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Hiiii,
So you posted the prompt list like 10 minutes ago, I was wondering if I could request one with Felix with the hand on your thigh one, maybe the reader is stressing over uni assignments and just his touch comforts them? (because that’s me right now and I just want a hug or physical touch or something😂)
Thank youu 🥰
[20.31]
crush!felix x gn!reader
genre: fluff, college au
warnings: mentions of food, descriptions of academic stress, one swear word
word count: 1.5K
prompt: you and your lover sitting next to each other at a table and they rest their hand on your thigh, gently rubbing their thumb back and forth.
A/N: hello lovie! i’m sorry for taking a few days to get this done. i was… admittedly feeling very under the weather. still kind of am. but i hope this was okay? finally managed to finish writing it. it’s not proofread though, i’m sorry about any typos 😅 i’ll fix them later. thank you for sending in the request! 💛
you chewed on your lips, your heart sinking further and further as you sat at the cafeteria table, listening to your classmates discuss the big assignment due in a few days. fingers relentlessly tapping on your notebook, a surge of panic built up in your chest, slowly making its way up to your throat, leaving you feeling a little nauseous. your classmates had all completed their work early and there you were, tapping on the notebook that contain half-completed research notes.
you weren’t necessarily one of those people who neglected their work. but for some reason… this particular topic had rendered your mind numb and you could barely bring yourself to focus on even reading about it, let alone write a whole paper on it.
you felt inadequate.
this was your degree. you were supposed to be good at this. you were supposed to know exactly how to write the perfect essay. and yet there you were… nervously flipping open your notebook to skim over all the little points you had jotted down, the gears in your head frantically trying to piece the information to form a coherent argument. anything to kickstart the eventual writing process.
you weren’t sure how long it had been since you started scribbling on your notebook, a few articles open on your phone. your classmates’ words had long become simple white noise, save for the time they asked you if you wanted some dinner, to which you’d politely declined. you were too stressed to think about anything other than getting your work done.
after jotting down a few points, you had hit yet another dead end. you wrote down all these ideas, but none of them seemed to click. and with that, your head started spiralling again as the panic set in.
what if you never understand how to write this essay? what if you miss your deadline? what if you fail this module? what if–
your thoughts got cut off by a gentle, but firm hand squeezing your thigh. turning to your right, you noticed your friend, or rather the boy you’d had a crush on for the past year, smiling at you reassuringly. and while his smile usually took away any inhibitions that loomed over your head, this time you couldn’t help but stare at him wide-eyed, feeling a little embarrassed that he’d noticed your little meltdown.
‘you okay?’ he mouthed silently and you tried your best to reciprocate the soft smile he offered you—though no matter how much you tried, your worn out eyes seemed to give away your distress. ‘you sure?’ he audibly whispered this time, leaning a little closer so you could respond without having anyone else hear.
you nodded, despite the light build up of tears in your waterline from the question. no, you really were not okay. you were tired, stressed, and questioning your abilities.
but you couldn’t really admit to that.
felix had noticed your ever-growing frustration with yourself as the creases on your forehead seemed to deepen, the guilt of being the only one stuck on this one assignment everyone else found so easy making you feel like you were 5 inches tall. your friend furrowed his own brows as he studied you intently, head tilting a little to examine each worried line on your face. his eyes travelled to your finger nervously tapping on the pen in your hand and he let out a discreet sigh, understanding what was going on in your mind.
smiling a little, his thumb stroked the expanse of your thigh softly, trying to catch your attention as you zoned out once more. you glanced at him, lips pressing in a thin line, the corners barely lifting in a failed attempt at reassurance. within seconds, felix cleared his throat and stood up.
‘um, i think i’m gonna go get a snack from the shop. y/n, you wanna go with me?’
‘huh?’ you responded, your mind not completely present as you kept thinking about how much work you needed to get done in the next few days.
‘come on,’ he smiled, nudging his head towards the glass door a few meters away from where they sat. you glanced at the door for a second before turning back to felix with a clueless gaze. his smile deepened, small dimples forming at the corners of his lips as he sent another inviting gesture your way. not even in your most stressed out state could you ignore the hopeful sparkle in his eyes.
you exhaled a breath you didn’t realise you were holding and nodded, getting up quietly, leaving your phone and notebook on the table. felix entwined his fingers around your palm the moment you stepped towards him and started leading you to the convenience store on campus.
the first half minute passed on in silence, the chatter of students around campus and the steady chirping of the crickets filling the empty space between the two of you as you walked side by side. soon enough, your friend finally decided to speak up, his concern overpowering his desire to give you space.
‘you wanna talk about it?’ he asked, nudging your shoulder with his.
‘huh?’ you responded as your brain processed his question. ‘oh. there… really isn’t anything to talk about.’
‘you sure? you look pretty stressed.’
‘yeah. i’m sure,’ you breathed out. ‘it’s just… uni work. it’s– it’s fine,’ you sputtered out as you stared at the dark lake to the right of the walkway to the shop. looking back at him, you offered a fake smile as to not worry him. ‘i’m okay.’
felix didn’t look convinced but nodded anyway, wanting to respect your space. ‘well if there is anything ever… you can tell me—you know that right?’ his words, paired with the earnest expression that graced his features made the pressure in your chest slowly start to dissipate, the warmth from his voice spreading throughout ribcage. you didn’t even realise when he managed to pull a real smile out of you, your teeth pressing on your bottom lip as you nudged his shoulder with yours.
‘i know,’ you whispered softly.
.
the moment you entered the convenience store, the freckled boy smiled brightly as he made a beeline for your favourite section, tugging you along excitedly, a confused look on your face.
‘what’d you wanna get?’ you asked as he stood in front of a shelf full of various snacks and drinks, eyeing the different items, finger stroking his chin as if it was the most important decision in the world.
‘these are your favourite, yeah?’ he asked as he picked up a pack of your favourite snack. ‘or do you want to try something else? they have a new flavour out. ooh wait, that looks good too.’
‘i thought we came here because you wanted something?’
‘i do,’ he turned to you with a bright smile. ‘i want to get you your favourite snack so i can cheer you up!’
you tilted your head for a moment, dumbfounded that he’d walked all the way to the shop just to buy something for you. the tightness you felt in your chest completely unnoticeable at that point, your heart heavy with emotion, beating a little faster, making your cheeks feel a little warm.
‘how was one person so thoughtful?’ you asked yourself. you really did wonder how the beautiful human being you loved so dearly could be as kind as he was. always so considerate, always so willing to cheer everyone up. it made your chest swell up with an abundance of admiration for the boy as your eyes stayed glued to his, a dopey grin plastered across your face.
‘i really am okay, you know?’ you punched his shoulder lightly (and maybe a little awkwardly), realising that you’d been staring at him with lovestruck eyes for a little too long. ‘you didn’t have to do that.’
felix gave you a playful frown and reached out to pinch your cheek. ‘i knowww,’ he dragged on as he shook your cheek, simpering at way you scrunched up your nose before letting go. ‘but i want to. and… i know you’re going to stay up so we’ll need some snacks, wouldn’t we?’
‘we?’
he nodded. ‘what? you think i’m going to let you pull an all nighter alone when you look like a character from the walking dead?’ he joked, earning a playful shove from you as your laughter bounced off the walls of the small convenience store.
‘you’re an asshole.’
‘yes, but i’m your asshole,’ he said with pride before his face fell. ‘wait, that didn’t sound right. you get what i mean!’ he exclaimed, his cheeks reddening a little at his poor choice of words.
you bit the side of your lip to control your laughter and ruffled his blond hair a little, eliciting a playful scowl from the boy as he blew a few stray locks out of his eyes. giggling, you brushed his bangs to the side, before sliding your hand down to pinch his cheek the way he’d pinched yours.
‘you’re amazing, you know that? thank you.’
‘anything for my favourite human,’ he responded in a chipper voice, his eyes crinkling at the corner from joy as he your hand in his, thumb stroking the back of it. he beamed as he watched the stress from your features slowly disappear, a look of complete and utter adoration taking over instead—and he thought to himself: he’d do almost anything to keep that expression framed on your face. a bashful smile on your lips as you stared at him, his own blushing cheeks reflecting in your eyes—and none of your worried lines close in sight.
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