for him.
The drive was quite smooth considering how much it was rain. Puddles were already starting to gather on the roads. Of course, Felix wasn't driving recklessly despite the pressure he was facing. He was trying to remain as cool and collected, especially as people tend to drive unpredictable when there were hazardous conditions. The last thing Felix wanted was to cause a bigger mess by letting his frustrations get the best of him.
It was while driving he began to realize just how full he was. Maybe the rushing around to get ready or sleeping on his stomach upset his stomach. What he did know was that he couldn't sit down for a full meal as he promised to you. "Shit," he sighed. You had been so understanding so far. He was sure you'd get it.
The GPS was guiding Felix to your apartment. Every now and then, he would glance to make sure he was heading in the right direction. Once he saw he arrived, he turned it off to begin to hunt down for a parking spot. There were times Felix was grateful for having a car, as it helped him get around easily around the city. Yet, moments like this, when there seems to be no available parking made him wish he didn't drive.
The only available parking spot was about a block and a half away from your apartment. It was still raining, but nothing as crazy as it was when he left his own apartment.
"hey! just arrived" "oh perfect, I'll head down. see you soon!"
His heart fluttered at your text messages. The date had started on a rough start considering he was late, but he was determined to make sure it was still a good date. One that at least would land him a second date where he could really win you over.
Turning off the ignition, he stepped out of the car. However, he was immediately met by a car splashing water on him as they sped by.
"You've got to be kidding me!"
How can this get any worse?
Buzz buzz
He glanced down to see your name flash on the screen. He tried his best to let the anger subside before picking up the phone. Not exactly the best tone to start off the evening.
"Hello?" "Hey! I don't see you."
Felix's eyebrows furrowed together and he frowned. He glanced around his surroundings as he stood on the sidewalk. What? Did he put in the wrong address?
"Are you positive? I'm like across the street from you."
There was a pause. Maybe you were checking your surroundings? Maybe you didn't quite catch him the first time because of the passing traffic?
"Yeah, Lix, I'm positive. Are you on Oakwood?"
Oakwood Avenue? Felix was about to respond but he glanced up at the light post at the corner of the sidewalk. He squinted his eyes to see the green street sign to indicate where he was. Instantly, his confidence flattened.
Gates Street.
"Oh y/n, I'm sorry. I'm on Gates." Felix began to look around to try to figure out which way he should walk, so he could get to you. What an impression he was making, huh?
"Don't worry, Felix! I can start walking in that direction. You're about one block away from me. I'll start walking right now." "Ok."
Felix hung up first before sliding his phone away in the pocket of his rain jacket. The bottom half of him was still soaked from being splashed, including his shoes and socks. This was just a disaster. The only saving grace was that he was finally going to be able to see you.
That was why Felix remained where he was. If it was anyone else, he would have just turned on his heels back to his car and head home. He couldn't do that to you, not when he kept you waiting both for the day of the date but for himself. He had to try to salvage the rest of the evening.
From a distance, Felix saw you approaching him. His eyes widened to see how you were dressed. Even despite the rain, you went above and beyond. For him. You were wearing a black silk skirt with white tennis shoes, a mix of different styles but still spoke true to your personality. You also wore a black ribbed shirt underneath your pink rain jacket. You had your hair down in your natural hair. Felix always loved how your hair looked. He wanted so desperately to drive his fingers through it. He also took note of the gold earrings you wore. You looked heavenly.
And it made him feel like absolute shit. The fact he was dripping wet didn't hide his outfit choice. He wore a simple pair of jeans, a black hoodie, and black sneakers. It was almost as if he just picked whatever clothes he thought were clean.
"Hi Felix," you greeted him, a wide smile on your face. "Hi y/n," he smiled weakly.
Not much was exchanging between the two of you. Felix did open the passenger door for you, to help you in. He quickly jogged around to the driver side before slipping in. One of the things you adored about Felix was his bubbly personality. He was the definition of sunshine. Unfortunately, it seemed like the sunshine was being blocked out by the rain.
"So I was thinking maybe we can go out to eat and just sit by the bridge? I know it's not the same as walking it, but I figured we could still go see it?" "Oh yeah, that sounds great! Are we still doing korean barbecue?"
Felix's stomach churned at the thought of eating that much food. He quickly shook his head as he buckled himself into the seat. You couldn't help bur frown. You had been looking forward to going to the restaurant since he proposed the idea when he asked you out.
"I'm sorry, y/n. My stomach hurts a bit. Why don't we just do drive thru so we can eat in the car and not get wet anymore?"
Trying to be optimistic, you nodded your head. You kept a gentle smile on your face. You were still getting the chance to spend time with Felix. He at least still showed up for the date. It was something better than nothing.
"Yeah, Felix, that sounds good." "McDonalds?"
Maybe you spoke too soon.
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Staring at the text you sent Felix, you let an exasperated sigh. You really wanted things to work out with Felix. He seemed like a genuine guy, someone down to earth and unafraid to express himself. You needed a change from the typical guy you go for. And Hyunjin hyped up what a great guy Felix was.
And it was evident from how much Felix texted you. You had been under the impression that he was into you, especially with how detailed he was about your plans for the first date. You had gotten so excited just for it to burst.
You tried your damn best to be understanding. Things change, and dating in college doesn't always mean you have to have the most romantic first dates. You had just be hyped up to expect more to be left with next to nothing.
Part of you was also upset just that he seemed not to care when he met up with you in person. He seemed to say all the right things to lure you in, and maybe he assumed he didn't need to impress you? That you were already his?
If that's the case, you didn't want to be a part of it. You wanted someone who was going to put in effort, just as you did. Or at least as much as they could. You realized that putting 100% effort is an unrealistic ask, but you at least wanted someone to communicate with you. You just couldn't shake off that Felix seemed to be in such a sour mood throughout most of the date.
Did he really not want to be with you? Did he only go out with you because you knew Hyunjin? It just left you feeling shitty.
Knock knock
You looked up from your phone, which laid on your comforter, to look towards your bedroom door. Your roommate was peaking her head in with a soft smile. You couldn't help but raise an eyebrow and match her smile.
"What did you do?" You playfully asked. "I didn't do anything. All I'm saying is that you might want to come downstairs."
And just like that, she slipped away. Your curiosity was peaked, so you had to go investigate. Slowly, you pushed yourself off the bed to go venture downstairs.
"Hi y/n."
That voice. Your eyes looked down the staircase to see Felix standing at the front of the door. He had an apologetic smile on his face as he stood within the threshold. There was a bouquet of flowers in his hand with a small plastic container of brownies, or at least that's what you believed from the distance.
"Oh, hi Felix. I guess this is why you left me on open," you laughed awkwardly.
He shared in that awkward laughter. You couldn't deny that your heart swelled that he still showed up at the door, but why was he here?
"Y/n, I know I don't deserve a second chance. I really fucked up our first date. Literally has to go down in history as the worst first date of all time."
Well, there is no arguing with that. Yet, you still were willing to hear him out. You made your way down the staircase until you reached the foyer, only a few feet away from him now. Up close, you could see more of the freckles that made you weak in the knees.
"I've been waiting for the chance to take you out, to treat you special and I failed. Of course, getting to see you was amazing. You're even more incredible than Hyunjin described. I owe you a massive apology for wasting your time and treating you poorly. If you could, I would love a chance to make things right."
"Brownies are a good start," you said.
His eyes widened slowly, registering what you just said to him. "Really?" he whispered.
You couldn't help but giggle, genuinely this time. You nodded your head as you stepped closer to him, taking the flowers into your arms. "Come on, we can go to the kitchen. I can make some tea or something. Maybe we can watch a movie and eat these brownies?" You suggested.
This definitely was the second chance Felix prayed for.
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Unfortunately based on a real date I had this past weekend just with an alternative ending that I would've liked. Essentially had to end things with a cute guy for putting in very little effort đ
Dating in yours 20s is definitely an *experience* let me just say that
tried a different format for my writings! please let me know what you think and let me know if it's something I should do again đ„ș
Our Story Won't End - Lee Felix
Synopsis: "I refuse to give up on us." Pairing: College Student!Lee Felix x fem. reader
Genre: Angst. Established relationships, arguing with one another, fighting for one another with one another.
Word Count: 2.8k
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Felix re-read your text message to him over and over again. How could he be so ignorant? It felt like he had the opportunity of a lifetime, but he had just wasted it.
He had to make things right.
Last night, Felix took you out on a date. A first date, to be exact. Everyone had been waiting for the moment where he finally confessed his feelings to you. I mean, everyone seemed to see there was a connection between the two of you besides the two of you. For him, he just had to build up his own courage to believe you were were interested in him.
The two of you met through Hyunjin, who shared an Art History seminar with you. One day, when Felix was waiting for Hyunjin to get out of class, he saw you emerge from the building. Instantly, Felix had to find out your name.
Just finding out who you were led to this beautiful friendship. But the friendship slowly was beginning to transform to mutual pining. You had always found Felix attractive. The first thing you noticed about him was his freckles, which looked like as if they were kisses from angels across his cheeks. And he noticed your bright smile. You had the ability to light up whatever room you stepped into, capturing everyone's attention.
That sheer observation made it more urgent Felix makes a move before someone decided to come along and sweep you off your feet first. He at least wanted the opportunity to prove his capability of being the man you needed.
Your friends and Felix's had taken it upon themselves to get you two together, one way or another. It had been a struggle for a few weeks, but eventually, Felix got the bravery to finally ask you out.
He had anticipated this date for a week and a half. The only reason why the date was pushed back so far was due to midterms. He completely understood as he had his own papers and projects to turn in. Any amount of time would be worth it to finally get some one-on-one time with you.
He promised to take you out to a nice dinner in town followed by a walk along one of the bridges connecting downtown to another part of the city. It had a breathtaking view of the city. A hopeless romantic, he knew the view wouldn't compare to you though. All he wanted was to bring you somewhere to show you off and wow you. Word had traveled from Hyunjin that you were growing frustrated with dating, the lack of effort people were putting into planning dates.
Felix saw the challenge and wanted to beat it. The ultimate victory would be claiming you as his.
However, the date itself was a recipe for disaster.
First of all, it started raining that afternoon and wasn't forecasted to lighten up until the next day. There was no way that Felix would postpone the day, not when you both had been counting the days. Adding an extra day seemed torturous to the both of you. He promised that he would come up with an alternate plan for the bridge after dinner, something that would keep the night going and keep you both wet and warm.
That part at least was out of his control. Everything else that proceeds unfortunately was caused by him.
Changbin and Minho had came home from an early afternoon gym session, their own way to combat the dreary afternoon. After every gym session resulted in a feast by the two. Mainly by Minho because Changbin most likely would cause a fire. Felix decided to join in and enjoy the meal with his two friends.
He wasn't going to pick you up until 6pm. He would be fine. Besides, if he ate now, he wouldn't overstuff himself at dinner.
A full stomach led to a sleepy Felix. And his bed seemed so tempting. A quick nap wouldn't harm. He would be able to stay out all night, if you wanted.
However, Felix missed a key detail. He never set his alarm or asked any of his housemates to wake him up, so he had ample time to get ready for the date.
5 Missed Texts from y/n 1 Missed Call from y/n
Felix jolted awake from the feeling of vibrations against his bed. He looked down to se you had attempted to call him, and now you were in the process of leaving a voicemail. What is going on? Is she okay?
Seeing the time flash on his phone, his eyes widened and heart dropped. 5:45pm. Fuck.
Quickly, he began to frantically text you.
"Hey sweet girl, I'm sorry. I took a nap đ„Č Let me hop in the shower and I'll be over"
What crushed Felix the most was that you texted back almost instantly. He wouldn't be surprised if you cancelled the date. Not when he treated it like it was nothing by foolishly taking a nap.
"No worries! Just text me when you're heading over"
God, he didn't deserve you.
By the time Felix showered, got dressed, and was ready to go, it was 6:20pm. Probably the fastest shower he's ever taken but still didn't feel fast enough considering you were waiting on him.
"Hey, aren't you supposed to be on your date?" Chan asked him. "Yeah, yeah, I'm going," Felix muttered back.
He had no time in side conversations as he was late as it is. Chan, sensing the irritation of the young man, put his hands up in defense and walked away. Felix hated being short with people, not wanting to be rude or inconsiderate. He was definitely getting inside his own head for being so irresponsible.
"heading over right now" "ok! drive safe and text me when you are here đ©·"
At least you didn't seem too mad at him.
Felix rushed out to his car in lightening speed. It was moments like this when he wished superpowers weren't fictional. If he could, he would snap his fingers and already arrive at your doorstep. Anything to cut down on the time you were waiting for him.
The drive was quite smooth considering how much it was rain. Puddles were already starting to gather on the roads. Of course, Felix wasn't driving recklessly despite the pressure he was facing. He was trying to remain as cool and collected, especially as people tend to drive unpredictable when there were hazardous conditions. The last thing Felix wanted was to cause a bigger mess by letting his frustrations get the best of him.
It was while driving he began to realize just how full he was. Maybe the rushing around to get ready or sleeping on his stomach upset his stomach. What he did know was that he couldn't sit down for a full meal as he promised to you. "Shit," he sighed. You had been so understanding so far. He was sure you'd get it.
The GPS was guiding Felix to your apartment. Every now and then, he would glance to make sure he was heading in the right direction. Once he saw he arrived, he turned it off to begin to hunt down for a parking spot. There were times Felix was grateful for having a car, as it helped him get around easily around the city. Yet, moments like this, when there seems to be no available parking made him wish he didn't drive.
The only available parking spot was about a block and a half away from your apartment. It was still raining, but nothing as crazy as it was when he left his own apartment.
"hey! just arrived" "oh perfect, I'll head down. see you soon!"
His heart fluttered at your text messages. The date had started on a rough start considering he was late, but he was determined to make sure it was still a good date. One that at least would land him a second date where he could really win you over.
Turning off the ignition, he stepped out of the car. However, he was immediately met by a car splashing water on him as they sped by.
"You've got to be kidding me!"
How can this get any worse?
Buzz buzz
He glanced down to see your name flash on the screen. He tried his best to let the anger subside before picking up the phone. Not exactly the best tone to start off the evening.
"Hello?" "Hey! I don't see you."
Felix's eyebrows furrowed together and he frowned. He glanced around his surroundings as he stood on the sidewalk. What? Did he put in the wrong address?
"Are you positive? I'm like across the street from you."
There was a pause. Maybe you were checking your surroundings? Maybe you didn't quite catch him the first time because of the passing traffic?
"Yeah, Lix, I'm positive. Are you on Oakwood?"
Oakwood Avenue? Felix was about to respond but he glanced up at the light post at the corner of the sidewalk. He squinted his eyes to see the green street sign to indicate where he was. Instantly, his confidence flattened.
Gates Street.
"Oh y/n, I'm sorry. I'm on Gates." Felix began to look around to try to figure out which way he should walk, so he could get to you. What an impression he was making, huh?
"Don't worry, Felix! I can start walking in that direction. You're about one block away from me. I'll start walking right now." "Ok."
Felix hung up first before sliding his phone away in the pocket of his rain jacket. The bottom half of him was still soaked from being splashed, including his shoes and socks. This was just a disaster. The only saving grace was that he was finally going to be able to see you.
That was why Felix remained where he was. If it was anyone else, he would have just turned on his heels back to his car and head home. He couldn't do that to you, not when he kept you waiting both for the day of the date but for himself. He had to try to salvage the rest of the evening.
From a distance, Felix saw you approaching him. His eyes widened to see how you were dressed. Even despite the rain, you went above and beyond. For him. You were wearing a black silk skirt with white tennis shoes, a mix of different styles but still spoke true to your personality. You also wore a black ribbed shirt underneath your pink rain jacket. You had your hair down in your natural hair. Felix always loved how your hair looked. He wanted so desperately to drive his fingers through it. He also took note of the gold earrings you wore. You looked heavenly.
And it made him feel like absolute shit. The fact he was dripping wet didn't hide his outfit choice. He wore a simple pair of jeans, a black hoodie, and black sneakers. It was almost as if he just picked whatever clothes he thought were clean.
"Hi Felix," you greeted him, a wide smile on your face. "Hi y/n," he smiled weakly.
Not much was exchanging between the two of you. Felix did open the passenger door for you, to help you in. He quickly jogged around to the driver side before slipping in. One of the things you adored about Felix was his bubbly personality. He was the definition of sunshine. Unfortunately, it seemed like the sunshine was being blocked out by the rain.
"So I was thinking maybe we can go out to eat and just sit by the bridge? I know it's not the same as walking it, but I figured we could still go see it?" "Oh yeah, that sounds great! Are we still doing korean barbecue?"
Felix's stomach churned at the thought of eating that much food. He quickly shook his head as he buckled himself into the seat. You couldn't help bur frown. You had been looking forward to going to the restaurant since he proposed the idea when he asked you out.
"I'm sorry, y/n. My stomach hurts a bit. Why don't we just do drive thru so we can eat in the car and not get wet anymore?"
Trying to be optimistic, you nodded your head. You kept a gentle smile on your face. You were still getting the chance to spend time with Felix. He at least still showed up for the date. It was something better than nothing.
"Yeah, Felix, that sounds good." "McDonalds?"
Maybe you spoke too soon.
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Staring at the text you sent Felix, you let an exasperated sigh. You really wanted things to work out with Felix. He seemed like a genuine guy, someone down to earth and unafraid to express himself. You needed a change from the typical guy you go for. And Hyunjin hyped up what a great guy Felix was.
And it was evident from how much Felix texted you. You had been under the impression that he was into you, especially with how detailed he was about your plans for the first date. You had gotten so excited just for it to burst.
You tried your damn best to be understanding. Things change, and dating in college doesn't always mean you have to have the most romantic first dates. You had just be hyped up to expect more to be left with next to nothing.
Part of you was also upset just that he seemed not to care when he met up with you in person. He seemed to say all the right things to lure you in, and maybe he assumed he didn't need to impress you? That you were already his?
If that's the case, you didn't want to be a part of it. You wanted someone who was going to put in effort, just as you did. Or at least as much as they could. You realized that putting 100% effort is an unrealistic ask, but you at least wanted someone to communicate with you. You just couldn't shake off that Felix seemed to be in such a sour mood throughout most of the date.
Did he really not want to be with you? Did he only go out with you because you knew Hyunjin? It just left you feeling shitty.
Knock knock
You looked up from your phone, which laid on your comforter, to look towards your bedroom door. Your roommate was peaking her head in with a soft smile. You couldn't help but raise an eyebrow and match her smile.
"What did you do?" You playfully asked. "I didn't do anything. All I'm saying is that you might want to come downstairs."
And just like that, she slipped away. Your curiosity was peaked, so you had to go investigate. Slowly, you pushed yourself off the bed to go venture downstairs.
"Hi y/n."
That voice. Your eyes looked down the staircase to see Felix standing at the front of the door. He had an apologetic smile on his face as he stood within the threshold. There was a bouquet of flowers in his hand with a small plastic container of brownies, or at least that's what you believed from the distance.
"Oh, hi Felix. I guess this is why you left me on open," you laughed awkwardly.
He shared in that awkward laughter. You couldn't deny that your heart swelled that he still showed up at the door, but why was he here?
"Y/n, I know I don't deserve a second chance. I really fucked up our first date. Literally has to go down in history as the worst first date of all time."
Well, there is no arguing with that. Yet, you still were willing to hear him out. You made your way down the staircase until you reached the foyer, only a few feet away from him now. Up close, you could see more of the freckles that made you weak in the knees.
"I've been waiting for the chance to take you out, to treat you special and I failed. Of course, getting to see you was amazing. You're even more incredible than Hyunjin described. I owe you a massive apology for wasting your time and treating you poorly. If you could, I would love a chance to make things right."
"Brownies are a good start," you said.
His eyes widened slowly, registering what you just said to him. "Really?" he whispered.
You couldn't help but giggle, genuinely this time. You nodded your head as you stepped closer to him, taking the flowers into your arms. "Come on, we can go to the kitchen. I can make some tea or something. Maybe we can watch a movie and eat these brownies?" You suggested.
This definitely was the second chance Felix prayed for.
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Unfortunately based on a real date I had this past weekend just with an alternative ending that I would've liked. Essentially had to end things with a cute guy for putting in very little effort đ
Dating in yours 20s is definitely an *experience* let me just say that
Knock on your door
(bsn ending #7)
felix x reader! Lee yongbok x reader! word count: 1.6k
bsn alternative ending wherein; felix was the light in your dark days.
an: im sorry i cant respond to any messages yet huhuhu \. and yes i changed the title for felix . please love this also
part 1 and part 2 first
According to science, everyone needs the sun.
And you understand why.
The Earth needs the sunâŠ
The plants need the sun. You need the sun.
But what happens when youâre trapped in your darkest days? How can you find the sun when everything around you is drenched in shadows?
Not everyone knows this, but youâve been quietly suffering from depression. Itâs a constant, heavy weight you carry, and anxiety is its relentless companion. And to be honest, you arenât okay. Youâve managed to keep going, somehow, some way. But then, you met your friends, and they brought a spark of light into your life. They became your lifeline, your reason to keep moving forward.
Yet, even with their support, there are times when the words get stuck in your throat, when you canât bring yourself to talk about the storm raging inside you. Yes, they would understand, without a doubt. But thereâs a part of you that insists you should keep it to yourself, that you should solve these problems on your own.
But Felix⊠Felix saw through the cracks in your armor. As your friend who lives just three floors above you, Felix has always been more attuned to your unspoken struggles than anyone else. Heâs the one who noticed when your smiles didnât quite reach your eyes, when your laughter felt just a little too hollow. Heâs the one who could sense something was wrong, even when you tried your best to hide it.
One night, when the weight of it all became too much, Felix knocked on your door, holding his familiar yellow chicken stuffed toyâa silly, comforting thing that always managed to make you smile, even on the hardest days. It took you minutes to gather the strength to move, to drag yourself toward the door. But in the end, you didnât open it. The effort was too much, the darkness too overwhelming.
When you didnât answer, Felixâs heart sank with worry. He tried the handle and found it unlocked. Anxiety coursed through him as he pushed the door open. Without hesitation, he rushed inside. And then he saw youâcrumpled on the floor, your body trembling with silent sobs, your face buried in your hands as tears poured down. Seeing you like that broke something inside him.
Without a word, he dropped to his knees beside you and pulled you into his arms, holding you tight against his chest, as if he could shield you from the pain that threatened to consume you. He didnât ask what had happened, didnât press you for answers. He just held you, his warmth seeping into your cold, aching bones. His steady heartbeat beneath your ear was a lifeline, a reminder that you werenât alone. He stayed with you the whole night, cradling you in his arms, his presence a barrier against the darkness that sought to engulf you.
Indeed⊠science is correct. We all need sunshine in our lives.
And in the midst of your darkest days, you found it in Felix.
At first, he had an excuseâa noisy neighbor who supposedly kept him up all night, a reason for his sleepless nights. But that wasnât the whole truth. Felix did talk to the neighbor, but that wasnât why he started staying over.
The real reason was you. He couldnât bear the thought of you being alone in the dark. Whenever he felt something was off, whenever he sensed that your silence hid more than you let on, heâd grab his stuffed toy and head straight to your door.
The yellow chicken became more than just a toy; it was a symbol of his silent promise to always be there for you, to be the light in your darkness. And whenever the nightmares came, when the shadows threatened to pull you under, he would place the toy next to you, hoping it would bring you a small measure of comfort, hoping it would remind you that you werenât alone.
Felix had been thinking about something important for a while. One day, he brought it up to Han in the library.
âIâve been considering something,â Felix said, his voice a mix of uncertainty and determination.
Han looked up from his book, curious. âWhatâs on your mind?â
Felix took a deep breath. âI think it might be better if she had someone close by. Someone who can be there for her.â
Felix was genuinely worried about you. He believed it would be better for you to have someone close by who could support you, especially during those tough times. But Han, who knew Felix had feelings for you and also had his own affection for you, wasnât sure if it was a good idea. Han didn't know the full extent of what you were going through, as Felix had promised to keep that private.
Han was skeptical, partly because of the complicated emotions involved. He wondered if it was just Felixâs way of trying to be close to you or if it was about something more practical. A man and a woman living together could easily be misinterpreted, and Han felt uncomfortable with the situation, even though Felix's intentions were purely protective.
Felix understood Han's concerns but felt conflicted. He wanted to be there for you, to offer the support you needed, but he didnât know how to navigate these delicate feelings or how to convince Han of his good intentions.
So, Felix continued to do what he knew best: checking in on you whenever he felt you might need someone..
and that was to knock on your door, with his yellow chicken stuff toy.
and whenever he knocks, he just wish he would never see you again in that state again.
Why would Felix go to such lengths for you, especially when you were just a friend?
You thought of yourself as just a friend to him, but Felix felt something different from the very first moment he saw you.
The way you greeted him the first time with a simple "hello" struck a chord deep within him. It was as if, from that very instant, he realized that you were more than just a friend to him.
Felix's feelings for you grew beyond friendship, and he found himself wanting to protect you, to be there for you in ways that went beyond mere companionship. He felt a strong urge to support you, to be the person who could make a difference in your life, especially during your toughest moments. His desire to be close to you and offer his support came from a place of deep care and affection.
after that night in the party..
did you know what Felix do?
he knocks.. on your door.
His heart was heavy with worry and guilt. He felt sorry and couldnât shake the feeling that he was responsible for what was happening.
He knocked urgently, his mind racing with fear about what might be happening on the other side. When no response came, his anxiety grew. He felt a desperate urge to break through the door if it meant reaching you faster. His voice cracked with desperation as he shouted, "Open it!" He hoped his plea wouldnât disturb the neighbors, but his concern left him with no other choice.
When the door finally swung open, Felixâs eyes met yours. Without a momentâs hesitation, he pulled you into a tight, protective hug. His embrace was firm, but gentle, trying to convey all his worry and care in that single, comforting gesture.
Felixâs face was etched with deep concern as he held you close. His worry was palpable, his fear evident in every fiber of his being. He had been so frightened about what he might find and was deeply relieved to be by your side, ready to support you however he could.
"FelixâŠ" you murmured, your voice trembling. He pulled back slightly to look into your eyes, his hands resting gently on your shoulders. His gaze was filled with a deep, genuine worry.
"What is it?" he asked softly, his eyes searching yours for answers.
"I'm doomed," you said, your voice rough from crying. The tears had stopped, but the pain was still evident in your expression.
"Why?" Felix asked, his voice steady but filled with concern.
You hesitated, unsure of how to explain what you were feeling. The turmoil inside you was hard to put into words.
"IâŠ" you started, struggling to find the right words. The weight of your emotions made it difficult to speak.
"I love you." Your eyes locked onto his, hoping he would understand.
Felix froze for a moment, his mind trying to process what you had just said. He stared at you, his expression a mix of shock and tenderness. The silence stretched between you, and it made you feel anxious and exposed.
"IâŠ" you began again, but before you could continue, Felix made a decision. He gently pulled you towards him and kissed you.
The kiss was tender and full of emotion. It was a kiss that spoke of comfort and healing. Felixâs lips on yours were soft, and the warmth of the kiss seemed to wash over you, easing some of the fear and anxiety that had been building up inside you.
In that moment, you felt a profound sense of peace. Felix, who had been your anchor during the hardest times, was now offering you solace through this kiss. It was as if the kiss was telling you that you didnât have to be afraid anymore, that everything would be okay.
As you pulled away, you realized that with Felix by your side, the fears and worries seemed a little less daunting. He was your light in the darkness, your comfort in the storm. With him, you felt that you could face anything.
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an: this was kinda short but i hope you felt what im trying to show. i love precious yongbok it hurts.
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Unemployed! Felix x Employer! Reader (fem)
Felix was having one of those days. The kind where the world felt a little heavier, the sky a little too grey, and every small inconvenience seemed like a personal attack. It didnât help that he was now standing in the lobby of a company he had no business working for, hoping for a lifeline from his friend Seungmin.
"Why the hell did I think perfume was my calling?" Felix muttered to himself, tugging at the collar of his shirt. He felt out of placeâlike a stray dog wandering into a royal palace.
The lobby itself was too pristine for his liking, all white marble floors and cold, sharp edges. Everything smelled faintly of expensive fragrance, a constant reminder of just how out of his depth he was. Felix shifted uncomfortably, waiting for Seungmin to show up, his nerves gnawing at him. If Seungmin didnât come through for him soon, he was going to bolt.
Seungmin finally arrived, looking all too smug in his tailored suit. âRelax, man. You look like youâre about to pass out. Youâll be fine.â
âI doubt it,â Felix grumbled, running a hand through his hair. "This place gives me the creeps. Like it's too⊠perfect. And the last thing I need is some uptight CEO chewing me out."
Seungmin gave him a sideways glance, a smirk forming on his lips. "Uptight? I never said anything about her being uptight."
Felix let out a heavy sigh. âYou know what I mean. All CEOs are the sameâcold, calculating, and out for blood. Itâs not exactly my vibe.â
âYouâll be fine. The boss might be strict, but sheâs not heartless," Seungmin replied, eyes glinting with some kind of secret amusement Felix couldnât place. âJust stay on her good side.â
Felix rolled his eyes, barely paying attention, when somethingâor rather someoneâcaught his eye.
She walked across the lobby with a quiet confidence that seemed out of place in this antiseptic environment. The fluorescent lights glowed faintly around her, and Felix swore the air itself softened in her wake. Her features were sharp yet delicate, like someone had carefully sculpted her from pure elegance. There was something so effortlessly striking about her that Felix felt his throat tighten.
She was beautifulâno, beyond that. She was like something out of a dream. The way she carried herself, so sure and unbothered by the world around her, made everything else fade into insignificance. For the first time all morning, things made sense. It was as if the weight of his day lifted just a little, his mind refocusing on this singular figure.
âWhoâs that?â Felix whispered, his voice barely audible as he leaned toward Seungmin, eyes locked on the woman across the lobby. It wasnât just curiosity; it was an overwhelming compulsion that he couldnât explain. Something about her presence commanded his attention, as if the entire room had dimmed except for the spotlight shining directly on her.
Her movements were deliberate and elegant, each step she took seemingly in sync with the steady beat of Felixâs suddenly racing heart. She wasnât just beautifulâthere was an aura about her that made everyone else in the room seem insignificant, like background noise. Felix didnât want to blink, afraid that if he did, sheâd vanish as quickly as she appeared.
Seungmin glanced lazily in her direction, then back at Felix, amusement flashing in his eyes. The smirk on Seungminâs face only deepened the unease growing in Felixâs chest. Seungmin knew something. He always did. âOh, her?â Seungminâs voice was casual, almost too casual. âYeah, I know her.â
Felix raised an eyebrow at his friend, suspicion bubbling under the surface. âYou know her?â he asked, his tone laced with doubt. There was something in the way Seungmin said it, something teasing, something Felix couldnât quite place but knew to be wary of. Seungmin had always been the type to enjoy watching Felix squirm, and Felix got the distinct feeling this was one of those moments.
Seungminâs smirk widened, his eyes glinting with a kind of secret Felix wasnât privy to yet. âYeah,â he said simply, as if that explained everything.
Felixâs mind raced, his thoughts tumbling over one another. He couldnât stop thinking about the way she had carried herself, the effortless grace in her posture, the confident way she moved through the space. Her expression had been focused, intense even, and he couldnât shake the feeling that she was important. Too important for someone like him to approach, and yetâŠ
He swallowed hard, and before he could talk himself out of it, the words tumbled out of his mouth. âDo you think I could⊠maybe get her number?â
The second the words were out, Felix felt a flush of heat rise to his face. What was he doing? He didnât even know her name, much less anything else about her, yet here he was, acting like some love-struck fool. But there was something about herâsomething he couldnât shake. Something that made the usually confident Felix feel a little off-balance, like gravity had shifted around her.
Seungmin raised an eyebrow, a slow, almost disbelieving grin spreading across his face. âYou?â he said, clearly amused. âAsking for a girlâs number during a job interview?â
Felix groaned, wishing the floor would open up and swallow him whole. âDonât make it weird,â he muttered, rubbing the back of his neck as if that could somehow wipe away the embarrassment. âI justâlook, sheâs⊠I donât know. Sheâs different.â
Seungmin looked like he was on the verge of bursting into laughter, but he held it together, though not without a significant amount of effort. âDifferent? You barely know her.â
Felix felt the weight of Seungminâs teasing, but he couldnât let it go. âYou didnât see her like I did,â he insisted, voice softening as he glanced back toward where she had disappeared down the hallway. âThereâs something about her, Seungmin. Sheâs⊠I donât know. Itâs like sheâs not even real.â
Seungminâs smirk didnât fade, but there was a flicker of somethingâmaybe amusement, maybe pityâin his eyes. âFelix, buddy, youâre acting like youâve been hit by Cupidâs arrow.â
âDonât be ridiculous,â Felix muttered.
She glanced at Felix, her eyes flicking over him for the briefest second before moving on as if he were just another piece of office decor. She gave Seungmin a nod and continued walking, disappearing into one of the sleek glass offices.
âWhat was that about?â Felix asked, feeling more out of the loop than ever.
Seungmin just smirked, enjoying this.
As Felix watched her walk by again, his heart hammered in his chest. His mind was racing with a thousand thoughts, but the loudest one was simple: Donât let her go. Without thinking, he blurted out, âHey, excuse me!â
She turned slowly, her sharp, captivating eyes locking onto his, and Felix felt like the world around them blurred for a second. He swallowed hard. Her expression was unreadable, her eyebrow slightly raised in question, but she didnât look annoyed. Yet.
âUh, hi,â Felix stammered, trying to gather himself. He ran a hand through his hair, attempting to play it cool, but the nervous energy practically buzzed off him. âI know this is, like, probably the worst time⊠considering Iâm here for a job interview and all, but IâI just couldnât help myself.â
She crossed her arms, tilting her head slightly. âCouldnât help yourself with what?â Her tone was calm, but there was a slight edge to it, like she was testing him.
Felix bit his lip, steeling himself for whatever was going to happen next. âYou see, I donât usually do thisâespecially not when Iâm, uh, supposed to be here for a professional reason. But when I saw you⊠something clicked. Like, I donât knowâone of those cheesy moments where the room fades out, and all you can see is one person. Yeah, I know it sounds ridiculous.â
Her lips quirked slightly, just a tiny hint of amusement. âGo on.â
He felt emboldened, taking her slight reaction as encouragement. âLook, I know Iâm coming off as the guy whoâs way too forward, but I just have to say it. Youâreâwell, youâre kind of like the most beautiful thing Iâve seen in a long time. And Iâm not just talking about the way you lookâalthough, yeah, Iâd be lying if I didnât mention that. Thereâs something about the way you carry yourself thatâs got me completely... captivated. Like Iâm supposed to meet you, you know?â
She blinked, her face still mostly unreadable, but there was something behind her eyes nowâa flicker of curiosity.
âSo, what Iâm trying to say is⊠Would it be too forward to ask for your number?â Felix scratched the back of his head, offering her a sheepish smile. âI mean, lifeâs short, right? They always say love finds you in the most unexpected places. Whoâs to say thisâ" he gestured awkwardly between them, "âisnât one of those moments?â
She stared at him for a beat, her expression unreadable once again. Then, to Felixâs utter surprise, a soft, almost teasing smile crept across her lips.
âLove, huh?â she mused, her voice calm but with an edge of something Felix couldnât quite place. âThatâs quite the leap for someone you donât even know.â
Felixâs cheeks burned, but he chuckled nervously, shrugging. âHey, itâs worth a shot, right? I mean, you never know unless you try.â
She held his gaze for a moment longer before letting out a soft laugh. âYouâre bold, Iâll give you that.â
Felixâs heart soared, convinced he was winning her over. âSo, does that meanâŠ?â
Before he could finish his question, Seungmin appeared at her side, handing her a coffee. âYour coffee, boss,â he said casually, with a knowing smirk.
Felixâs face dropped in confusion, the words hanging in his throat. Boss? He blinked, staring at Seungmin, then back at her.
She gave Seungmin a nod, then turned to Felix, her smile fading into a more serious expression. âNice try, Mr. Lee,â she said smoothly, âbut I donât mix business with pleasure. Especially not with employees.â
Felixâs stomach dropped. Boss?
...
Felix waited, anxiety curling tight in his gut as he sat in the waiting area. Every second felt like an eternity, his foot tapping nervously against the tiled floor. Employees passed by, their footsteps quick and hushed, almost as if they were afraid of being noticed. There were no friendly smiles or casual conversationsâjust tense, whispered exchanges. Felix couldnât help but overhear snippets of conversations, each one making his stomach churn with unease.
ââŠsheâs impossible to pleaseâŠâ ââŠdonât mess up around her, or youâre doneâŠâ ââŠseriously, who even smiles around here?â
His heart pounded as the rumors about the CEO grew darker with each passing minute. People spoke of her like she was some kind of mythical creatureâan untouchable, no-nonsense figure who ruled the company with an iron fist. She didnât just run the company; she commanded it. Apparently, she had fired people on the spot for the smallest mistakes, and there were stories about how she once made an entire department redo a project just because the font wasnât up to her standards.
Felix swallowed hard, his palms already starting to sweat. Great. Just great. He hadnât expected this. Sure, heâd thought maybe sheâd be intimidatingâwhat CEO wasnât? But this sounded like she ate people like him for breakfast and didnât blink an eye afterward.
He wiped his hands on his pants, trying to stop them from trembling. This was supposed to be a simple job interview, not a face-off with some corporate dragon.
Seungminâs voice snapped him out of his spiraling thoughts. âFelix?â
Felixâs head jerked up, meeting Seungminâs amused gaze. âYeah?â His voice cracked slightly, betraying the nervousness he was trying to hide.
Seungminâs smirk was infuriatingly calm. âThe CEO will see you now.â
Felixâs stomach did a full somersault, the anxiety pooling into something closer to dread. âYou sure Iâm ready for this?â He didnât mean to sound so desperate, but at this point, all the rumors had his confidence teetering on the edge of a cliff.
Seungminâs sly smile widened, like he knew something Felix didnâtâlike this was all part of some big, cosmic joke that Felix was the punchline to. âAs ready as youâll ever be,â he said, his tone dripping with something unsettlingly playful.
With a deep, shaky breath, Felix stood, his legs feeling like they might give out at any moment. The walk to the office door felt like a march toward doom, and when Seungmin opened the door for him, Felix was hit with a wave of cold, sterile air.
The office itself was as intimidating as the woman who sat at the desk. It was pristineâalmost unnaturally so. Floor-to-ceiling windows lined the far wall, giving a sweeping view of the city, but the grandeur of the view did nothing to calm the nerves gnawing at his insides. Everything about the space screamed power and control. The polished desk was large, and every item on it seemed meticulously placed, as if the slightest misalignment would be unacceptable.
And there she wasâthe woman from the lobby. The one he had been so smitten by just minutes ago. The one he had asked for her number. Now, sitting behind a desk with an air of authority that made his knees weak for an entirely different reason.
She didnât look up right away. Her eyes were focused on the papers in front of her, flipping through them with a precision that felt almost clinical. But then, as if sensing his presence, she finally looked up, her gaze locking onto him. Those same eyes that had caught his attention earlier were now cold, assessing. Gone was the soft allure heâd been entranced byâreplaced with a sharp, calculating focus that pinned him to the spot.
âMr. Lee, is it?â Her voice was smooth, but there was no warmth in it.
Felixâs throat tightened. âUh, yes. Thatâs me.â
She leaned back in her chair, her movements deliberate and controlled, as if every gesture had a purpose. Her expression was unreadable, though Felix thought he saw a faint glimmer of recognition in her eyes. It was the briefest flickerâperhaps she remembered their awkward little moment in the lobby.
âHmm,â she said, her eyes narrowing slightly as she studied him. âI understand youâre interested inâŠâ
Felix could feel the sweat on his palms again, his mind racing. Her intense gaze was making it impossible to think clearly. âJoining your team,â he managed to blurt out, his voice coming out more shaky than he intended.
Her gaze didnât waver, and the room seemed to grow colder under her scrutiny. âNo, thatâs not it. I believe there was something else you mentioned earlier,â she said, her tone holding a subtle edge. She gestured between them, mimicking the awkward movement he had made when talking to her in the lobby. âWhat was it again? Something aboutâŠâ
She paused, guesturing the way he did. âLove, was it?â
Felixâs mind went blank for a moment. Love? Oh god, had he really said that? He felt the heat rising to his face, his heart thudding in his chest. This was bad. Really bad. But all he could think about was how absurd this situation was. Just a short while ago, heâd been smitten by her beauty, bold enough to ask for her number. And nowânow she was sitting behind this massive desk, her gaze like a hawkâs, making him squirm under her scrutiny.
âL-L-Love,â he stammered, his voice barely above a whisper. âYeah, I think I mightâve said something about that.â
Her lips quirked ever so slightly, but there was no humor in it. âLove,â she repeated, as if testing the word on her tongue. âBold choice of words for someone seeking a job, donât you think?â
Felix wanted to sink into the floor, his mind scrambling to find a way to recover from this disaster. But all he could manage was a sheepish smile, his voice weak with nerves. âI⊠I guess Iâm not great at first impressions, ma'amâ
Her expression didnât soften, but there was a flicker of somethingâamusement, perhapsâbefore she straightened in her chair again, her cold demeanor slipping back into place. âYouâre right about one thing, Mr. Lee. Youâre definitely not great at first impressions.â
âI understand, maâam,â Felix said, doing his best to sound respectful.
âMr. Lee, do you want to be our company's brand ambassador?â
Felixâs heart skipped a beat. Brand ambassador? That was miles beyond what heâd expectedâhe thought heâd be lucky to land a basic desk job. His mouth opened, but no words came out at first. Eventually, he nodded, still too dazed to formulate any coherent response.
She dismissed him with a curt nod, her attention already shifting back to the papers on her desk, her focus sharp and unwavering. It was clear she expected him to leave. Felix, still trying to process what had just happened, gave a half-stammered âthank youâ before turning to go, his footsteps echoing softly in the room.
As he walked out, his heart pounded, a storm of emotions swirling inside him. How had his day spiraled into this chaotic whirlwind? Just this morning, heâd woken up thinking heâd be begging for a job as a junior assistant or something mundane like that. Now, not only had he embarrassed himself in front of the most intimidating woman heâd ever met, but she also turned out to be his bossâand sheâd just offered him a position as brand ambassador. What does that even mean?
His mind raced with a jumble of confusion, disbelief, andâagainst all oddsâcuriosity. Why, despite her icy demeanor and the overwhelming pressure that came with her presence, did he still feel that strange pull toward her? It wasnât just her beauty anymore. There was something moreâsomething in the way she carried herself, the way she commanded a room without saying much at all. Felix had always been drawn to confident people, but this? This felt like being drawn toward the sun, knowing it might burn you alive, but still unable to resist the warmth.
As soon as he stepped out of the office, Seungmin was waiting for him in the hallway, arms crossed and a wicked grin plastered on his face. He leaned against the wall casually, but Felix could tell he had been waiting for this moment.
âWell?â Seungmin asked, barely holding back his laughter. âHowâd it go? Surprised?â
Felix glared at him, his frustration bubbling over. âYou knew the whole time, didnât you?â
Seungmin didnât even try to hide his amusement, his grin widening. âOf course I knew! What, you thought I was going to pass up the opportunity to watch you make a fool out of yourself?â
Felix groaned, dragging a hand down his face. âUnbelievable. You set me up! I donât know if I should thank you or strangle you.â
Seungmin shrugged, his laughter bubbling up now. âHey, you should be thanking me. I couldâve warned you, but whereâs the fun in that? Besides,â he added, leaning in with a smug look, âyou got the job, didnât you? And not just any jobâbrand ambassador. Thatâs a pretty sweet gig for someone who just flirted with their boss during a job interview.â
Felix narrowed his eyes, but a reluctant smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. As much as he hated to admit it, Seungmin had a point. âYeah, I guess I did. But you couldâve given me a heads-up, you know? I walked right into that one.â
Seungmin chuckled, clearly unbothered. âWhatâs the fun in that? Come on, youâre gonna love working here. Sheâs tough, but if you impress her, sheâs loyal. Plus,â he added with a wink, âyouâve already made quite the impression.â
Felix groaned again, but this time there was less frustration and more amusement in his voice. âYeah, well, Iâm not sure if itâs a good one.â
Seungmin clapped a hand on Felixâs shoulder, steering him toward the elevator. âDonât worry. The fact that you survived that first encounter and still got the job is a good sign. Sheâs not one to offer positions to just anyone, you know. Youâll be fine.â
As they walked toward the elevator, Felix couldnât help but steal one last glance at the closed door of her office, feeling a strange mix of excitement and dread bubbling up inside him. He wasnât sure what was more terrifyingâthe fact that he now had to work under one of the strictest bosses heâd ever heard of, or the fact that he was genuinely looking forward to it.
He let out a long breath, shaking his head as the elevator doors closed behind them. âThis is going to be one hell of a ride, isnât it?â
Seungmin smirked, hitting the button for the ground floor. âOh, definitely. But hey, at least youâll have front-row seats to the fireworks.â
Felix laughed, the tension finally beginning to melt away. âYeah, front-row seats to my own personal disaster.â
As the elevator descended, Felix couldnât stop his mind from wandering back to herâher eyes, her no-nonsense demeanor, the way she seemed to effortlessly command respect from everyone around her. He had a feeling this job was going to be a lot more complicated than heâd initially thought.
But despite everythingâdespite the nerves, the confusion, and the chaosâthere was a part of him that couldnât wait to see what would happen next. Maybe, just maybe, this unexpected twist of fate wasnât so bad after all.
He glanced at Seungmin, who was still smirking like the cat that ate the canary. âYou know what, man? I might just take you up on that âstranglingâ offer someday.â
Seungmin laughed, unfazed. âAnytime, Felix. Anytime.â
âSeungmin,â Felix finally spoke up, his voice still slightly shaky. âWhat exactly is a brand ambassador supposed to do here? I mean, I thought Iâd be behind the scenes, maybe handling sales or marketing, but this feels⊠different.â
Seungmin smirked, clearly enjoying Felixâs confusion. âAh, you still donât get it, huh? I was wondering when youâd ask.â
Felix frowned. âWhat do you mean?â
Seungmin leaned against the elevator wall, crossing his arms. âWell, when I say âbrand ambassador,â I donât just mean a guy whoâs walking around with flyers or doing customer service. No, no, this is way bigger. Youâre not going to be just some face in the backgroundâyouâre going to be working with the face of the company.â
Felix blinked, feeling a growing sense of unease. âWith the face of the company?â
Seungmin nodded, his grin widening. âExactly. You know how most companies have models, right? People who represent the brand, the image, and everything the company stands for? Well, here, our CEO is the brandâs face. Sheâs the one people see in commercials, ads, everything. She doesnât hire some random model. She is the model.â
Felixâs eyes widened as the pieces started to fall into place. âWait⊠so sheâs not just the CEO, sheâs alsoââ
ââthe literal face of the company,â Seungmin finished, nodding, and Felix understood, obviously, a pretty face like that wouldn't go unnoticed. âSheâs the one the public associates with the brand. Sheâs the one in all the campaigns, the one people see and think, âThatâs our product.â And you, my friend, will be working alongside her, not in the shadows, but right there, front and center.â
Felix felt a fresh wave of panic. âSo, youâre saying Iâm not just working for her, Iâll be working with her? Like, as her partner in this?â
Seungmin shook his head. â Youâll be modeling with her, attending events, doing photo shoots, being part of the same campaigns, but you wrok under her, man, don't forget that. Sheâs tough, Felix, but she doesnât choose just anyone to stand beside her. Youâll have to earn it, but the fact that she offered you the job means she sees something in you. Maybe it was that boldness when you asked for her number, or she thinks you look good, which is, infact, very rare.â He snickered.
Felix groaned, rubbing his temples. âYouâre enjoying this way too much.â
Seungmin shrugged, chuckling softly. âHey, if I were in your shoes, Iâd be freaking out too. But look, this is a huge opportunity. Youâll learn the ropes, and if you can impress herâwhich isnât easyâyouâre set. Itâs not every day someone gets to model alongside their boss.â
Felixâs nerves were on high alert now. Modeling? He wasnât sure if heâd signed up for that. But at the same time, the idea of working closely with her, being in the spotlight⊠it was thrilling. Terrifying, but thrilling.
âSo, Iâm going to be in photoshoots and campaigns, standing next to her?â Felix asked, his voice tinged with disbelief.
Seungmin gave him a knowing look. âYup. Youâll be representing the brand together. And trust me, people are going to be watching your every move.â
Felixâs heart pounded in his chest. He wasnât sure if this was a dream come true or a nightmare in the making. Either way, he was about to find out.
My heart is at peace once more.
Shouldâve Known Better II; Lee Felix
Genre: superhero!au, angst, fluff, hurt/comfort
Word count: 3.2K
Warnings: mentions of injuries, mentions of a (minor) character death, kisses
Hi, loves! Guess whoâs finally back with a fic :â) I am low-key nervous to post again after going on an unannounced/unintentional hiatus, but I hope you will like this part 2 of Shouldâve Known Better! Donât forget to leave feedback đ«¶
Read part one HERE
Drip drop. Drip drop.
The sound of the leaking water pipe in the dark cave was slowly making Felix lose his mind the past two days. With hooded eyes, he scanned the weapons laying scattered on the tables. He wondered if the men had left them there on purpose to taunt Felix. As if to say: âif only you weren't completely beaten up, you would've been able to get the weapons and eliminate us. If only Y/n had not betrayed you and put you in chains that suppressed your powers, maybe then you'd be free now.â
Felix wiped his eye but immediately winced at the pain rushing through his face at the action. The hit he received to his right eye left it bruised.
After you left him in the cave two days ago, the men Felix had been trying to catch for a year, quickly arrived and when they saw on Felix, nasty grins covered their lips. Even though he was supposed to feel scared, and terrified even when the men started running tests on him and didn't hesitate to beat him up some more, the only thing Felix could feel was pain. And not the physical one. The only thought on his mind was you. The pain you caused him. The nonexistent love you made him believe in. With sweet words and soft touches, you led him to his own grave. You backstabbed him in the worst way possible. You broke his heart entirely.
Felix let out a ragged breath as he averted his eyes to the wound on his chest. If he wouldn't get antibiotics soon, it was going to get infected badly. And without any of his healing powers, he wasn't sure if he'd survive that. Although, surviving did not seem like a possibility anyways anymore. Felix just had a hard time accepting that. This couldn't be the end of him, right? What was the city going to do without one of its superheroes? Who was going to protect the people of Miroh against Black Venom once they acquired Felixâs powers?
A tear rolled down Felix's cheek and he closed his eyes. Maybe it was best if he died as soon as possible. Escaping was not an option anymore and if the men would come back and run more tests on him, they had more chance to get to what they were looking for: how to copy Felix's powers and use them to their own advantage. Felix would rather die than catch sight of the damage they would do once they had the powers he owned.
The muffled sound of a small crack interrupted the silence in the cave and Felix's train of thought. He frowned but his eyes remained shut. Must have been just a rat, he thought.
Another sound entered Felix's ears, this time a louder one, and he opened his fatigued eyes. The sound seemed to have come from above him and he looked up. His eyes fell on the ceiling vent and he gradually frowned when the vent seemed to shake slightly. Felix narrowed his eyes and slowly tried to push himself up to get a closer look at where the sound was coming from.
Complete silence engulfed the cave once again but Felix did not sit back down. He slowly titled his head, his eyes scanning the vent.
All of a sudden a loud bang was heard and Felix jumped back before the vent came crashing down, missing the already injured boy by just a hair or two.
Felix's chest heaved up and down with erratic breathing as he looked at the hole in the ceiling with wide eyes.
Only a second later a person dropped from the hole and gracefully landed on both hands and feet on the cold floor.
Felix shook his head. This couldn't be-
"They should clean that space up someday," you muttered as you looked up at the ceiling you just dropped out off.
You turned to Felix and your throat immediately tightened at the sight. He looked ten times as bad as when you left him here two days ago. Dry blood stuck to the freckled skin of his face and dark blue swelling surrounded his right eye. They had stripped him off his shirt, making the large wound on his chest visible to you.
Your lower lip trembled but you quickly cleared your throat and looked away. "They beat you up well, I see."
Although he was beaten up physically, you felt like the worst damage was done mentally. His eyes seemed to be stolen of life and emotion. He was almost unrecognizable.
"What are you doing here?" Felix growled, looking up at you from the ground.
"Oh, I don't know, watch a movie and chat a little- Of course, I came to get you out of here," you quipped before looking down at him but he just frowned.
"And why on earth would I trust you? You might as well get me out of here to sell me to an even worse gang for more money," Felix retorted and you slightly winced before nodding.
"Okay, I deserved that one. I made a mistake, I know I did. But if you were in my posit-" you quickly caught yourself and swallowed your words before sighing with closed eyes. "I have no valid reason to give you to believe or trust me, but please, Felix, we do not have much time before they come back so I have no other option than to hope you'll believe me so we can get out of here," you almost begged the boy. Felix inspected you as if trying to decide whether trusting you again was the worst decision he could make. "Please," you whispered.
"Free me from these chains," Felix murmured and you froze for a second before quickly nodding.
Not even five seconds later, the locks of the chains were opened, revealing Felix's bruised wrists.
You watched him as he took deep, ragged breaths and you knew his powers were coming back to him. But with the severity of his injuries, you weren't sure his powers were able to heal him quick enough or give him enough strength to be able to fight the gang, at least now.
"You're too weak to fight them now."
Felix's wild eyes shot up at you and without thinking you took a step back. You had brought Felix into this situation, and now that his powers were back, it wouldn't be a surprise if he ended you here and now. You just had not thought about that before coming here. The only thing on your mind was Felix and the need to save him. You were blinded by guilt and by the love you wished you didn't feel for the boy.
Felix noticed the way you balled your fists and let out a bitter chuckle. "I am not going to kill you, Y/n. I am not like you," he hoarsely stated and his words hit you like a punch in the face.
You shook your head and tears pooled in your eyes. "I am not a murdered, Felix."
This made fury flash in Felix's eyes and in a sharp movement, he had you backed up against the wall with the side of his forearm horizontally pressing against your throat.
"Leaving me here to my death comes pretty close to my definition of being a murderer," Felix breathed.
You looked up at the ceiling before squeezing your eyes shut, causing a tear to escape. "You just don't understand, Felix. You never will."
Felix's jaw tightened and he inched closer to you, his nose brushing against yours.
"Try me, Y/n."
He tilted his face, his lips now almost touching yours as his arm pressed harder against your throat.
"Explain to me why you did what you did and let me be the one to decide whether I'll understand you or not," he hissed.
Felix had never scared you before.
But after betraying him the way you did, you wouldn't blame him if he did hurt you. He just told you he wouldn't kill you, but the fire in his eyes was telling you otherwise. And you couldn't be mad at him for it. Maybe you did deserve this.
He had been beaten up, starved, and run tests on. All because of you, someone he trusted, someone he loved.Â
"We don't have much time left, Felix. Y-You have to trust me and let me get you out of here."
His dark eyes searched for yours and for a second a thick silence fell over the cave as you and Felix stared at each other. Another tear rolled down your cheek and Felix's eyes flickered from yours to the tear.
Slowly he let go of you and stepped back. But just as he was going to speak up, he stumbled and you quickly stepped forward to catch him. "Felix?!"
"I-I'm fine," he wearily murmured but the blue veins appearing on his face and chest told you otherwise. What was going on with him?
Your eyes flickered to the chains laying on the ground and it was only when you saw the blue liquid dripping from it, you realized Black Venom poisoned the metal.
Your eyes widened. "Oh my God, they poisoned you-"
Before he could respond, the door of the cave opened.
"Felix, get down!" You screamed.
With the last strength left in Felix's body, he ducked and you raised your arm to release a blow from your arm cannon.
The blast aimed at the Black Venom member sent the man flying against the wall behind him. Felix's eyes widened as they flickered from the unconscious man on the floor back to you with shock written all over his face.
"I'm on your side, Felix. Please believe me," you breathed, scared for the rest of the gang to arrive after hearing the combustion. Felix finally nodded.
You released a relieved breath. "Hold onto me."
Felix wrapped his arms around you and just before the rest of Black Venom came crashing into the cave, the two of you disappeared through the hole in the ceiling.
"So you know Black Venom?â Felix murmured as you finished wrapping the wound on his chest with a bandage. He was sitting down on the counter in your bathroom and watched you with dark eyes. You placed the first aid kit beside him on the counter and nodded as you prepared the shot with the antidote, avoiding eye contact with the boy.
"Before I can continue treating your other wounds, you will first need the antidote. The antidote does subdue your healing powers for a while, but without it, you won't survive for longer than a week. Therefore, I will treat your worst injuries and you will have to stay here until you're strong enough to lea-
"How?"
You looked up with a questioning expression on your face.
"How do you know Black Venom?" He asked.
You sighed, wondering if he even heard anything you just explained.
"My dad used to work for them."
Felix frowned as he watched you but stayed silent to allow you to continue.
"Growing up, my family did not have much money. We lived in the slum of Miroh. I saw how my father and mother would go to bed hungry, just so they could feed me and my siblings," you started before looking up at Felix.
"You said you didn't have family," Felix frowned.
You chuckled softly. "Because I did not want anyone to know they existed. It would only expose them to danger." Tears brimmed in your eyes but you quickly cleared your throat and held up the shot.
"This is going to hurt," you murmured.
You took a step closer to the boy, now standing in between his legs so you'd be able to have access to his neck. You immediately noticed the way he held his breath at the close proximity between you two but you tried your best to ignore it.
You placed your left hand on the side of his neck to keep it steady before piercing the needle through the skin on the right side of his neck.
Felix let out a gasp followed by a loud groan and his hands immediately shot to your waist, squeezing it tightly.
"Breathe, Felix, breathe," you whispered and after letting out a whimper, he dropped his forehead on your shoulder, loosening his grip on your waist but keeping his hands there. His chest heaved with heavy breathing and you couldn't help but entangle your left hand in his hair, softly stroking it to calm the boy down.
"Go on. Tell me more about your past. Distract me," he pleaded and you quickly nodded.Â
"T-the moment I was old enough to make money, I did everything in my power to do so. When I was eleven I would sell posters, candy, flowers, anything that could give me a little bit of money to give to my parents,â you rambled before taking a deep breath. âBut it wasn't enough. And that is when my father got involved with Black Venom."
Felix slightly shifted against your body but stayed silent.
"My father was a good man. He wasn't a criminal. But he needed money to keep his family alive, Felix, and working for Black Venom brought him money," you whispered and it was only when you looked at yourself through the mirror behind Felix, that you noticed the tear rolling down your cheek.
"But even if he wasn't a criminal by heart, being involved with Black Venom meant living in a dangerous underworld of criminals that could cost his life. And it did. The police shot him when I had just turned sixteen."
Felix frowned, feeling tears brim in his eyes. "I'm sorry," he whispered against the skin of your shoulder.
You nodded, more tears falling from your eyes. "My mother was so heartbroken, she couldn't take care of my siblings and me anymore, so I knew I had to do it. I went to look for Black Venom. I hoped that because they knew my father, they could provide me and my family with some money, just enough so we could move away from Miroh and start a new life somewhere else." You scoffed, remembering how they reacted when they saw you. "I begged them on my knees, Felix. And they sent me away. Saying I was not their problem, that my family was not their problem. That my father's death was his own problem."
Felix clenched his jaw, feeling a weight of anger press onto his chest.
"And that's when I made the stupid decision of trying to steal from them. I was only sixteen and desperate, so one night I planned to rob one of their storages."
Felix raised his head to look at you, forgetting about the pain in his body from the antidote. "They caught you,â he mumbled, looking into your eyes.
You nodded. "I have been working for them ever since. They said they'd kill me and my family if I didn't."
"God, Y/n," Felix whispered.
"I'm sorry I made you fall into their trap, I am sorry I lied to you," you croaked before a sob escaped from your lips and Felix shook his head.
Your breath hitched in your throat when the boy wrapped his arms around you and pressed you against his body in a tight hug. Immediately, you buried your face in his neck, and he comfortingly stroked your hair as you cried.
"You did what you had to do to protect your family," he murmured, making you wrap your arms around Felix tightly.
"But you didn't deserve any of tha-"
"You risked your life to come back for me," Felix interrupted you with a soft voice.
Slowly, you looked up at him and searched for his eyes only to find he was already looking at you.
A thick silence engulfed the small bathroom as Felix and you looked each other in the eyes.
"I might've lied a lot to you," you quietly started, your voice hoarse. "But I never lied about my feelings."
Felix's heartbeat sped up and he held his breath.
"All of it was real. All our moments, all our kisses.. it was real, Felix."
Felix swallowed and his hand slowly made its way to cup your face, wiping the tears from your cheek with his thumb. "All of it?" He whispered carefully.
"All of it," you replied and after the three words entered Felix's ears, he closed the gap by pressing his warm lips onto yours.
Your eyes fluttered shut and your heart immediately seemed to grow a size at the familiar feeling you had missed so much. The feeling of his plush lips moving in sync with yours, the feeling of sharing his breath, of being so incredibly close to him.
You carefully placed your hands on his waist and the feeling made Felix's skin burn. His thumb stroked your cheek as he pulled away slightly only to tilt his head and capture your lips with his again.
Although you wished the moment would never end, you pulled away and rested your forehead against his. "Felix," you whispered and he hummed while trying to catch his breath.
"I-I can not stay here."
Felix opened his eyes and his eyebrows furrowed together. "What do you mean?" He breathed as he tried to look for your eyes that were avoiding his.
"Staying in Miroh is too dangerous for my family, Lix. I am planning on taking them and leaving as soon as possible."
Felix's lower lip slightly trembled as he hastily shook his head. âWhat? No.â
You stepped back before turning around and running a hand through your hair, not knowing what to say to him.
Felix jumped off the counter and stepped closer to you once again. "Y/n, you can't leave."
You turned around and looked at Felix with sadness painted all over your face.
"I can't lose you again," Felix stated with glossy eyes.
âBut-"
"I will protect you and your family, Y/n. Now that I know everything, I can protect you. After the two days I've been in their cave, I know what Black Venom wants, I know their weak spots. I know how to fight them now, how to defeat them," Felix rambled as he took your hands in his. "I will protect your family, Y/n, I promise. Hyunjin, Minho, Han, and all the other heroes of Miroh can protect them now we know of their existence. Please trust me.â
You looked into his desperate but determined eyes and even with the fear for your family's safety still existing, you believed Felix was speaking the truth. He would keep you and your family safe. The other heroes of Miroh would help. He would be able to capture Black Venom now and you wouldnât have to work for or run from them anymore. Things could finally get better.
"Do you promise?" You mumbled as you took a step closer to Felix.
He intertwined your fingers with his and rested his forehead against yours.
"I promise."
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