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#also like lowkey maybe yandere? definitely a little delulu
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Sweet Felix, he’d fall in love with you at first sight. Just the sight of your face, the smile you offer him as you brush past him on the street and go on your way, it makes his heart fill with light and before he knows what he’s doing he’s following you, “excuse me” and “sorry” tumbling from his lips as he bumps into countless strangers on his newfound chase. He finally catches up to you as you wait for a crosswalk light to turn, suddenly much more bashful as he tells you he “never does this, but would you be interested in getting some tea or coffee or anything you like” with him? His earnestness is so clear that you can’t help but agree, exchanging names with a handshake that reveals his palms to be endearingly sweaty. The cafe he picks just down the street is quaint and cozy, a picture perfect setting for your little “getting to know you” chat. And boy does Felix ever want to know. His eyes sparkle as he listens to you, chirping out question after question and delighting in your answers. As the painting that makes up You fills in, Felix is more sure than ever: He’s in love with you.
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When he winds up in your bed that night, an innocent offer to walk you home paired with a coy offer for him to come upstairs and a breathtaking first kiss as he stood at you door to say goodnight culminating in something much more heated than either of you anticipated, his ecstasy is indescribable. The sensation of your skin against his, the taste of your excitement that overflows onto his tongue, and the way his hips fit inside your thighs is just too perfect. He dares to be slow and lose himself in you. This isn’t some nasty one night stand, he’s making love to you. He’s making love to his future wife. The whole thing is so beautiful that he actually tears up a bit, the feeling of being completed overwhelming him. His high is like being filled with warm sunshine, the smile he gives you as he snuggles on his side next to you nothing short of blinding.
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The next morning you wake up to him in your kitchen, a fresh batch of muffins of the counter and your favorite apron looped around his neck. 
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