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sOoo.. Aussie line knows tumblr i—

oOf like bIJ IMAGINE THEM LOOKING AT OUR POSTS AND LIKING THEM EVEN THO WE CANT TELL IF WHICH ONES WHO cUz oF course they will be disguised by their usernames 👀

BUt IF U ARE BANGCHAN OR FELIX I JUST WANT TO SAY THAT THANK U BANGCHAN FOR BEING YOURSELF ALSO THANK U SO MUCH STRAY KIDS FOR LETTING ME KNOW MYSELF MORE THRU THE LYRICS OF YOUR SONGS AND THANK U FOR YOUR EXISTENCE 😿💖 I LUV U GUYS SO MUCHHH 💖💞💓💖💞💓💞💖💓💞💖

"who's the reason behind your smile?"

me:

THE TEASER PHOTOS AUSSIE LINE AAAAAAAAA (lets just accept the fact that hyunjin is part of the aussie line now AHAHHHAHAH)

myyy ahgastay hearttt 😭😍😍💖💖💖

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YOUR BEHAVIOR IS SO AAARRGHH

© glowjeongin

i have no words

This is how I’m gonna propose to Felix

Your Felix drabble are my life support. It's my oxygen. Please never stop them.

Lmfao Sure. :D

Sub!Felix (skz) Drabble 9

Warnings: NSFW/minors dni, pwp, sub!Felix, pet(kitten)-owner relationship, male!reader, sub!Felix, dom!reader, rough sex, anal penetration, plug, dacryphilia, double penetration, pain kink, established relationship, idk if i forgot smth, ok bye.

Word count: 552

Felix gasped when his owner pressed the palm of his hand against the thick plug snugged tightly in of him, pushing it further inside.

“Dirty boy, aren’t you already filled up…?” His owner smiled, referring to the rounds they had previously done earlier that night, and the reason for Felix to use that plug; to keep him stuffed with cum.

Felix smiled, grasping his owner’s shoulders for support at the feeling of sudden movement. “Y-yes… But I want your cum again…”

His owner stared at him for a few seconds, admiring his kitten’s naked form as legs spread open for him for the fourth time this night. “If you insist…” His owner murmured while reaching out for the lube on their nightstand. He poured a generous amount over his cock, coating it and making sure there was plenty for what he was about to do. He tossed the small bottle to a side, shifting to a more comfortable position before he aligned his cock with his entrance, plug still deep inside the other boy. He pushed the tip past the rim and groaned, just at the same time as Felix let out a high-pitched moan at the sudden, wider stretch than usual. He hugged his owner’s neck tightly, pulling him closer as if that would lessen the pain. His owner didn’t move for some moments, waiting for any type of comment from his kitten as to pull out. Instead, after a few minutes, Felix wiggled slightly his hips.

His owner gripped onto his hips, nails digging into the skin as he forced himself deeper into the tight heat. Felix let out a broken cry, back arching off the bed and hands tangled in his owner’s hair, pulling and making his owner moan himself. Trembling, tears began forming in his eyes because that was one hell of a stretch. He still didn’t ask to stop. He didn’t want to stop.

His owner began moving lightly, hips rocking back and forth slowly, causing the plug to move too. With no space left and with the angle his owner kept, he could feel his squished prostate being rubbed over and over again, slowly turning half of the pain into pleasure.

Within some minutes, his owner had sped up the pace, pushing himself past the rim with each thrust, pinning his hips down onto the bed to make it easier to piston into him. Fuck, he was usually tight, this was impossibly tighter. Felix trashed slightly on the bed, moans spilling from his lips from the amount of stimulation his prostate was receiving, nails scratching at his owner’s back.

With a few more thrusts, his owner spilled his seed once again into him while moaning out his name, the same time as Felix screamed, his own release pooling over his stomach, tears running freely down his cheeks.

“I-it hurts~…!” Felix whined when his owner began his movements once again, aiming for a second round. He immediately stopped, pulling out until only the tip was left in him, kissing his tear-stained cheeks.

“Want to stop, my kitten…?” He asked, moving away from the strands of bangs stuck to Felix’s forehead by his sweat. Felix took a moment to answer, panting heavily. His cheeks flushed even more as he shook his head no; he could take another round.

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Sub!Felix(Skz) x Dom!Male

Word count: 517

Warnings: NSFW (minors dni), pwp, pet(kitten)- owner relationship, rough sex, crying, hair-pulling, fingering, aquaphilia, overstimulation, waterboarding? (I don't think so cause there's no non-con but I wanna warn correctly TT) breath play, torture, established relationship, idk if i forgot smth, ok bye. but did i forget something?

Second kinktober post! Why isn't tumblr saving drafts correctly? :,D

This smut belongs to one of my unpublished book, edited to fit Felix.

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Kinktober 2024 - Week 2: Aquaphilia/Torture

"He couldn't help to let out a high-pitched moan underwater, forgetting completely how to hold his breath and even breath when his release hit him. It felt just as good as choking; but maybe even riskier. His whole body felt on fire, struggling every now and then in fear to breath."

"F-fuck..." Felix mewled, back arching and gripping tighter on the edges of the tub, knees open on the bathroom floor with his ass sticking out while two of his owner's fingers quickly moved in and out of him. What his owner planned and Felix thought was a warm bath quickly turned into a mess when his owner undressed him in the bathroom; he didn't take long to touch him. The tub was full to the brim though, even when no one was inside.

Yet, Felix's hair was dripping wet due to previous disobedience. It sent pleasant shivers down his spine when he arched his neck, hot water dripping on his back and sliding over his asscheeks and between his legs, mixing with the cum from past orgasms used as improvised lube.

"A-ah," Felix whined, moving forward to get rid of some stimulation when he felt his release approaching again. It didn't work, since his owner's fingers moved forward with him and pressed deeper inside, curling up every now and then to hit his prostate and keep him in the edge.

"P-please, I-I'm gonna-," his words were cut with his own squeal when his owner yanked him by his hair to make him look at him, all while his fingers kept moving relentlessly. His eyes bored into Felix's red eyes, lashes decored with a mixture of small droplets from his tears of pain and pleasure and the water, mouth open just a bit to moan freely and regain some air.

"You can take it for me, right, kitten...?," he told him, pushing a third finger inside of him forcefully since his hole was squeezing tighter than usual, signaling he was close, in fact.

Without further warning, he pushed his head into the water inside the tub, enjoying how Felix's whole body tensed and his hands tried pushing against the edge to breath. His owner kept a firm grip, not allowing him to budge from his position underwater, all while he worked his fingers to rub on his prostate vigorously. After a few seconds, Felix began moving his hips, unsure if to move closer or away.

Felix let out a high-pitched moan underwater, forgetting completely how to hold his breath and even breathe when his release hit him. It felt just as good as choking; but maybe even riskier. His whole body felt on fire, struggling every now and then in fear of breathing. He couldn't help but inhale some water, struggling just a bit more when he did. His owner pulled him by his hair outside of the water, and Felix gasped deeply right before coughing due to the water inhaled, mixing with whines in between when his owner wouldn't bother to slow down. It was all such a disgusting mess, and Felix had to admit he loved every single bit of it.

His owner slowly pulled his fingers out, to Felix's relief. He was still panting heavily, trying to regain his breath. His eyesight was blurry, but he felt his owner comb his wet hair back and couldn't help but curl his lips into a small smile.

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Kinktober Masterlist 2024

Y'all need to stop saying Felix is a bottom I mean he maybe but let me tell u from a bottom's perspective. We're also curious about how it feels to top

Lemme tell u hyunjin was probably a top at first but became a switch just to let Felix top I just know that's how their relationship works

Since y'all see him as a bottom I'm doing mah man some justice

Felix x sub male Listener smut audio

Even though he luved having his body ruined Felix was also curious what it was topping someone and he'd been eyeing u for a long time having the most lustful thoughts about you;ripping off your clothes.but he knew you wouldn't let him have a taste off that sweet ass so all it took was just a pill of Viagra

"Ahh this feels so good, so warrm so tight can't believe this is what hyunjin didn't want me to feel"

"Look at you so beautiful like this you won't even remember this in the morning" he giggles

So let's all pretend Felix is top I know it's hard to accept but lets all pretend he is cuz I seriously want him to top me

Back to our question Wat kind of top would u think he could be

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imagine dancing to yes or yes by twice and having felix help you clean up the choreography.

"baby, make sure to be on the balls of your feet especially during the chorus." he says while demonstrating key points of the choreography.

"lix, can we please take a break? we've been dancing for forever!" you exclaimed as you tried to fan your sweaty face.

his frame slowly moves closer to you as you tried to cool yourself off, "alright darling, we'll take ten." he states softly while planting his bottom next to your feet.

"you did amazing for someone who claims they don't dance." he says as he stares at you with loving eyes.

"thanks lix, i wouldn't have been able to do most of the moves without you though."

"yes you would, i've seen your booty move in the hallway. you can definitely dance."

"okay wait why are you looking at my booty?"

"you have a nice booty okay, let me be."

clutch. - 이페릭스.

clutch: when someone or a team performs really well in important situations.

SYNOPSIS. felix is the last one standing against the last squad. since you don't want to end the night on a loss you give your friend felix a little motivation: "felix, if you clutch this i'll send you my tits"

bsf!felix x f!reader ft. seungmin, smut, mdni

tags. sub!felix, also simp felix (he's got a big fat crush on you), also felix' gorgeous and luscious hair, phone sex, guided masturbation, masturbation (f & m), nudes, use of toys, begging, teasing, pet names (good boy, pretty boy, baby), praising (he deserves 'em, ok??), squirting, orgasms (f & m). wc. 2.9k

a/n. i hope you enjoy because this is pure filth lolzzz. my inspiration comes from a twitcher that was playing val and one of her friends said that to her and she fucking slayed everything. also this is based on apex because i dont play val or lol so yeah.

“Fuck! I’m down” you heard Seungmin wail in your headset. You sighed, annoyed. It was your very last game of the evening and you really didn’t want to end on a loss. Your eyes went up to the corner of the screen again. It was down to the last team and you could have been the champions. But you died in a 2v1 earlier and the team didn’t have anymore respawn beacons. You still had hope to win because Seungmin could surely take them but he was cornered and the other team had the high ground. Felix was the last one standing on your team and well… He wasn’t the best player and the enemy squad was still full. 

Felix was petrified watching all of his squad get slaughtered one by one. He was frantically checking his hiding spot, hearing the steps of the other squad coming in.

“Felix if you clutch this I’ll send you my tits”.

The silence that followed was almost religious. Felix didn’t even think, he didn’t let his nerves take the best out of him at the idea of possibly seeing you in a way he had secretly dreamed of for a long time now. Instead it calmed him, he was in a sort of serene trance. He knew if wanted to get his crush’s nude he had to do this. He had to win.

So he did.

In a second he jumped out of his hiding spot, surprising the healer of the enemy squad and fired first and took them down. He was light as a shadow as precise as an assassin. He heard the footsteps coming in from the left so he circled the building by the right. He jumped on the roof waiting for the last two enemies to find him. One opened the door just beneath Felix he fired, not missing a single shot but the second one quickly came to help his teammate. Felix had to take cover but as the first one was trying to heal he shot again to take them down. He quickly came down the rooftop and made the final blow with his melee weapon. And there it was: you are the champions. Written in red and gold across the screen while epic music played in the background but Felix heard none of it. The song was completely drowned out by the loud cheers of his friends. 

You and Seungmin screamed and jumped. You couldn’t believe what you saw, Felix single handedly took out the entire last squad. When you got up your chair to jump around you were really thankful you swapped for a wireless headset. 

“Broooooo” Seungmin started, “What the fuck was that? You absolute legend.”

“Mate, I don’t even know”

“Lix, that was actually insane!” you chipped in.

The conversation went on and Felix was patiently waiting for someone to bring up what you said earlier. But no one said anything. It was probably a figure of speech or a joke… Yeah, probably a joke. And Felix couldn’t help the little tinge of disappointment that tainted his heart when he heard you say goodnight at the other end of the line.

“I really gotta go, I’m working in the morning” Seungming started.

“Yeah” Felix chuckled, trying his hardest to maintain the euphoria of winning, because somehow he still felt like he lost in the end.

“Good night, Lixie” you whispered.

“Bye” He exhaled, staring at your small icon before the green halo around it disappeared. 

Your picture was smiling right at him and he sighed again picturing you smiling like this tonight. Then he thought of what you said again. He slapped his forehead and frowned at himself. How did he actually believe that?! Of course it was a joke. A stupid joke you would make to your friends… A friend who you love platonically… Platonically and that’s it… Felix had to understand that, he had to accept that. After all these years you probably saw him as a brother. 

He cringed and shook his head at the idea, trying to stop the dreadful train of thoughts before he’d eventually break his own heart. But right when he was hovering above the shut down button the distinct sound of a new message chimed in.

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Just like earlier, Felis didn’t take a second breath, didn’t scramble, his hand was steady when he clicked on it. What the screen then showed knocked the air right out of his lungs. 

You are so beautiful. 

You were wearing your gaming gear, your LED baby blue headset, your hair beautifully tied back, no make up. Your gray demon slayer hoodie was pulled up. You seemingly didn’t wear a bra today because the hoodie was the only thing you needed to lift up to snap the perfect picture of your heavenly tits. 

Felix swallowed thickly, he flipped his long blond hair out of his eyes as they were screwed onto the screen as hot blood rushed to his groin at an alarming rate. He felt dizzy as his tongue swiped across his bottom lip. You looked so mischievous, wearing a devilish little smirk slightly crooked, just so playful. Your breasts were squished together and you held the camera with one hand with the other lifting up the hoodie. Your nipples were pebbled. So fucking perfect, Felix thought as his hand found his growing bulge. The perfect size, the perfect color. Perfection. And to top it all off your tongue was sticking out, a long and thick string of saliva was dripping onto your chest, right into the cleavage and rolling down to your nipples, making your skin wet and shiny. It was the most erotic thing he had ever seen. You were the most erotic thing ever.

[incoming audio call: staydreamgurl]

Felix panicked for a second, almost knocking the ninja energy drink on his custom keyboard.

“Shit” he caught the can before the disaster and picked up the call. 

“Hm-Hello?” Felix tried, his deep voice was careful, almost hesitant. And you chuckled at his awkwardness.

“So,” you started, Felix could hear the same devilish crooked smirk through the phone. “What are you gonna do with it?” You sounded so naughty and Felix almost choked on his saliva, a novel attitude he was not about to start complaining about.

“Hmm… I-I don’t really know yet” He lied, his eyes fluttering to the huge bottle of lotion behind the monitor. 

“Liar” you said, tit for tat.

Fuck.

“You’re gonna jack off to it” 

“Yeah” He chuckled awkwardly again. “I was gonna do that”

“How?”

“W-what, what do you mean?”

“How are you gonna touch yourself to my pic?” There was not an ounce of hesitation in your voice. “Tell me how you’re gonna do it”

“I-I…Hmmm” Felix stammered, he was at a loss for words. This brand new attitude you had, your sultry voice, your pushy, self assured demeanor and the lewd photo that was still full-screen on his monitor. He loved all of that a little too much.

“You want help?”

“What?”

“I could tell you exactly how to do it. You’d just have to listen to me and do what I tell you.”

“Fuck” he let escape, his breath was already short. Was he fucking dreaming? Was it really happening? Was something finally happening? He would have ever imagined this. Not tonight after dreaming about it countless times. It was finally happening. “Hm, yeah, y-yeah I’d love that.” Felix agreed.

“Good boy.” you praised in the same sultry tone, the pet name made Felix’ cock jump between his thighs.

“Grab your lube, your lotion. What do you usually use?” You asked, your voice a little lower, a little quieter too.

“I-I use lotion.” Felix said, reaching behind his monitor and dragging the blue and white bottle to him.

“Oh! So naughty, not so innocent after all, huh?” You chuckled. “Take your clothes off, all of them.” You ordered, and in a split second Felix was completely naked on his chair, his pink nipples were hardening as he pushed his back onto the comfortable gaming chair.

“Are you hard?” you asked in a sinful sigh that had Felix’s heart flutter stupidly.

“Y-Yes” Felix said, struggling not to stroke himself, impatiently waiting for your instructions. “I’m so fucking hard right now.”

“My bare tits get you hard, pretty boy?” You said, a little rasp in the voice that didn’t go unnoticed.

His dick throbbed again as he let out a stifled sigh. He definitely liked the way you were talking to him.

“F-fuck yes they do. And your voice too.” Felix’s usually deep voice sounded ever so slightly more squeaky. “C-can I please touch myself, now?”

“Already begging, huh?” you asked, rather amused.

“Please” Felix huffed quietly. For you he seemed he had only been waiting a couple of minutes but in reality he had been waiting for you for a lifetime. He was so eager for you, so thirsty for more of you in a brand new novel way. A version of you that he never met and only ever dreamt of was suddenly here, suddenly you were real. And he couldn't get to know the new you fast enough.

“Get the lotion in your hand, a good amount. I want it to glide smoothly”

“Yes!” Felix hastened to answer. He extended his hand and pushed on the pump twice, getting a generous dollop of lotion onto his palm.

“Now smear it on yourself. Base to tip, everywhere and don’t forget the balls.” He immediately did as he was told. He hissed quietly at the feeling of the cold lotion on his hot cock. He took the lotion to his base, all the way up to his tip and down to the balls.

“There, there. Good job baby” you cooed and the kind words earned you a small little whimper.

Felix was gripping down at his cock, trying hard not to stroke himself yet, waiting for you. 

“Now, start rubbing your thumb over the tip, tease yourself a little bit for me, baby”

“O-okay” he said, his fist went up his shaft and his thumb circled his tip, teasing the little ridges at the sides and going up to also tease his slit. He gasped at how sensitive he already was.

“Tell me how it feels, baby don’t be shy” you whispered.

“Nghh... It feels s’good but I-I want more” Felix’ voice bordered on a grunt, as his hips involuntarily bucked into his fist. “Please can I stroke it?”

“I really like when you beg” You huffed again, your voice sounded strained. “Keep going baby, I might just say yes”

“Shittt” Felix was still rubbing his tip, growing more sensitive by the second. “pleasepleasepleaseplease, l-let me jack off for you, I’ll be so good for you. I-I… Aaah- I promise”.

“Hmmmm” you hummed in satisfaction. “Good boy, you make me so wet. Can you hear it?”

Just then Felix held his breath, turning up the volume in his headset and he heard the most melodious sounds he’s ever heard. A beautiful symphony of lewd wet noises erupting from your end of the call. It sounded so sinful. 

“I hope you won’t mind that I started without you. I just couldn’t resist fucking myself with my favorite toy right now” you chuckled, almost bashfully, as if you weren’t now spilling the most sinful arrangement of words known to man.

Felix’ eyes grew twice their size as his jaw hung open in surprise, he could have exploded in his hand right there. He would have pledged abstinence for a month to see you right now. Hell, he would have given everything! Everything to see you push the toy inside your wet and dripping little pussy. But he didn’t want to possibly scare you away by asking after waiting for so long so he settled for a less intrusive question.

“H-how is it? The toy? What does it look like?” Felix burned with impatience for more details that would make him imagine you perfectly.

“It’s purple, thick and long. I can’t take it all in but it feels so fucking good.” You confessed, feeling more pleasure coming in with another deep thrust of your wrist.

“Goddamn- Aaah…” Felix sighed as he imagined your dripping little cunt all stretched out by the big purple cock you were holding and mercilessly shoving into your throbbing little pussy.

“Touch yourself now, stroke your cock for me, Felix”

“Fuck yesss” He literally melted as his hand wrapped around his clock and dragged the lotion across his shaft down to the base and back up to the tip again. “Aaah- Fuck-”

“Not too fast, baby” you said, as more lewd wet noises erupted from your end.

“Fuck, o-okay” Felix slowed down, but somehow it was agonizing, he wanted to feel more, and he wanted to match your rhythm, imagine he was the one inside you right now, rearranging your guts and making you pant and moan. You sounded so heavenly and Felix was convinced you looked even more unreal. His eyes fluttered back to the picture on his screen taking in your perfect tits and picturing them bouncing with each thrust of your wrist, maybe you were even the big toy with two hands, your breasts squished between your arms, shoving it inside with force, making your back arch against the chair.

“Oh god- Felix” you moaned, your breath catching in your throat as you gave yourself a particularly powerful thrust. “Oh f-fuck” you hissed. “I’m getting close.”

“Oh fuck yes, Please can I go faster? I-I wanna finish with you”

“Yesss, stroke it faster baby, really milk your cock for me. I’m…Nggghh- I’m almost there.”

“Fuck, you sound so fucking hot I’m going insane” Felix sighed as he stroked his cock faster, his movements were more shallow, focussing mainly on his tip as his other hand naturally came up to tease his hard sensitive pink nipples. He let out a high pitched moan, that made your cunt grip on the purple cock inside you, you huffed and moaned picturing Felix’s cock weeping for you, twitching for you, simply awaiting your command to finally explode.

“Listen, Lixie, I want you to cum on my tits, cum on my pic”

The cute nickname sounded so sinful on your lips right now. Felix grabbed the screen and pulled it closer to him, not caring about straining the cables of his carefully put together setup. He wasn’t thinking of anything  that wasn’t the way you right now. His mind and thoughts were only for your perfectly wet and tight cunt and how it would feel around him.

He kept on stroking himself, his tip touching your tongue on the picture, smearing precum on  his screen. 

“Ahh fuck, I can’t hold it much longer” He whimpered. “Pleasepleaseplease I wanna cum for you, let me c-cum for you.”

He sounded so perfect for you, so desperate, on the verge of insanity, begging you to let him cum. You pictured his tight balls filled to the brim with delicious piping hot cum he specially cooked up just for you. The idea brought you over the edge.

“Nowww, Felix. Cum. Cum with me”.

Your movements became uneven as your pussy clenched down on the toy, throbbing uncontrollably. The crushing weight of your orgasm swept you off your feet, sending radiating heat from your core to each of your limbs. Every muscle of your body tensed up and spurts of translucent liquid rushed out of you, soaking the toy beneath you and the chair.

You sounded so fucking divine, and even if he couldn’t see Felix heard you were squirting, he heard the liquid rushing out of your to get soaked in by the chair and even crashing on the floor. Those wet sounds coupled with your divine moans and your command for him to cum was more than enough.

He aimed right at your perfect tits, the first squirt of cum was absolutely massive, almost effectively covering your whole chest in one go. Felix felt himself twitch in his hand as he moaned, his voice was so high pitched that his voice cracked but none of you even noticed. He aimed the second spurt at your pretty face, picturing he was cumming on your perfect tongue and you could taste him, eagerly waiting for him with your tongue out, just like in the picture. He couldn't stop cumming, rope after rope of cum came crashing on his screen, covering your picture in thick layers of cum. 

When he was done a satisfying shiver ran down his spine and he sighed at the way his muscles relaxed, he felt at peace finally. There was a silence that was only cut by both of your sighs and pants but the silence wasn’t awkward. Not anymore, you went too far for that.

“That was amazing.” You were the first one to speak, when you had caught your breath. “I came so hard,” you confessed as you looked down at the mess you had made.

“For me too. I don’t think I ever came this much ever.” Felix brushed the sweaty strands of blond hair away for his eyes as he was also looking at his cum gradually thinning out and dripping off the monitor onto his desk. 

“We should do that again” You suggested and Felix sat up in his chair, he ceased the opportunity.

“Maybe next time… you could like… let me see you” He said, testing the waters, trying to take things even further.

“No, next time I’ll let you feel me”.

want more subby felix? try my fic girls like me ♡

SYNOPSIS. felix's heart flutter when he thinks of you but he's not sure if he can be with a girl like you...

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⋆˚࿔ seven minutes in heaven 𝜗𝜚˚⋆

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lee felix x fem!reader

synopsis: you and your best friend, felix are at a party. felix has a massive crush on you and you have no idea, so when you get picked for seven minutes in heaven with him, you didn't expect it to change everything for you.

wc: 3.6k

warnings: MDNI! 18+, friends to lovers, 7 minutes in heaven (duh), alcohol consumption (not much), reader is dumb, fluffy, kinda angst, a lot of kissing, they're both horny, felix is pining, confessions, a lot of banter, other members are mentioned, (lmk if i missed any)

a/n: SECOND FELIX FIC OF THE DAY, EAT UP. no fr i love spoiling you guys. pls pls leave suggestions in my inbox i literally am running out of ideas... also also if u want to be tagged in future fics lmk, i think that's it, I LOVE YOU GUYS FR!!

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The music thumped through the walls, the bass reverberating in your chest as you sat on the edge of the couch, nervously sipping your drink. Felix stood beside you, offering comfort amidst the sea of strangers. The house party, hosted by Chan, was in full swing, with people mingling and chatting all around.

You'd been reluctant to come, but Felix had convinced you with his warm smile and persistent charm. After all, you’d been best friends for years, sharing countless memories and inside jokes. What you didn’t know was that Felix had been harboring a crush on you for almost as long.

"Hey, are you having fun?" Felix nudged you gently, his eyes crinkling at the corners in that familiar, reassuring way. His cheerful voice always brightened the place.

"Yeah, it's alright," you lied, forcing a smile. Parties weren't really your thing, and mingling with strangers made you uneasy. But with Felix by your side, it was bearable.

As the song ended, Changbin’s voice rang out, calling everyone to gather in a circle. "Alright, everyone! We're playing 7 Minutes in Heaven!"

You groaned inwardly, rolling your eyes. "Seriously? That's so stupid," you muttered under your breath. Felix laughed in response, his laugh a soothing balm to your nerves. "Don’t worry, he’s just doing this so he can get a kiss from Hyunjin."

"Okay, but if I get picked, I’m not doing anything," you said with finality, taking another sip of your drink. Felix gave a non-committal hum, nodding as if he agreed with you. The thought of Felix potentially being picked by someone else made you uneasy, and you didn’t like the feeling. It was selfish, but you knew that if he did get picked, you’d probably make a scene or throw up so he'd be distracted and not have to go along with it.

You took a seat in the circle, positioning yourself right next to Felix as the others settled in around you. Your red solo cup was perched behind you, barely noticed.

Changbin spun an empty bottle in the center of the circle. You tried to keep your composure as you watched it spin, your heart rate increasing with every slow rotation. The bottle eventually landed on a girl you didn’t recognize.

You heard Changbin mutter a curse word under his breath as he stood up.

"Why does he look so serious about it?" you whispered to Felix. "It’s not like you actually have to do anything, right?"

Felix shrugged, a faint smile on his face as he watched them walk to the closet. "That’s the rule, though," he explained, leaning in close. "If you’re chosen, you have to at least kiss."

Your stomach twisted at that comment. The thought of Felix, your best friend, being paired with someone else, made you nervous. Maybe it was the alcohol not sitting right with you, even though you hadn’t finished your first drink yet.

The 7 minutes went by quickly. Felix couldn’t help but steal a few glances at you. Your eyes were fixated on the floor, and your fingers twirled your hair absentmindedly.

"Alright, that’s enough time! Out, out, out!" Changbin shouted, pounding on the closet that locked from the outside. Chan was laughing as he unlocked the door, letting the two out.

The girl looked flustered, her lips swollen and her cheeks pink, while Changbin looked smug. You watched them rejoin the circle and settle back in.

The game continued, and eventually, it was Felix’s turn to spin. You swallowed thickly, praying that the bottle wouldn’t land on anyone.

"H-Hey Felix, maybe we should—"

He spun the bottle before you could finish your sentence. The sound of the glass against the floor made your nerves go haywire. You held your breath as the bottle began to slow, watching as it spun round and round. A woman you didn’t know from across the circle was giggling and whispering while looking at Felix, and it made your blood boil.

The bottle stopped, and your eyes widened as it pointed directly at you. Your heart seemed to skip a beat, a momentary pause in the rhythm of anticipation. You looked at Felix, who was trying to hide his smile, his freckled cheeks rosy.

You couldn’t tell if it was the alcohol, the nerves, or the sudden burst of emotions that made you feel dizzy. You could hear the circle “ooh” ing and starting to whisper. Minho had a shit-eating grin on his face, and Changbin was giving Felix a thumbs up.

Felix stood up and held his hand out to you. "Come on, let’s go," he said, his voice surprisingly calm, a smile plastered on his face. You were too stunned to say anything, and the butterflies and alcohol in your stomach were making you nauseous.

You hesitantly took his hand and followed him to the closet.

The closet was tiny, only big enough for the two of you to stand facing each other. Once the door was closed and locked, the tension in the air felt palpable. The dim light barely illuminated Felix’s face. Your heart pounded in your ears, and the muffled sounds of the party outside only added to the surreal atmosphere.

Felix took a deep breath, his hand still holding yours. "Are you okay?" he asked softly, his concern evident in his eyes.

"Yeah, just... nervous," you admitted, your voice barely above a whisper. "This is kind of awkward."

He chuckled softly, his thumb gently rubbing the back of your hand. "It doesn’t have to be."

"But Felix, you’re my best friend," you protested, your voice trembling slightly. "What... what if this changes things?"

He shook his head, leaning closer to you. You could smell his shampoo, the familiar scent comforting you. "I would never let anything change that," he whispered, his eyes searching yours with earnest sincerity. "I promise."

You bit your lip, nodding slightly. He cupped your cheek with his free hand, his thumb brushing over your bottom lip. The gentle touch made your breath hitch.

"Okay, well... don’t make fun of me if I’m a shit kisser, then," you said, trying to break the tension with a joke.

Felix let out a small laugh, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Only if you don’t make fun of me," he replied, a tiny smile on his face.

You looked up into his eyes, the intensity of his gaze sending a shiver down your spine. Despite being best friends, or perhaps because of the three sips of alcohol, you wanted this. Felix leaned forward, his lips brushing against yours softly, barely a kiss, testing the waters. The contact sent a jolt through your body, and you felt your breath hitch. You closed your eyes, leaning into the kiss, your heart pounding in your chest.

You’d always imagined how his lips would feel on yours—they always looked so plump and soft. And now that they were on your lips, they definitely exceeded your expectations. His warm, slightly alcoholic-tasting lips were soft against yours.

Felix’s lips lingered against yours, the kiss soft and tentative. The initial brush of his lips sent a shiver down your spine, and you felt a rush of warmth spreading through you. His kiss was gentle but full of a quiet longing that made your knees weak.

He pulled away slightly, giving both of you a moment to breathe. Your eyes scanned his face, noting his flushed cheeks and slightly parted lips. The desire in his gaze made your heart race. You wanted more.

Without a second thought, you pulled him back in, grabbing the sides of his face and pressing your lips to his once more. Felix hesitated for a second, his eyes widening in surprise, before he began to kiss you back. His arms snaked around your waist, pulling you closer. You wrapped your arms around his neck, your hands tangling in his hair as the kiss intensified with a new sense of desire.

The initial softness of the kiss transformed into something deeper, more passionate. You could feel his tongue gently probing at your lips, and you hesitated only for a moment before parting them to allow him access. His tongue slipped into your mouth, exploring every inch with a skill and tenderness that took your breath away.

The kiss was slow and sensual, filled with a growing urgency. Your stomach fluttered as his hands explored your waist, his body heat pressing against you. Goosebumps spread across your skin, and you could feel a knot forming in your stomach.

A soft whine escaped your lips, and Felix responded by pressing his body more firmly against yours. His chest pressed against your soft breasts, his knee parting your legs as he pressed closer. His leg pressing against your core only heightened your arousal.

You didn’t realize you were panting until you pulled away to take a deep breath. Felix’s lips immediately trailed down to your neck, his soft kisses sending your heart racing. His warm breath brushed your skin, his teeth lightly grazing your neck before his tongue soothed the area. It drove you wild.

His kisses traveled down to your collarbone, and you felt weak in the knees, literally. Your legs trembled, perhaps from the lack of oxygen or the overwhelming excitement. Felix picked you up and pressed you against the wall of the closet, his strong hands lifting you by your thighs. Your legs instinctively wrapped around his waist.

"Lix," you moaned out, barely above a whisper. His lips lightly brushed over your neck, peppering you with tender, gentle kisses.

"Hmm?" he hummed against your skin, his breath hot and reassuring. His grip on you tightened as he sucked another mark on your skin.

You could barely get the words out, the feeling of his lips and teeth and tongue all over your neck was driving you wild. You could feel your cheeks burning and the wetness pooling in your underwear, and you could tell he was getting hard from the bulge pressing against your core.

You heard a light knocking on the door.

"Do... do you think... the seven minutes are up?" you managed to get out, the words barely coherent. Felix stopped what he was doing, and it looked like he snapped back into it a little, you could feel his shoulders tense.

"Oh shit, we have been in here for a while." Felix's voice was shaky, and he sounded breathless.

He put you down, and you stumbled a little, still light-headed from the kisses. He helped you get steady, his arm supporting you. You could see the flush on his face and his tousled hair, and he could see the marks and red spots littered on your neck, his eyes were glossed over, and his breathing was heavy.

You tried to straighten your clothes, and he cleared his throat, fixing his hair.

The sound of the door unlocking startled you both.

You were still flustered and breathing heavily as the door opened. Chan was standing there, a smirk on his face. "Alright, come on out."

"You better not have fucked in there," Changbin said, appearing next to Chan, his arms crossed. "We have to sit on that floor."

You walked out of the closet, a dazed expression on your face, Felix close behind. You felt as if everyone in the room could see the marks all over your neck and the fact that your legs were still shaky.

The other members were gathered around the two, and their stares were almost enough to make you blush more. Minho's smug expression and the look of amusement on Jisung's face told you that they were aware of what just transpired.

"I need some fresh air," you said, trying to sound normal.

You didn't wait for Felix to respond and made your way through the crowded living room, towards the patio doors. The chilly night air felt refreshing against your heated skin, and you inhaled deeply, closing your eyes for a moment. You could hear the laughter and music coming from inside, the sounds far less intrusive out here.

You laid your head in your hands as you tried to take deep breaths, clearing your mind. You'd been best friends with Felix for years, and you pulled him in for another unrequired kiss.

You felt stupid for doing it, but it felt so good, the way he picked you up and devoured your neck and lips as if he was starving.

You could still taste him, and the memory alone made you weak.

But... what if it was just a mistake?

The alcohol made you reckless, and you didn't want to lose him, your best friend, just because you couldn't control yourself.

The thought of never feeling his lips against yours again made you feel a dull ache.

You shook your head, trying to clear your thoughts. You should go back inside and forget about it for the night, besides, he said he'd promise this wouldn't ruin anything.

When you got back inside, you could see the girl you noticed earlier, giggling and batting her eyelashes at Felix.

She was pretty, sure, but it irked you.

But you'd seen her before, and you knew she wasn't as perfect as she seemed. She was a player, always going for men that were already in relationships, or men that were too young for her.

"Oh, it's my turn!" She exclaimed, looking over at Felix. Her voice was shrill, and it grated on your ears.

You observed her spinning the bottle, and just as it was about to halt, you caught her slyly halting its rotation with a discreet movement of her foot towards Felix. A surge of anger erupted within you, fueling an immediate response as you strode forward and forcefully kicked the bottle across the room.

It went flying across the room and shattered against the wall.

There was a moment of stunned silence as everyone stared at you.

"Jealous much? You already had your moment with Felix." The girl taunted, her voice grating.

"Fuck you. You used your foot to stop the bottle on him." You retorted, glaring at her.

Felix's eyes widened, and he gave you a confused look. "Wait, what?"

"Yeah, right! She's just a lying bitch." She rolled her eyes, clearly annoyed.

You clenched your fists, trying to keep your cool. "Don't call me a bitch," you said, stepping towards her.

"Oh, so we're going to fight? Okay, fine. I've been wanting to mess up that pretty little face of yours."

Right before she could attempt to swing at you, but Felix stopped her hand, catching her wrist.

"Stop," he said, his tone stern.

"Felix is single, so he can kiss whoever he wants."

"Yeah, well, he's not single." You blurted out before you could stop yourself.

Everyone from the circle was shocked and confused, and you could hear the whispers and questions.

"What?" the girl asked, her eyes wide.

Felix's expression was similar.

The words spilled from your lips, leaving you stunned and at a loss for an explanation, grappling with the sudden revelation that had escaped your own lips. You could feel the eyes on you, the curious stares and the whispers. Your heart was pounding in your ears, and you felt like your head was about to explode.

"He's not single." You repeated, your voice firm. "He's... he's my boyfriend."

Felix had an unreadable expression, but it looked like he was trying not to laugh. You didn't know why, and you couldn't think straight at the moment.

"Wait, you guys are finally dating?" Changbin interjected, his brows furrowed.

You nodded, not taking your eyes off the girl. "Yeah. We're together."

You grabbed Felix's hand before anyone else could call you out on your bluff, leading him to a random room and closing the door behind you.

"So... I'm your boyfriend, huh?" Felix said, a small smile tugging at his lips.

"Shut up..." You murmured, embarrassed. He could tell by the look on your face that you were struggling internally.

"Hey," he said softly, putting his hands on your shoulders. "I'm just teasing you."

You sighed, trying to calm your racing heart. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that, I shouldn't have picked a fight for something as little as that, she can kiss you if she wants, it's not like we're together."

"It's okay, really," he reassured you in a soft tone. "She can't kiss me."

"Why not?"

"Because I'm already taken." He said with a smile, his eyes searching yours.

"I'm the only one who gets to kiss those soft lips," you whispered out.

He looked surprised, and then he chuckled softly. "Is that so?"

You nodded, feeling a blush creep up your neck.

"Well, then..." He leaned down and brushed his lips against yours, feather-light and barely a kiss.

Your heart skipped a beat.

"Claim them," he whispered, his words sending a shiver down your spine.

You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him passionately. He responded eagerly, his hands gripping your waist and pulling you close. The kiss was intense and desperate, full of pent-up desire. His tongue explored your mouth, tasting every inch, making you moan softly into the kiss.

Your hands found their way into his hair, tangling in the soft strands and tugging slightly. You could feel the heat radiating from his body, and the way he was gripping your waist was almost bruising.

When you broke apart, you were both panting. His gaze was intense, his pupils blown wide.

"Lix," you started, your voice shaky.

"What?"

"I... I'm sorry."

His brows furrowed, a confused look on his face. "For what?"

"This is so confusing, now" you started, your a tear swelling in your eye. "You're my best friend and... what are we doing? Why do I feel like this? Is this supposed to be casual?"

"You mean like how you were jealous of that girl? And how you're currently making out with me right now?" Felix said, his voice laced with sarcasm.

"What's that supposed to mean?" You shot back, the words hitting you.

"It means that I love you," he confessed, the words coming out of his mouth quickly. "I'm in love with you, have been for a while, and I thought you were too."

You could hear your heartbeat, and it felt like the room was spinning.

"What?"

He smiled sadly, his eyes filled with emotion.

"But... I..." You didn't know what to say. Your feelings for him were clear, and yet you'd never let it click, you refused to.

Your heart felt like it was going to beat out of your chest, and tears were spilling down your cheeks.

"It's okay," he said, his voice gentle. "I don't expect you to feel the same way. I just wanted you to know."

"No, it's not okay," you cried, wiping away your tears. "I'm in love with you too."

His eyes widened, and his lips parted in surprise.

"I just didn't realize it until now. I was scared of admitting it to myself, but... I love you, Lix. I love you so much."

Felix's smile was like the sun, bright and warm, and it made your heart soar.

"I'm in love with you too," he said softly.

You couldn't help but laugh, tears still rolling down your cheeks. "I know"

He cupped your cheek and wiped away your tears, his gaze intense. "I'm going to kiss you again," he whispered.

"Okay," you smiled.

And he did.

His lips were soft and warm, and his kiss was filled with a tenderness that took your breath away. You could taste the salt of your tears on his lips, and you could feel the warmth of his skin against yours.

He pulled away after a few moments, and you couldn't help but sigh.

"Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?" he murmured, his eyes searching yours.

"Me? You're the beautiful one."

"No, you're the beautiful one," he said, shaking his head. "I've never seen anyone as beautiful as you."

You blushed, unable to hold his gaze.

"Hey," he said, lifting your chin with his finger. "I mean it. You're the most beautiful person I've ever met."

"Lix, you're the beautiful one," you said, smiling at him. "You're the most beautiful person I've ever met. Your eyes, your smile, the way you laugh, the way you light up a room when you walk in. And your stupid freckles."

He laughed, shaking his head. "My freckles aren't stupid," he said, trying to sound offended.

"They're cute, and they make you even more beautiful," you said, scoffing. "Don't try to deny it."

He gave you a warm smile. "If you say so."

"I do," you said, feeling bold. You leaned in and pressed a kiss to his lips, enjoying the way he tasted.

He chuckled softly and pulled away, his eyes shining.

"So, was this casual? Or are you finally going to let me date you?"

"We've been dating since I confessed," you said, raising a brow.

"Then can we go on a real date? Where we dress up, go out to dinner, and then make out afterwards?"

"That's basically what we just did."

"But we only made out," he whined.

"Okay, okay, fine. We can go on a proper date."

He smiled and gave you another quick kiss.

"I'm going to spoil the fuck out of you," he said.

"Just spoil me? Or spoil me, and then fuck me?" You teased, trailing fingers down his chest.

"Is that an invitation?"

"Maybe it is," you smiled, your hands running back up his chest.

He groaned and buried his face in your neck, his hands rubbing at your waist. "Can we please leave now?"

─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

pt 2 here <3

𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐞 / 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐧𝐞

(lee felix x reader)

synopsis: you lost all hope in true love when your last relationship went south. since then you poured all your love and energy into the one thing you could rely on: streaming. but what happens when you meet someone that makes you want to love again?

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taglist: @missvanjii @reapers-lover @ujimoo

Pretend Marry Me

-> Out of pure embarrassment, you ask your best friend to pretend to be your fiance at your ex's wedding reception

best friend!Felix x fem!reader

fluff, best friends to lovers, fake fiance!au

4K

warnings: cursing, toxic ex-boyfriend, Felix being a major flirt (yes that is a warning)

inspired by a YouTube audio bc I'm unhinged

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Felix is skeptical when you drive past McDonald's, but he keeps quiet. That is, until you also pass the exit for Taco Bell, and then he feels the need to say something.

"Where are we going?"

"Out to eat," you answer nonchalantly.

"But you just passed your favorite two places."

"I know. We're, umm, going somewhere else tonight."

And so it seemed Felix would just have to trust you. While he usually has no issues being dragged along on your spontaneous adventures, tonight something feels off. You're too…jittery.

A few moments later, you arrive at your destination. Felix still has no fucking clue why you're here.

"Wait, isn't this that new fancy restaurant that opened a few weeks ago? The one with the massive dining hall?"

You nod, packing up your phone and wallet in your purse as naturally and unsuspecting as possible. But it's no use; Felix isn't fooled easily.

"___," he sings your name, head cutely falling against his headrest, "are you gonna propose to me for a free dessert again?”

"No, oh my god," you blush and nervously twist in your seat. “That was one time. The chocolate lava cake looked too good to pass up.”

“___, what's going on? Just say it.”

"We're eating here, I thought that was obvious.” Shyly, you tuck your hair behind your ear. “This restaurant is kind of special tonight."

Felix eyes his ripped, grey jeans and Coldplay shirt. "I'm not exactly dressed for this kind of venue. Although, I probably should have guessed when I saw you putting on your nice, evening wear and make-up for a fast food place. I figured you just thought one of the workers was cute or something."

“Not exactly…”

He stops. With sharp eyes scanning your subtle body language – crossed legs, pink cheeks, fluttering eyelids -- Felix feels his heart start beating faster. You're cute but dangerous in this moment. He's not sure he wants to know the answer, but he asks anyway.

"What is this place?”

"Okay fine. It's my ex boyfriend's wedding reception."

"Mhm, Mhm. And do tell, what the hell are we doing at your ex boyfriend's wedding reception?"

It takes a second to sink in, silence banging around the inside of the car whike Felix processes your utter betrayal. Blank eyes, calm nod, subtle frown. He hums in deep consideration, stroking his chin almost comically.

Now, Felix wasn't a big fan of your ex before you broke up. But after the way he treated you, Felix loathes the jackass. Why you would want to have anything to do with his new relationship is absolute anarchy. If it were Felix, he'd stay as far away from his ex as possible. But here you are, parked in front of your ex's wedding reception in an outfit that makes your eyes look like stars and your waist look like it's just asking to be held, as if none of this bothers you at all.

But fuck, it bothers Felix.

"He invited me," you slowly confess, tapping your fingers together.

“So he can rub it in your face that he left you for this person?"

"Maybe."

"I promised if I ever saw him again, I'd return the black eye he gave me," Felix reminds you with high brows and crossed arms.

"I know, and you have every right. But I told him I've moved on -- which I totally have -- and he took that to mean I would attend," you clear your throat, "with my new fiance.”

Felix gives you a once over. He slowly turns in his seat to face you, flat lips and narrow eyes beginning to suspect you're true intentions for bringing him here.

"With who now?”

"Funny story," you jest in all seriousness, "I might have told just a teeny tiny white lie..."

His eyes grow three sizes. "You made up a boyfriend!?”

“Not a boyfriend, a fiance,” you correct, as if it makes any of this remotely better.

His hand brushes though his hair, holding it off his forehead while he stares at you in disbelief. “You're kidding me."

You shake your head.

"Okay, look at me,” Felix cups your face so you have to look in his eyes, “you're my best friend, ___, but that means I should call you out for being shit crazy. And guess what?"

"What?"

"You're being shit crazy!"

Your hand finds his bicep, gripping the excess material of his t-shirt with a pleading pout.

"Felix!" You give him a little whine and pull on his sleeve. "Please just listen to my plan? I promise it's not as crazy as it seems.”

He sighs, thinking for a moment. Actually, he's trying not to fall too fast for your pouty lips and big eyes. God, you really know how to get to him.

"Fine, I'll humour you," he says, after a few moments. "Who is this new, fake fiance? Did he go to your school? Is his job being your full-time imaginary friend?"

You scowl at the joke but Felix's smile wins you over in the end. "No, of course not. He's not imaginary.”

"Wait a sec," he pauses, searching the car for something he can't seem to find, "why am I here? Are you gonna tell him your new fiance was on a trip or something?"

"Not exactly."

"You know he won't be happy to see me after your break up. We had those," he points to his eye,"words."

Of course, how could you forget that night. Felix and your (now ex) boyfriend stood in the front lawn, shouting and fighting for over an hour. Neither of them paid you any attention no matter what you did to stop them. Felix said that your ex boyfriend was being a douche by not apologizing, so he told him off and made him promise to never come around you again. But Felix didn't make it out of that fight without a beautiful shiner for his left eye. Felix really stood up for you in that moment, and you've never been able to pay him back. You're not really sure how to.

Considering how it all ended, you were shocked to get an invite to the wedding reception of said ex boyfriend. But it still caused you to be all the more self-conscious about still being single after the breakup, especially since he went off and got hooked so quickly, while you haven't spent one night outside your own bed since then.

"I haven't told him my fiance couldn't come," you explain slowly, hoping Felix will pick up on the hints, so you don't have to ask him directly.

"Then what will you say when your ex asks you about your new love interest?"

"That's, well, I was kinda hoping you would help me out," you reply with a shy look away, toes tapping in your shoes. "I want you to be my fiance."

"Me? Be your fiance? Uhh, no."

It's not immediate, but then Felix let's out a little chuckle.

"Why not?"

"Because! He already thought I was in love with you when you two were dating. I can't add more fuel to that fire. ___, we got into a physical fight."

Felix, although he seems adamant about this, never is actually so. You've changed his mind in the past; you're counting on being able to change it again. You've known your best friend for too many years, too many heartbreaks, too many victories, too many long and sleepless nights. You know his weak spots.

His biggest weak spot? You.

"But you're my best friend," you tear up, pushing your bottom lip out just enough to catch his attention. “You’re everything to me.”

"Don't pull that shit on me. That's gotten me into way too much trouble already."

But you're relentless. Wiggling in your seat, sighing to yourself, leaning closer to him so you can rest your cheek on his shoulder. Felix's second week spot? Physical touch. He can't resist a cuddle.

You see his expression starting to break. When you wrap yourself around his arm, nuzzling your nose against his shirt, his resolve finally crumbles.

"Okay, fine," he gives in with a sigh. "I'll be your prince charming or whatever, but you owe me."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" You give his arm another squeeze before he pushes you off of him. You know he likes it; he just has to act like the tough guy to keep up appearances sometimes.

"Could have least warned me not to wear jeans..." he mumbles, getting out the car.

But when you're alone and no one is around, he asks you to scratch his back, and play with his hair, and let him sleep in your lap, and make him snacks. He's a softie through and through.

Growing up as best friends was the best thing that ever happened to you. To this day, you don't know of a single better blessing in your life than to have Felix by your side. You honestly love him because without him, you never would have learned to love yourself either.

Slowly, he saunters to your side and opens the door for you, offering a hand to help you step out.

"Actually, I think you look rather handsome."

"Thanks. I mean, don't bother flattering me. I'm only doing this for the perks."

"Perks?"

"You're gonna buy me a steak dinner. A nice one. With dessert."

You smile and give him a nod in agreement. "Deal, if that's what you want."

"There better be an open bar in there." And the two of you head up to the venue.

After a few steps, Felix looks over his shoulder where you're following close behind him, smacking his lips and shaking his head.

"Why?"

"Okay okay, wait a second," he says, halting in the middle of the yard so you're forced to stop too, "if we're gonna do this, it's gotta look believable. Give me your hand."

"Why?" He gives you a look before taking your hand anyway. "I'm moving your ring to your left ring finger. We'll talk about how romantic my proposal was last week in, maybe like, umm...oh! Somewhere exotic like, Buenos Aires or Cappadocia or--"

"Disney World."

He drops your hand, the ring successfully moved, but his expression is utterly unimpressed.

"Seriously?"

"What?"

"I would never propose at Disney World, it's so overdone!"

"Fine! I proposed at Disney World in front of the castle with fireworks and everyone was crying tears of joy. Whatever you want," he smirks, "darling."

You pop your hip at him and roll your eyes. "You would if that's what your partner wanted."

It's a sudden skip inside your chest when he takes your hand, the ring he moved to your wedding finger being subtly squeezed as he pulls you along beside him now.

You were the one who had to convince him to play this part, but he seems to be the one invested in the role. All you needed was to show up with someone. It could have been anyone. But you didn't want just anyone beside you. You wanted your best friend. You wanted Felix to hold your hand.

And yeah, maybe you were considering how legitimately enraged your ex would be to see you hooked up with the guy he hated throughout your entire relationship. But even more than that, you knew Felix would make you feel safe. Protected. Loved. In the midst of your ex’s wedding reception of all places, you knew your best friend would make it all okay.

He's your best friend, always has been. So why does it suddenly feel…different?

Felix interlocks your fingers, taking you somewhat by surprise. "Don't be so awkward. Try and at least look like you wanna be here."

The two of you step into the reception area, music immediately filling your ears as the lights begin flashing in front of your eyes.

Felix scoffs, speaking loud enough to be heard over the horrid base. "Who uses strobe lights at a wedding? Tacky to say the least. Wouldn't you agree, my darling cupcake pumpkin latte?"

One look and he apologizes. But also he made you laugh, so it was worth it.

"Remember, we're the perfect happy couple with Disney magic. Apparently."

From across the room, you spot your ex starting to come your way. Felix feels the gentle brush of a pair of lips next to his ear. He instantly knows they belong to you, and his entire body responds to your breath.

And then your ex approaches.

"Hi," you say, while Felix tries not to snarl. "Congratulations. You two look so cute together."

What are you saying? Aren't you supposed to be getting back at this guy by showing up with someone new at his wedding? How come all the attention is on your ex and how 'cute' he is with his new partner? They're not even that pretty, in Felix's opinion. Not compared to you.

"Thank you for the invite. It means a lot that you wanted us here."

You would rather see this guy crash and burn in the firey pits of hell then see him get married to some other pathetic loser! What are you doing!? Felix continues to watch but every playfully mannered word that leaves your lips irritates him to no end.

Your ex chuckles a little at the sight of Felix's hand interlocked by your side. "Is this...?"

"Oh, umm, you remember Felix, right? He's my--"

"She didn't tell you?" Felix interrupts with a cocky flash of a smile.

Your ex shakes his head, glancing at his new partner for seemingly help. Felix just sighs in pity for them.

"Well, after your idiotic ass dumped ___, we got together pretty much right away. I just realized I was in love with her…” He looks at you, brushing the back of your hand with his thumb and sighing dramatically, “...and I couldn't let her almost get away from me again. I let so many years go by without ever facing my feelings, but I wasn't gonna be afraid anymore. I had to make her mine. By whatever means possible."

Well, your ex certainly didn't like that, but you think it was pretty good. So good you can't take your eyes of Felix and his gently parted lips, and soft gaze, and raised eyebrows.

“She's just…the most beautiful person I've ever met. Inside and out."

It's not until he clears his throat and breaks the intense eye contact that you feel yourself returning to Earth.

To finish off the speech, Felix leans down and gives your cheek a quick peck and then whispers in your ear, "...he looks genuinely annoyed that we're happy. I swear you're a terrible influence on me..."

You can't help your giggle, actually having to cover your smile with your other hand to hold it back. Felix seems proud of his ability to almost make you break character, but the he saves your butt yet again.

"Sorry, I was just asking my darling if it was appropriate to share our big news."

"News?" Your ex shakily repeats, trying to put on an air of unconcern.

"We only just got back from holiday break and, well, I asked her to marry me!" Felix seems legitimately happy, and it almost sinks into your chest as reality, but you manage to keep it at bay for now.

You squeeze his hand and lift it with yours so you can show off the ring on your finger. Clear enough for your ex to see that there is a ring, but quick enough so maybe he won't recognize it as a ring you've had since you were sixteen.

"Ah, how...cute," your ex's new partner offers their first comment of the evening and hopefully their last.

You giggle as if recounting a special memory. "It was at Disney World in front of the castle with fireworks and, I just looked over and there he was on one knee with the ring. Just kneeling on the ground waiting for me to notice him. All this time, I didn't realize he's been just waiting for me to notice him." Your smile fades. "Oh...shit."

You're an idiot. A clueless idiot. How the fuck could you be this blind?

"Yeah, that's great for you guys, but ummm," your ex interrupts the precious moment between you two, pulling your eyes away once more, "we have other guests to welcome and stuff to do, so, enjoy the venue! Or leave, I don't care."

"It's always been her dream proposal," Felix defends, giving both of them a death stare. "Whatever my darling wants, I try to make it happen. Because she deserves to be happy."

Then he looks at you again, with that same questioningly deep look. "I'll do whatever it takes to give her the things that make her happy. Because I love her."

Felix has never looked at you this way, as far as you're aware. Does he look at you like this when you're not paying attention? There's something about the way that he leans closer to you, almost as if involuntarily, that has your whole body burning from the inside. Like he's a hot magnet, and he couldn't be torn from you even if he wanted to.

"Oh, for sure," Felix politely chuckles. "Sorry, I just get lost in her eyes sometimes. She's so wonderful, how could you not, right? Anyway, have a great rest of your night and enjoy your honeymoon."

And with that, the couple leaves without another word. Not a glance, not a huff, not a word. Much to your relief. One more second in the presence of that jerk and you might have kicked him in the shin.

Felix doesn't drop your hand.

"Well, he doesn't get anymore interesting, does he?"

"Nope. Still the same dead end bum." You turn to your knight in jeans and show a grateful smile. "Thank you. That was, wow, I'm speechless.”

"Don't mention it. Really. Please, don't tell anyone else about this."

"Okay," you agree with a soft giggle, one that has Felix cracking another smile as well. "Wanna dance a bit before we go?"

"Isn't this song a little slow?"

"We don't have to if you don't--"

"Yes." His sudden shift in answers takes you back. "I want to dance with you."

The two of you drift onto the dance floor, hand in hand until he releases your palm to instead place it on his shoulder. He pulls you to him by the small of your back and begins a subtle swaying motion you can easily follow.

It's not completely silent thanks to the music but it still feels that way. Because you're not talking, so the only words are the lyrics of the love song, which admittedly are a little ironic at best. You wonder if Felix hears the same meaning in the chorus.

"Don't be. You're allowed to talk."

After another minute or so, he lifts his lowered gaze to you.

"Sorry, I know I was talking a lot."

"I talk a lot when I get nervous."

"You're nervous?"

He nods. "I feel like...I don't know. I guess..."

"You guess what?" You encourage him to continue when his words fade into the music and his eyes fall away from yours.

"I guess I hadn't realized how much I've wanted to say that to you...for years."

Your breathe catches in your throat. "Say what?"

You know. You must know. But you ask again just to hear him say it. Just one more time. To be sure.

"That...to say that...I'm in love with you." He shrugs, fingers nervous at the curve of your back as they fiddle with the material of your dress. "But I don't want to make things awkward, so we don't have to talk about--"

"How long?"

His eyebrows shoot up, chin coming forward and eyes blinking rapidly. "Huh?"

"How long have you been in love with me?"

"Umm," he clear his throat, "I mean, god, how long have we been friends?"

You smile. "Since we were sixteen."

"Okay, since then. From the moment we met." He nods, gently pulling you closer when your smile begins to relax the atmosphere between you two. "Every bad relationship, every break up you went through, all those times you came to my front door crying over some douche who dumped you for no good reason. I just wanted to tell you that I would never treat you like that because...well, because I'm in love with you, ___."

His smile suddenly starts to disappear and it hurts. Shit, it hurts more than you were ready for.

"Felix..."

"But," he continues, "you'd always thank me for being your best friend and then go date someone else. I couldn't tell you then obviously. And I'm only telling you now because I can't keep pretending that I'm not dying to kiss you. Or wrap my arms around you when your back is turned. That kind of cliche relationship stuff that I always say makes me sick? Actually, I wanna do it all with you."

"I can get a cab home."

"What?" You hold onto him tightly when he tries to leave, causing him to glance back at you. "Where are you going?"

He looks around as if it should be obvious. "I can leave you alone now, so you can think of the best way to turn me down without feeling guilty or whatever you need to do. I'm not expecting--"

It's come to the point where it seems the only way to get this guy to shut up is to seal his lips shut. And so you do, with a kiss. A kiss to interrupt his words and steal the oxygen straight from his lungs.

It takes a moment to figure out where he is in time and what universe he's currently traveling. Then his eyelids flutter shut, his brow furrowing in concentration as his lips mold to yours. It's the feeling of his hands slowly returning to your waist and ggripping the fabric there that has your head spinning, that and the intense pressure he applies to your kiss.

You start to pull away, but he chases after you with an unspoken “not yet” to keep your lips where they are, for just a moment longer. Just one more moment.

He lingers in front of your lips, foreheads pressed and noses crossed. As close as he can be without lips touching. Just waiting there, as if he'll only get this one chance to be this close to you.

"Felix," you whisper, the shape of your lips when you say his name forces them to brush his swollen ones.

"Yeah?"

"I love you too."

His body automatically reacts to your voice, pulling you flush against his frame. His arms lock around your lower back, a happy sway in his hips that gently guide yours on the dance floor.

He burrows his lips into the crook of your neck, tracing your jawline with kisses. When he reaches your ear, you recognize a quiet giggle in harmony with his smile against your skin.

There's the softie you know and love.

"Hey," you whisper, Felix lifting his head in response but staying close enough that his eyes are crossed in front of you, "do you wanna get McDonald's?"

"I thought you'd never ask."

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when the reoccurring nightmares have you up all night, you decide to reach out to your campuses anonymous peer counseling in hopes to sleep.

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PAIRING: Felix x Fem!Reader

GENRE: Smut (18+)

REQUEST: Hello can I get a fluffy but suggestive writing for Felix where you want him all to yourself after seeing him after a show in an all black outfit looking sweaty and you guys end up making out in a spare room and he can’t help but find your boldness really attractive tyyy!

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Calm down, you tell yourself.

He’s only just gotten off stage. Obviously he needs a few minutes to relax. Yet, that doesn’t get rid of your desire to pounce on him.

Felix looks so fucking good, so good that it’s frustrating. You want him right this second. Rather, you need him right this second.

He’s in a tight, all black outfit that defines every curve and muscle on his body. His hair is dripping with sweat. His skin is even glistening with sweat.

You stare intensely as he brings a water bottle up to his mouth, chugging so much water that a droplet spills out the side of his mouth and trails down his chin. You’re so tempted to step over to him and lick it up, that’s how crazily turned on you are.

But, unfortunately, all the boys are around and some other people from the crew.

When Felix puts the bottle down, he immediately begins scanning the room in search of you. When he spots you, his eyes light up and a smile spreads across his face.

“Baby,” He greets, picking you up and spinning you around. “How was it? Did you like the show?”

“It was amazing,” You expressed, gripping him tightly in a hug. “You did really good.”

“Yeah?” He says.

“Yeah,” You gulp, your eyes trailing down his body. “Do you think we can go-”

“The boys wanted to go out to dinner,” Felix interrupts. “Is that cool? Are you hungry?”

You’re hungry, but not for food.

“Sure,” You agree, nonetheless.

So, you wind up at a restaurant with your delicious looking boyfriend and the rest of the boys. He has no idea that you’re aching for him, your leg bouncing rapidly underneath the table as you stare at him, fantasizing about getting him all to yourself and what you’d do with him if you had the opportunity.

“You okay, angel?” Felix asks you, noticing your strange behavior.

“Mhm,” You lie.

You have to squeeze your legs together in attempt to dull the ache between them. Even the slightest bit of attention he’s giving you is making you go crazy.

He smiles at you and continues talking to his friends.

When dinner finally ends, you’re relieved as you think you two will finally be going back to your place and you can finally get what you want.

But then Felix says, “Hey, we’re gonna go to Seungmin’s place and watch a movie now. Is that cool?”

Of course, you lied and told him it was fine. You tagged along, again, needing to at the very least be near him.

Halfway throughout the movie, you break. You can’t hold back anymore.

You excuse yourself to go to the “bathroom” but end up in Seungmin’s spare room. You whip your phone out and shoot Felix a message telling him to come up to the room.

“Baby?” He says when he opens the door and finds you pacing in front of the bed. “Are you okay? What’s going on?”

Without uttering a word, you pounce on him.

You wrap your arms around his neck and attach your lips to his, immediately sliding your tongue past his plump lips and into his mouth.

His hands trail down your waist and squeeze your ass, pressing you against his body. He moans into your mouth at the feeling.

“Fuck,” He whispers, pulling back to look at you. He scans your blushing face. “What’s gotten into you?”

“You,” You whine, leading him over to the bed. “You looked so fucking hot on stage tonight, Lix. I’ve been so turned on for hours.”

Felix’s face goes red like yours, his eyes turning darker.

“You didn’t tell me,” He says, pushing a strand of hair out of your face.

“I’m telling you now,” You respond before leaning back in and attaching your lips again.

He holds the back of your head and keeps you pressed tightly against him and it’s everything you needed. You needed your bodies to be impossibly close like this. But even then, you needed more.

With your tongues rubbing against each other’s, Felix slides one of his hands down your front side until he lands at your crotch. With his fingers, he starts rubbing your pussy over your pants.

You moan loudly, shamelessly into his mouth because you’ve needed some sort of physical contact down there all night. You’ve been so needy for him all night, and it showed.

“My poor baby,” He coos.

He helps slide your pants down your legs and then situates himself so he’s laying between your bare legs, face to face with your absolutely, visibly drenched underwear.

“Fuck,” He whispers under his breath.

“Please, Lix,” You beg. “Take them off.”

“I’ve got you, angel,” He responds, hooking his fingers into the waistband and pulling them down. “Don’t worry.”

You kick your underwear off your ankles and spread your legs proudly for him, showing him how soaking wet you’ve been for him for so many hours. It’s practically twitching, screaming to be touched.

“Oh my God, baby,” He mutters, staring at your pussy. “You’re so wet, I can see it.”

“Please lick it,” You whine.

He doesn’t have to be told twice, now just as eager as you are to get a taste of your deliciousness.

He licks a stripe up your pussy, starting from the bottom all the way up to your clit. You have to slap a hand over your mouth to prevent you from screaming at how fucking good it felt, Felix’s warm and wet tongue gliding against your slippery pussy.

“Oh my God,” You moan pathetically, staring at your boyfriend as he eats your pussy.

He keeps his hands on your thighs, licking your pussy up and down repeatedly. He leans his head against one of your thighs as he licks you, his eyes closed.

By the looks of it, it seems as though he’s getting as much pleasure out of this as you are. You don’t know if he realizes he’s doing it, but he’s humping his lower half against the bed and it has you even more turned on than you already are, seeing how desperate he is now too.

He wraps his lips around your puffy clit and sucks on it which has you seeing stars, throwing your head back and moaning loudly.

For a minute, you’ve both forgotten that all of his friends are just downstairs and at the volume you’re moaning, you’re sure they can hear you.

There’s something about that that Felix loves though. He loves that you’re so turned on for him that you don’t even care if his friends hear how good he’s making you feel. He loves that you’re bold enough to bring him up to this room and fool around with him while they’re all downstairs.

With Felix’s tongue flicking your pussy up and down at a fast pace, you know you won’t last. It isn’t hard to make you cum considering how worked up you’ve been all night long.

“Lix,” You cry out. “I’m gonna cum.”

“Good girl,” He mumbles against your pussy. “Cum in my mouth, sweetheart. You’ve been so good.”

You gasp, your stomach tightening as you start to cum. Your legs start to shake and you try to close them around Felix’s head but he keeps them held open with his hands, licking you through your orgasm.

“Oh my-Fuck,” You cry, chest rising up and down rapidly.

“Fuck, Y/N,” Felix growls, sitting up on his knees after you’ve finished. “You’re so fucking hot, I need to put my cock in you.”

“Please,” You beg, spreading your legs back open.

You don’t need a second to relax after cumming once. You’re already ready to take his cock, in fact, you need to be filled up by him.

He whips it out, throwing his pants somewhere behind him carelessly.

A string of precum drools from his angry red tip. He looks hard as a rock and when you reach your hand out to feel it, you can confirm that he is.

“Need your cock in me,” You whine breathily. “Please.”

Felix wastes no time as he slides inside you. You’re so incredibly wet from having cum once that he can just go right inside and he loves that, loves feeling all your slickness wrapped around his cock.

You don’t even need to adjust. You don’t need him to start slow. In fact, you’d rather him start pounding you right away instead of taking his time with you, which he luckily does.

“Oh my God, baby,” He whines, holding your legs around his waist as he starts thrusting. “This pussy. This pussy is so fucking good, sweetie. Fuck, it’s all mine.”

You groan at his words, clenching around him which makes him squeeze your legs tightly. He pounds you, staring at the way your tits bounce with every thrust.

“Your cock feels so good,” You cry, moaning like a slut.

You don’t care. You don’t care about his friends potentially hearing you. You don’t care how desperate and pathetic you sound. All you know right now is the intense pleasure Felix is providing you and it’s all your brain can comprehend.

Felix pulls out nearly all the way and looks down at his cock, nearly passing out when he sees how drenched it is in your wetness. It’s glistening, shiny under the light. He isn’t sure if he’s ever felt you this wet before.

“God, baby,” He moans, pushing right back in and filling you up again. “You’re so fucking wet, it’s unbelievable.”

Sweat gathers on his hairline and you start to notice his skin turning shiny. Him sweating now just reminds you of how much he was sweating on stage, how fucking insanely good he looked and how you got so turned on in the first place.

“Oh my God,” You cry. “I’m close, Lix.”

His eyebrows furrow as he tries to focus, also feeling his climax starting to sneak up on him.

“Wanna cum at the same time, angel,” He says. “Clench for me, baby, c’mon.”

You do as your told, clenching around his cock and he gasps. He stares at your face, his expression so serious and focused that it almost intimidates you.

“Oh fuck, again, baby please,” He begs. “I’m so fuckin’ close.”

You clench again and Felix’s hips stutter as he starts to cum. Ropes of his warm release fill you up and the feeling of all his cum inside you triggers your orgasm closely behind.

You slap your hand over your mouth again, eyes rolling into the back of your hand as your cum combined with his, all filling up your messy pussy.

Your legs shake around his waist, your orgasm hitting you so much harder the second time. You feel like you’re on fire in the best way possible.

You feel completely empty when Felix eventually pulls out and collapses next to you. You roll onto your side and lay your head on his chest.

“Lix,” You say, voice soft.

“Yeah?” He replies, kissing your forehead.

“Do you think all your friends heard us?” You wonder.

“Probably,” Felix answers.

“Okay,” You say, eyes fluttering closed. “Worth it.”

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OKAY I FEEL BAD BC THE PERSON REQUESTING THIS DID NOT ASK FOR SMUT. i just can’t help myself IM SORRY !!!!

this is a mostly smut account tho if u do request something it’s probably gonna be smutty lol.

anyways i hope this was good and that it was enjoyable! thanks for reading!! <33

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authors note: thank you anon for requesting! i thought about doing this but wasnt sure if stay would want it! also gave me an excuse to procrastinate on my other works 🙂‍↕️

edit: pretend changbins texts are green (android) i forgot people like that exist/j. but i lwk forgot he had an samsung sorry king i failed you but im not going to redo it. also calling bank was an inside thing me and some friends did it basically calling someone out on their bullshit by putting them up to a challenge or they owe bank (money)

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