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[valkyrieeeee]

You have the Flu | Felix

ᑉ³pairing; Felix x Reader

ᑉ³genre; Sickfic, Comfort, Fluff,

ᑉ³warnings; use of pet names

ᑉ³Authors Note; Other members coming soon!

Part of the "He helps you when.." collection. Other members parts: Chan | Minho | Changbin | Hyunjin | Han | Felix | Seungmin | Jeongin

As you leave the office, the weight of the day begins to lift. You're looking forward to heading home, maybe even curling up with a good book or binge-watching your favorite show. It's been a long week – Thursday afternoon, the anticipation of the impending weekend is palpable, yet one more day of work still looms ahead.

The rain catches you off guard, a sudden onslaught that seems to mirror the weight of the week you've just endured. Dark clouds hang low in the sky, casting a somber shadow over the bustling streets below. The sound of raindrops hitting pavement fills the air, drowning out the usual cacophony of city life.

You hadn't expected rain today – hadn't bothered to check the weather forecast, too consumed by the demands of work to think about anything else. Now, you find yourself standing on the sidewalk, unprepared and unprotected against the elements.

The air is thick with the scent of wet asphalt and the sound of rain hitting the pavement is a constant, soothing rhythm.

With a heavy heart, you reach into your pocket for your phone, hoping to call for a taxi and escape the downpour. But as you bring it out, you notice the battery icon blinking ominously – a glaring red warning that it's about to die.

You curse under your breath, frustration mounting as you realize the extent of your predicament. Without a working phone, you're stranded in the rain, with no means of summoning help or seeking shelter.

Reluctantly, you tuck the phone back into your pocket, resigned to your fate. The cold seeps into your bones as you huddle beneath the feeble shelter of an overhang, watching the world pass by through a curtain of raindrops.

Minutes stretch into what feels like hours as you wait, the anticipation of a taxi's arrival your only source of hope amidst the relentless downpour. With each passing moment, your patience wears thin, your spirits dampened by the relentless assault of rain.

Finally, a taxi pulls up to the curb, and you practically leap inside, grateful for the warmth and shelter it provides.

As you settle into the backseat, you let out a long exhale, feeling a chill creep into your bones. The sound of rain against the windows is muffled now, replaced by the hum of the engine and the soft patter of droplets on the roof.

You give the driver your address and sink back into the seat, closing your eyes for a moment of peace amidst the chaos of the storm. The gentle rocking of the taxi lulls you into a state of calm, the tension in your shoulders slowly melting away.

Outside, the rain continues to fall, a steady rhythm that serves as a backdrop to your journey home. But inside the taxi, you're safe and dry, cocooned in a bubble of warmth and comfort. And you watch as the city lights pass by in a blur of color.

But as the night wears on, you start to feel worse. Your head throbs, your throat feels scratchy, and your body aches all over.

As you stumble through the door of your apartment, you can't shake the feeling of exhaustion that weighs heavily upon you. But you're grateful for the familiar surroundings of home.

Dragging yourself to the bathroom, you strip off your wet clothes and step into the warm embrace of the shower. The hot water soothes your aching muscles, but it does little to ease the pounding in your head or the scratchiness in your throat.

After what feels like an eternity, you emerge from the shower and clumsily towel off. You're too tired to bother with your nighttime routine, so you simply crawl into bed, shivering despite the layers of blankets.

After what feels like an eternity, you emerge from the shower and clumsily towel off. You're too tired to bother with your nighttime routine, so you simply crawl into bed, shivering despite the layers of blankets.

You glance at the clock on the nightstand, its glowing digits informing you that it's now 9:26 PM. Your phone, now charging, sits on the nightstand, but you can't summon the energy to check it. Instead, you drift off into a fitful sleep, the fever burning through your body like wildfire.

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As you slowly awaken from your fever-induced slumber, you're greeted by the persistent pounding on your door. Every muscle in your body feels heavy, and the thought of moving seems impossible. You try to call out, You try to call out, but your voice comes out as nothing more than a raspy croak, barely audible even to your own ears.

The persistent pounding on your door feels like a distant echo, a sound from another world intruding upon your fragile consciousness. With each thud, your heart beats a little faster, a sense of unease creeping into the edges of your mind.

The pounding grows louder and more urgent, reverberating through the room like a drumbeat. Then, above the din, you hear the unmistakable sound of keys jingling in the lock, sending a jolt of adrenaline coursing through your veins. Your heart skips a beat as anticipation and anxiety intertwine within you.

Suddenly, the door bursts open, and Felix rushes into the room, his face a whirlwind of emotions – concern, relief, and something else that you can't quite place. His eyes lock onto yours, searching for reassurance amidst the chaos of your fevered state.

"Felix," you manage to croak out, your voice barely above a whisper. Relief floods through you at the sight of him.

"You didn't answer any of my messages or calls," Felix says, his voice tinged with worry as he rushes to your side. "I got really scared when I went to check up on you at work and you weren't there, so I came straight here. Are you okay?"

"Felix," you whisper. "What time is it?"

"It's 3 PM," he replies. "I've been so worried about you. Are you okay? How are you feeling?"

You manage a weak nod, reaching out to grasp his hand. "I... I think I caught the flu. I feel awful."

Felix's expression softens with concern as he feels your forehead. "You're burning up. Let's get you some water and medicine, okay? We'll make you feel better."

You nod gratefully, letting Felix guide you to sit up as he hurries to fetch a glass of water and some fever-reducing medication. As he fusses over you, you can't help but feel overwhelmed by his care and concern.

Felix's brow furrows with concern as he settles beside you, his worry evident in his voice. "How long have you been feeling this way?"

You sigh. "Since last night. I... I think it's because of the rain," you admit reluctantly. "I got caught in it on my way home from work yesterday, and I didn't have an umbrella or anything. By the time I got home, I was already feeling sick."

Felix's expression darkens with concern and a hint of frustration. "You were out in the rain without proper protection, and you didn't say anything?" he asks, his voice tinged with worry and reproach.

"I didn't think it was a big deal," you mumble, feeling ashamed for not taking better care of yourself. "I thought I'd be fine, but... I guess I was wrong."

Felix's features soften as he reaches out to cup your cheek, his touch gentle. "You should have told me, sweetheart," he says softly. "I would have come to get you, or at least made sure you got home safely. I hate seeing you like this."

You nod, feeling tears prickle at the corners of your eyes. "I'm sorry, Felix," you whisper, feeling overwhelmed. "I should have said something. I won't do it again, I promise."

Felix pulls you into his arms, holding you close as he presses a kiss to your forehead. "It's okay," he murmurs, his voice warm and comforting. "Just focus on getting better now, alright? I'll take care of you."

With a tender smile, he rises from the bed and heads to the kitchen, returning moments later with a steaming mug of his favorite tea. Its aroma fills the room, carrying with it a sense of warmth and comfort.

"Here," he says softly, offering you the mug. "This always makes me feel better when I'm under the weather. Maybe it'll help you too."

You take the mug gratefully, the warmth of the tea seeping into your hands.

As you slowly try to drink the tea, your hands trembling slightly from weakness, Felix notices the sadness etched on your face. then, he suddenly disappears into the other room.

A couple minutes later he returns with BbokAri cradled gently in his arms, a soft smile gracing his lips as he approaches you.

"Here," he says gently, placing the plush toy in your hands. "This little guy never leaves my side, but tonight, I want him to keep you company. I thought he might help cheer you up too."

Taking the plush toy into your hands, you can't help but marvel at its softness and the love that emanates from it. As you hold it close, feeling its comforting presence, you notice Felix's gaze lingering on you, filled with concern and tenderness.

Seeing your body tremble with chills, Felix's heart wrenches with concern. "You're so cold," he murmurs. "Let's get you warmed up."

He quickly rises from the bed, leaving you momentarily bereft of his comforting embrace. However, he returns moments later with an extra blanket, which he wraps snugly around you. Then, he retrieves a heating pad, placing it gently near you.

As you shiver from a combination of fever and cold, Felix notices your discomfort. Returning to your side, he slips under the covers beside you, wrapping his arms around you in a gentle embrace. He holds you tightly, his own body heat radiating against yours, as he murmurs soothing words of comfort.

You snuggle closer to him. Felix holds you close, his steady heartbeat a reassuring rhythm against your ear. You hold BbokAri close to your chest, feeling its softness against your skin. Felix wraps his arms around both you and BbokAri, and you feel a sense of safety and security wash over you, banishing the cold and the fear that had gripped you moments before.

Felix presses a kiss to your forehead, his lips lingering as if to convey all the love he holds for you. "I'll do whatever it takes to see you smile again," he murmurs, his voice a gentle caress against your skin. "You mean everything to me, and I can't stand to see you like this."

"Do you want more medicine, or is there something else I can do to ease your discomfort?" he asks gently, his voice filled with a desire to help.

"Having you here, holding me like this," you say softly, "is all the medicine I need."

Felix's smile is tender and full of affection. "I'm glad I can provide some comfort," he replies, brushing a strand of hair from your face. "But if there's anything else I can do, just let me know. I'll bring you more tea, medicine, anything you need. Or we can go on a walk? Get some sunshine and fresh air."

"You already bring the sunshine with you, right here in this room," you say, your voice soft with love.

Felix's eyes shimmer with warmth at your words, a soft glow of affection enveloping him. Pressed against each other for warmth, you drift off into a peaceful sleep, the sound of Felix's steady breathing lulling you into a sense of calm.

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[duchesst0mat0]

[dandelions-143]

Part 2 to Dance Practice

Masterlist

Part 1

Pairing: Idol Hyunjin x f!reader x Idol Felix

Warning: nudity, oral (f. Receiving), voyeurism, slightly rough, explicit, little praise, dirty talk, edging. Let me know if I forgot anything.

Genre: explicit smut, one-shot

You were sitting in between Changbin and Felix on the couch. Your head resting comfortably on Felix’s thigh and your legs draped over changbin. While Hyunjin and Jeongin sat on the floor propped up against the couch. Felix was slowly combing his fingers through your hair, pushing the silky strands away from your face and lightly scratching your scalp. You felt your eyes growing heavier and heavier. You could feel your body relaxing when suddenly Changbin reached over and turned on the light.

The movie was over and everyone began to shift and move from their respective spots. You slowly did the same and stood up stretching your arms above your head. “That was pretty good. Nice choice Jeongin.” You commented giving your friend a soft smile. Hyunjin came to stand beside you and draped his long toned arm over your shoulders. “It’s getting late, yeah?” His gaze was on Changbin as he spoke.

Changbin nodded and began to gather his things. “Yeah, you guys ready? I’m so tired.” Jeongin began to follow Changbin out but Hyunjin and Felix stayed behind. “We will be along later, gonna help clean up here.” The other guys must have been too tired to notice that there was no mess to clean up or they just didn’t care. This was the first weekend they had off in months. Their schedules were insane for this new comeback that was ramping up. Once you said your goodbyes to them and your door was shut you walked back into the small living room where Hyunjin and Felix were now sitting on the couch together, Hyunjins leg resting on top of Felix’s thigh.

“So.. why are you two still here?” You clasped your hands together, your eyes darting between the two. You had a feeling that you knew what the answer was but you wanted them to say it out loud just in case you were wrong. The three of you had not been alone together since that late night in the dance studio but, you thought about it nearly every single day since. It consumed you.. and Hyunjin didn’t make it any easier when he suddenly seemed to be more clingy towards you. “Come here, love.” Hyunjin spoke with a soft smile on his full lips. Felix moved and patted the spot between them, his eyes moving over you slowly. That gaze of his was heated and it scared you in the best way possible.

You did as Hyunjin asked and you sat between them, they didn’t give you any personal space at all but, you were not complaining. You began to play with the rings on your fingers in a nervous manner. Your heart was racing at the thought of what Hyunjin had said he wanted the next time you were intimate with him.

“Don’t be nervous.” Felix’s deep yet soft voice spoke close to your ear. His voice was so smooth and comforting making you relax a little. “Do you remember what I said when I had your cum all over my cock?” Hyunjins dirty words were barely above a whisper but you heard everything and your body reacted instantly. Your face heating up with a soft blush and your thighs squeezing together as tight as they could. You nodded in response afraid to turn your head and look at him so you kept your eyes on your lap.

“Use your words, my darling.” He said as his long fingers caressed your cheek and slowly turned your head so he could look you in the eyes. “Yes, I remember.” On the opposite side of you Felix was brushing your hair away from your neck so he could place chased kisses along your heated skin. His soft lips just on the nape of your neck made you shiver, little bumps scattering about on your legs and arms. Hyunjin looked at you, holding your gaze with his own intense stare, “Will you allow me to be in control again?” His lips softly pecking the corner of your mouth.

“Yes, I’m okay with that.” Your voice sounded breathy.. as if you had just ran a marathon. With your simple words of clarification Hyunjin sat back and have his first command. “Felix, kiss her.” It was a very simple command but it made your body up with anticipation and nerves. Felix didn’t hesitate. With soft fingers beneath your chin he made you look at him. His gaze on you was soft and loving but there was also a hunger in those eyes of his. He moved in pressing his lips to yours, his tongue slowly swiping across your bottom lip asking for entrance. You gave him what he wanted, parting your lips so he could taste you.

You two kisses for a while, at first it was soft and sweet, even a little hesitant on your end. Then it deepened and Felix’s hands were all over you. Touching every curve you had and squeezing the fleshy parts of you. It was a soft he couldn’t get enough of you. You sucked on his lower lip getting a deep guttural moan from him. Her panties were soaked just at that sound alone.

As you two ravished one another you felt a slow yet firm touch on your hips. Larger hands the Felix had, they gripped the hem of your shirt and pulled up until you had to separate from Felix. Now you sat there in your shorts and bra, your cleavage heaving up and down from the exertion of ferociously kissing Felix for minutes on end. “That was a sight, who knew you two wanted it so bad.” Hyunjins tone was curious and almost a little cocky. “Y/n let Felix undress you.”

You bit down on your bottom lip and looked over at Felix who was taking his own shirt off. His toned body was a sight to behold and you noticed Hyunjin eyeing him too. “Can I?” Felix asked softly, he was still trying to be respectful when he obviously didn’t have to be. “You can do whatever you want with me.” The words fell from your mouth without thinking and you made no move when Hyunjin began to kiss along your bare shoulder.

That’s all the go ahead Felix needed. Where Hyunjins hands were firm and precise, know exactly his next move, Felix was a bit more rushed, needy but you loved it. He pulled you up by your hand and slid your shorts down kissing a soft trail down your stomach and over your panty clad pussy, making you close your eyes for a moment. He then removed your bra, pressing those same soft kisses between your breast. His eyes taking them in, almost as if he was committing your body to memory. Your panties were next and your arousal coated the inside liner of them. Your cheeks flushed hot when you noticed.

“She’s beautiful isn’t she?” Hyunjin asked Felix as he stood to stand beside him. You could see a slight bulge through both of their jeans. They were hard for you and just like before you wanted them both. “Lay her down and do you as you please.” Hyunjin walked over to a chair just left of the couch where he would have a good view of everything. Felix took both your hands and brought you back over to the couch, “lay down babe, and spread wide for me. Let me see all of you.” Felix spoke between kisses to your neck and jaw. You did exactly as he said and laid down.

You spread your thighs just enough for him to see your slick folds. Felix ran his tongue over his bottom lip, “Fuck, you’re making my mouth water.” He then began to trail those same chased kisses up your leg but the closer he got to your inter thighs the more he began to suck on your soft skin, using his teeth and tongue more. Your eyes darted over to Hyunjin who had his eyes locked on your hot center. His hand slowly rubbing himself through his jeans.

Just then you felt Felix run his tongue agonizingly slow through your wet folds, tasting your center. It made you gasp sharply at the sudden contact, your back arching a little. Hyunjins eyes met yours and his hand moved to unbutton and unzip his pants. You watched as he pulled his hardening cock out. His long fingers wrapping around the long shaft.

Felix began to suck gently on your swollen clot. His finger slipping into you easily then another. You arched your back more, closing your eyes and moaning softly, “that feels so good, Felix.” The gorgeous man resting between your thighs began to flick his tongue slowly around your little bud. Teasing you, making your hips writhe with pleasure. He could tell you were shading that high with how your fingers gripped his long blond hair, tugging him closer to you.

“What did I say, you can only say my name.” Hyunjins voice was breathy and a little strained as he fisted himself, pumping slowly with what seemed to be in time with Felix’s tongue strokes. Felix picked up the lace as you whimpered for more. “Please.. faster. I need more..” you were begging him but kept your eyes on Hyunjin. The sight of him making your orgasm a bit easier to reach even though Felix wouldn’t let you have it.

Felix felt so good between your thighs, that slow burn starting in your lower stomach. You could feel it. That release was so close but, Felix refused to allow you to get there. Moaned in frustration, your hips rolling quickly trying to press yourself harder on his tongue. “Don’t dare cum, darling.” Hyunjin voiced from across the room. “Not yet.” His dark eyes raked over your body before stopping on the spot where Felix’s mouth was suctioned to your cunt.

“Please, let me cum..” you begged, tears burning your eyes. You were so frustrated you could cry. You needed that release so bad. Just as you were about to reach that heavenly release Felix pulled away. The loss of his heated mouth on you was enough to cause the tears to spill from your eyes. You slid your hands to your center, wanting to get that orgasm anyway you could but Felix gripped your wrists and held them down by your head. His bare chest pressed against your own. “You’re not allowed to touch yourself, gorgeous. Only I get that privilege tonight.” His lips were shiny with your arousel as he leaned down and kissed you deeply.

You don’t know when Felix took his pants off but he was now naked and you could feel his thick cock slide between your folds, coating himself in your wetness. The pressure of his hips on yours and his cock against your clit made you whimper against his lips. When Felix pulled back he brought his attention to your hardened nipples. His pink tongue flicked over your nipple before sucking it deeply into his mouth. Your eyes finding Hyunjin when you heard him let out a soft moan. Felix ground his erection into you even more as he sucked and nipped at your other breast. “Say my name, love.. let me hear you.” Hyunjins eyes burned into yours while Felix worked your body.

“Hyunjin..” you said softly, taking shallow breaths, “please.. fuck me.. make me cum..” your cheeks were now wet with your tears, your pussy ached with need. Felix finally let go of your wrists and he sat back on his thighs. You watched him get a condom out of the back pocket of his jeans that were on the floor next to the couch. “I’m the only one that gets to fuck you raw.” You heard Hyunjin say in an almost sinister tone.

At this point you didn’t care, you needed one or both of them inside of you. While you were distracted by Hyunjins deep eyes Felix had successfully rolled the condom on and he was lining his member up to slide into you. Felix gave Hyunjin a look over his shoulder, as if he was asking Hyunjin for permission. The beautiful dark haired man leaned back in that chair with his pulsating cock in his large hand and gave Felix a slight nod.

That was all Felix needed, he slid himself into you. Stretching you quickly, he didn’t give you time to adjust. The sweet, slow Felix was gone in this moment. He began to fuck you hard. He took your wrists again holding you down as he hit a fast pace and found his rhythm. You cried out in relief at the few of him, filling you up. The room was filled with the sounds of all three of your moans and whimpers. You kept your eyes on Hyunjin as his hand moved over his cock faster and faster. “Hyunjin.. fuck..” you repeated his name which seemed to make him even more feral. You could tell he wanted to fuck you but he also found just as much pleasure in watching your fucked our body writhe beneath Felix.

Felix’s grip tightened around your wrists and you knew he was ready to cum. “Y/n you feel so fucking food.” His deep moans were exquisite to hear, making your orgasm crest, just at the brink of breaking over you. “Y/n! Fuck baby.. cum with me..” you heard Hyunjins needy whimpers and that’s all it took for your orgasm to take you. You called out Hyunjins name cumming simultaneously with Felix and Hyunjin. You could feel Felix’s cock twice and tighten inside of you but your eyes watched as Hyunjins pink tip began to spurt out his hot milky liquid. The look on his face was beautiful. Full pink lips parted, his chest rising and falling rapidly, and his lazy sated stare on you.

Felix leaned down and kissed your lips softly, then he raised your sore wrists to his lips and kissed them. He was coated in sweat and so were you but you loved the way he was instantly taking care of you. “Come, sweetheart, let’s go clean up.” Felix said as he stood up and pulled the condom off discarding it in the bin in your kitchen. Hyunjin had a mess on himself as well so he followed as you three walked into your bedroom, Felix leading the way to start a shower.

You were not entirely sure but you felt as if something new was beginning.. a bond that you hoped would continue between the three of you.

[kangnina]

MDNI - My corruption kink has really been getting the best of me this week AND it's Felix Friday. So you know what that means! 🫠

BFF!Felix has known you since grade school. He’s watched you grow up alongside him. He knows how to make you laugh. When you cry, he knows how to cheer you up. He knows you’re a good girl who would never break the rules. You call him “Sunshine” and he calls you “Moonlight.” You’re so close knit that everyone thinks that you two are dating. His college buddies swear he’s had to have fucked you at least once. But you’re just friends so he’s never even tried. Yet…

BFF!Felix invited you to come hang out with him like you often do on Saturday nights. Sweatpants and B-rate movies. Lying on the couch, he pulls you into him a little tighter. That’s when you feel it. Pressing into your back. You pretend not to notice but he moves his hips slightly. Rubbing himself on you. “Felix,” you whisper. “Hmm?” he says but doesn’t stop. You feel your body heating up at the soft sounds he’s making in your ear. You’re aroused but nervous. Suddenly he stops, to take off his shirt. Then he starts rutting against your ass again, stroking your hair and kissing your neck.

BFF!Felix rubs your breast over your crop top. You tense up. “It’s ok,” he says huskily. “I’m your best friend, right?” he asks, still rubbing himself against you. You nod, trying to relax. He pulls down his sweatpants, freeing his hard, leaking cock. He reaches to pull your pants down and you grab his hand. “Felix, I’ve never–” But of course, he already knows. He gently sucks on your neck. “I know, Moonlight. Just wanna feel your skin against mine. Touching doesn’t count. I promise I won’t put it in … unless you want me to,” he whispers. Well, you can’t argue with that logic.

@moonlightndaydreams

BFF!Felix 2

[sanakimohara]

This is my second ever ask in my 10 years of having Tumblr so please let me know if I’m saying this wrong or if this is rude 😅 but please could you do a felix or chan incredibly insanely darkly jealous a lot of breeding kink and rutting and c8ck dumb reader 😮‍💨😅😅 pretty please

“UNDER THE INFLUENCE” L. F.

Awe well I am honored to be your second ask here on tumble. I think I'll take Felix on this one...give him a bit more love in my post stream..

{ MDNI }

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Today was not supposed to end like this. You had no intention of being in a room alone with him -especially while you both were ‘working’- but here you are. Trembling and writhing as Felix had his fill of you.

It was a miracle that your makeup wasn’t smudged; thankfully, your hair wasn’t too messed up from its original wet and wavy look. No matter how many times Felix ran his fingers through it or if you pressed your head against the thin walls as shrouds of ecstasy hit you, it stayed modestly neat.

One less giveaway of what the two of you were getting up to in his dressing room.

“Felix…F-Felix th-that’s enough….Ahm!” You groan as quietly as possible, trying hard to not let anyone outside the room hear how amazing it feels to have your cunt devoured like there was no tomorrow. The blonde completely ignored your demand, swirling his tongue in quicker circles around your clit before delving into your dripping entrance.

He’d been at it for the past ten minutes at least, never letting you pull your hips away from his oddly rough grip, keeping your legs wide open as you sat on the -previously organized- makeup vanity. You felt terrible about doing such inappropriate things with a man you swore you’d never met all day.

All fucking day.

You’d refused to admit that Felix was your significant other to make the photo shoot between you and a male model less awkward. A small sacrifice you were both used to driving to keep your relationship concealed and stable, but for one reason or another, Felix felt a simmering rage when he heard you deny your ties to them.

He hated it so much that he’d been less approachable and friendly for the better part of the day.

The staff noticed Felix’s change, whispering about how on edge he was on and off camera-cordial to everyone like always- but noticeably annoyed. You’d seen it too, very concerned he wasn’t feeling well and convinced just checking on him during the staff hour-long lunch break wouldn’t do any harm to anyone.

Everyone except you.

Felix was not above taking his growing frustrations out on you. The instant you shut his dressing room door, he’d covered you, hands preemptively inching the bodice of your silk skirt to touch your bare skin underneath as he placed one fiery kiss on your lips after another. “Stop letting him touch what’s mine, angel,” he whispers into your parted lips, drinking in the immediate whimpers you let out in return.

“You can’t be serious, Lix. More than half of the shoot requires us to “

He rolled his eyes, smirking in disbelief at your attempt to reason with him, “Does it look like I fucking care. Either keep his hands off you, or I’ll ensure it myself.” The rare sight of anger adorned Felix’s gentle features, voice a rumbling whisper, and the combination propelled you into subspace within seconds. He was never this openly possessive. He’d pout or sulk if you didn’t give him attention occasionally, but this…

This was new.

It made you nervous under his gaze, rendering you speechless as he hugged you close, lips reconnecting to your own in another sequence of tender kisses as he walked you backward into the vanity. Your exposed back hit the mirror with a soft ‘thud’ and you flinched away from it. Felix brought you close to him, letting his warmth resolve your shivering and trailing his hands over the intricate details of your artistic bralette.

You pulled away, smiling proudly as Felix took a moment to admire your decorated breasts, eyes darkening with desire as you leaned back with a knowing smile on your face. “Like what you see, Liz?” You tease him, giggling softly as you turn your head to look at him through the reflection. He nods slowly, tongue poking one of his cheeks as he snakes an arm around your waist, closing the tiny gap between you two and effectively spreading your legs to frame his waist.

“You know I do, angel. Always will…” he mutters adoringly, placing a trail of heated kisses along your neck, shoulder, and finally, the curve of your breasts. He groaned in displeasure as he realized the material was intricately clasped, making it a hassle to remove and one less place on your body for him to play with.

Felix solves the dilemma quickly, licking a long stripe over each one before nipping at your skin until barely visible bruises are raised on your skin. Your face burned hot, lust seeping to panic as he marked what he knew to be his, and though it felt amazing, you knew he was inching you both towards exposure.

“Lix, please don’t…they’ll see those…mm,” you bit back a moan as he made another affliction, purposefully making it noticeable. You flinched against him, hands flying to claw into his shoulders, “That’s enough…” you moaned into his ear. The demand lost its edge as it slipped off your tongue, concern becoming a blur as Felix tangled a hand in your hair, pulling it so you had no choice but to let him stain your skin with as many love bites as he pleased.

Your brows knitted together as each one became more intense than the last, the arm around your waist holding you flush against him, adding to the mind-numbing pleasure he was inducing.

You tried one last time to reason with him, stuck in thralls of heat and logical thinking, “Felix…th-“

He cut you off immediately, devoid of any sympathy for your plight, and his authoritative tone made that abundantly clear.

“I don’t care,” he retorts, and you whine in response, “..But I do.”

Felix laughed dryly, inwardly amused by your signature pout but unsympathetic with your reasoning. “You shouldn’t,” he replies softly, bringing his hands to caress your face. You stared up at him lovingly, leering into his touch as he pecked your lips, the subtle hums of approval thundering in his chest, building the pool of heat in your core.

“I know, Lix….” You murmur into the kiss, feeling his hands drop to your thighs, giving them light-handed squeezes. You subconsciously roll your hips to get his touch closer to your dripping cunt. He smiles against your lips, chuckling at your eagerness and immediately giving in to you.

“Desperate little angel, aren’t we?” He teased you, discreetly slipping the many rings off his fingers as you nodded your head and let out a breathless “mhm” in response. Felix shifted your silky skirt to the side, draping the fabric off of your legs as he cupped your mound with one hand. He bit his plush bottom lip as your hips bucked into his hold. A sheer thong was the only thing keeping your soaked folds away from him, and he remedied the obstacle by pulling it to the side.

“Fuck…” you hiss as the cool air hits your exposed cunt, slick going ice cold as Felix prodded to skilled fingers past your entrance. “It’s a miracle you don’t have cum running down your leg, love. It must be so hard walking around this wet for me, yeah?” His voice carried so much weight, doubling down on your own pleasure as he fingered you at the slowest pace possible.

You were at a loss for words, thoughts, or any coherent reaction as he curled his fingers forward to hit your sweet spot. Felix wanted a verbal answer, not just the satisfying gratification your moans brought him, “Need to hear you, angel..or I’ll stop.” You shake your head in displeasure, blushing heavily as you rush a reply, words slurring into excited whimpers.

“Y-yes…s-Ahm….fuck Lix…y-yes you’re right….”

“Good girl…” he whispers, pumping his fingers faster and pressing your clit with the pad of his thumb. You yelp quietly, whining curses as a familiar tightening ramped up in your stomach, and you clenched around his fingers as a result.

Felix groaned vicariously, smirking wildly before withdrawing his hand. “N-no! Lix, please!” You nearly shout in agony at the loss of fullness, ready to cry as he drops to his knees, faking a frown as he comes face to face with your glittering core. “You’re being awfully loud for someone who doesn’t want to get caught, love.” His warm breath fans the slick entrance as he speaks, putting you in a daze that intensifies when he flicks his tongue against you.

“Don’t care anymore…jus’ wanna cum,” you mewl as he focuses on the task at hand, finding the rhythm to taste you with his tongue perfectly and urging you to cum in his mouth with every deliberate action.

His blonde hair tickled your thighs, low moans sending vibrations through you in waves and heightening the toll your climax took on you.

Felix refused to stop until your cunt was all he’d be able to savor for the rest of the day. You nearly fell forward on him in a state of elated exhaustion as he stood back up and kissed you deeply. Your eyes slid shut as the creaminess of your release and his spit seeped down your throat, a wanton moan spilling from you both as his tongue danced with yours, and your hands traveled up to grip his hair.

“Careful…” he grunts, the sound giving way to an altered whine. You pull the blonde strands harder, lips connecting to his jawline and making your own mark on his tan skin. He reaches for his belt, glad his outfit wasn’t nearly as complicated as your own, and a sigh of relief comes out as a sharp exhale through his nose the moment his cock springs free.

You smile against his skin, eyes trailing down to get a view of it, “You’re such a hypocrite,” you taunt him. Amused to see how affected Felix was by the mere thought of another man laying his hands on you.

He groans, muttering a semblance of disagreeable words before shoving you back with gentle force. The conjoined feeling of the cold mirror hitting your heated skin and the instantaneous contact of his throbbing shaft gliding up and down your glittery folds has your back arching as ripples of pleasure course through you.

Felix drops his head to the crook of your neck, a few strands of his hair ghosting your skin as he places featherlight kisses. “Lix..” you mumble lowly, unable to think straight as he breathes in your scent, his hands grazing down your spine as he does.

“Promise me he won’t touch you again,” he whispers in your ear, his hips pausing, the tip of his cock inching into you ever so slightly. You whined loudly, head lulling back as your brows furrowed in frustration, one hand slipping from his tousled hair to clasp around his throat. Every breath he took raised his Adam’s apple, your thumb gingerly baring down the muscle as you shook your head slowly.

“I can’t..please don’t make me,” you plead for a compromise, but Felix disregards the refusal, pushing into your cunt inch by inch, torturing the both of you with the long-awaited security your fluttering walls would impose on him. “Yes, yes you can…you will. Promise me, sweetheart. Open your pretty mouth and swear to me that you’re all mine..” Felix shifted between pleading and demanding, eyes flickering from your expression of pure ecstasy as he sunk all the way into you to the space where you two connected.

A train of thought no longer existed for you as he pulled out slowly, slamming back so harshly that the vanity quivered from the subtle force. Your mouth fell open, eyes rolling in earnest bewilderment the rougher Felix got. “Fucking answer me…,” he groans, burying his cock in you, and refusing to move until you stuttered out a response.

Work be dammed. Telling some random guy to keep his hands to himself for the next few hours paled in comparison to your need to cum….and was honestly a task you’d do whether Felix was coercing it out of you or not.

So, as much as you cared for professionalism…it’d have to take a backseat to whatever emotion he was dragging you into now.

“I. I promise it won’t happen again…I promise, Lix…” You didn’t care how pathetic you sounded, past the point of modesty and clinging to Felix for dear life as he picked up the pace of his thrusts. Your chest pressed into his, the intricate details on your bra chilling his burning skin and prompting him to hold you there with an arm snaking around your waist.

He fisted the sheer material of your skirt, almost ripping through it as he tugged it higher, nails digging into your skin possessively, and you winced in pain as he brought his lips to your ear again. “Hm, does it hurt, angel?” He asks, feigning concern, and the contrast of the sweet gesture amid brutality made your head spin endlessly. “Y-yes,” you huffed as a moan built in your throat, quickly slipping out as he shifted one of your legs up and around his lean waist. The adjusted angle drew a surprised cry from you, cunt gripping every ride and vein of his cock as he took advantage of the position. He was bruising your sweet spot with an intensity and speed you’d never experienced before.

Felix was generally endearingly romantic and rarely this aggressive with you. Seeing, well, witnessing this side of his character was an edge for you on its own.

You were surprised that you managed to hold out this long without cumming and even more taken aback by the steady stream of arousal pooling on the vanity beneath you. Felix noticed it too, cock twitching inside you as pride flooded his system, “You’re making such a mess, pretty girl… does it feel that good?” He grinned triumphantly when you nodded without hesitation, hips rolling to meet his thrusts at an even pace for as long as possible.

“Gorgeous, so…fucking gorgeous..” he praises your every reaction, running a hand down the expanse of your torso, stopping to press down where you could feel his cock the most. You blushed as the applied pressure emphasized exactly where Felix was inside you.

The coil in your core teetered on the verge of snapping, your hands disappearing underneath the hem of his designer dress shirt, and your manicured nails scratched into his toned torso. The simple action caused Felix to buck his hips and wrap his free hand in your hair as he brought you into an open-mouthed kiss. It was sloppy, void of any decency, as the both of you chased your high at the expense of the other.

You clawed at his skin, moaning louder as the knot in your stomach begged to loosen for the third time in a row. He stared into your dreamy gaze, reading the warning in them as he held your head close to his.

Felix wanted nothing more than to etch this very moment into your mind for the rest of the day -your life. The thought of you walking around, filled to the brim with his cum as you posed for one picture after the next plagued his conscious, and undid the last link of reason for him.

“Fuck this,” he snapped, brows furrowing with determination as he pulled out of you, and slid you off the vanity to bend you forward on it instead. Thankfully, you caught yourself in time, too dazed to stop him from kicking your legs apart, and reentering you from behind. “Felix…” you groan exasperatedly, shuddering as his cock stretched your cunt with ease, causing a thin drip arousal to slide down your inner thighs.

The blonde leaned over you, a hand resting on the curve of your back as he returned to his pace from earlier. Sweat starts to build on his tan skin, a concentrated expression adorning his angelic features as he pounded into you.

Blank.

Your mind was entirely blank the longer he bullied his cock against your sensitive womb and the tension mounting in your body multiples exponentially as he lowered himself to speak in your ear lowly.

“This is where you belong, angel. Just like this, with me, an no one else understand?”

You nodded weakly, fighting back tears as the urge to cum from the sound of his voice tempted you.

It’d only take one more possessive word from him -paired with that salacious smile on his face- to unravel you. Felix was at his end, too, eyes sliding close as the precision of his thirst became a tenuous blur.

“You think he’d use you this well, love?” He slurs the question, unintentionally pulling your hair as he snaps his hips harder. “No…”you sigh deliriously, reaching a hand to run through his hair and bring him in for a heated kiss, while the other latched against the mirror to hold you steady under his weight as the knot in your core spiraled loose.

“That’s it….angel, fuck, you feel so good…” Felix doesn’t even try to be discreet, zoned in on the way your cunt gushes on his cock, greedily taking the hot ropes of cum he releases. Oxygen alludes to you for a few seconds, an overbearing heat rushing through you and your body quivering in the aftershock.

You looked divine. Unreal even. That pleased smile on your lips as you giggled shamelessly only added to the glow you emitted in your shared highs.

“He won’t touch me again, Lix..” you panted softly, smiling more expansive as you clung to him tiredly and laid your head on his shoulder.

He understood then. Why he’d felt so stricken with jealousy over you the whole day. Yes, he loved you, but the underlying notion that no one else knew it angered him.

What good would it do him not to try and claim you, at least? If fucking you into the bliss of oblivion was what needed to be done….he could make that sacrifice.

Felix kissed the top of your head, grinning as you whined defeatedly as he shifted his hips to settle his cock further into you, “See, that wasn’t so hard to agree to, now was it, love?”

You pout, raising your head to glare at him playfully, “No….but now the stylists will have to cover me in two layers of foundation!”

Felix raised a brow, gently rolling his hips into again, and you melted underneath him at the overstimulation. “Who said we were done, angel?” He asks, smiling at your fucked out reflection shifting to a look of desperation. You opened your mouth to say something but the words died in your throat, replaced by a broken moan as he gradually pumped his length past your tender walls, spreading his cum over them, and edging you both to another round.

This was not how your day was supposed to go, but there was no fight left in you, and certainly not enough left to refuse being stuffed full with Felix’s cum for the next thirty minutes.

Felix chuckled at the sight of you accepting your fate, subconsciously rocking your hips back to meet his, and welcoming the oncoming warmth of his accumulating releases.

Maybe making him jealous could be your new favorite hobby….

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This one was fun. I'm kind of proud of how it came out too....my editing is getting better hehe.

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Credits to owner 🖤 FYI if I met him and he made a joke I’d start laughing the same way zendaya was cracking up everytime Tom holland opened his mouth….i mean how else am I gonna convince Felix he’s my soulmate lmao 🖤

[mykoreanlove]

whispers of love

Felix was snuggled in bed with you, hugging you from behind. The smell of his favorite brownies still lingered on him, almost as sweet as his kisses on you. You squirmed in his embrace as his lips tickled the sensitive skin on your neck. “Lixie, stop that”, you laughed warmly. “Hell no”, he retorted and kissed you some more. The sensations were too much to bear, so you wriggled yourself out of his embrace and turned to face him directly.

“Hi”, he said and placed a kiss on the top of your nose. A warmth you had never felt before spread through your whole body. You relaxed, smiled some more and looked at him. This was your first time being with someone who saw all of you and decided to stay. Being with Felix made your heart flutter in the best ways and that was something you were grateful for every single day.

“You look so beautiful right now, baby cakes.” He gazed at you with a mixture of longing and infatuation. Felix grabbed your hand and positioned it to his lips, placing a chest kiss on your knuckles. “There is something I want to say to you, y/n. Actually, I already said it a lot of times, but you were always asleep, so now’s the moment.” He paused for a second, carefully selecting his next words.

“I love you.”

Butterflies were joined by all other animals as well, turning your stomach into a zoo. Your heart raced. Your brain thought a thousand thoughts per second. Your throat was dry.

“Love? You love me?”

Felix chuckled; he had already anticipated that reaction. No matter how much he tried and showed his love for you, you still had trouble accepting it. “Yes, love. I love you.”

“But” your brain instantly presented a myriad of reasons as to why he shouldn’t do that. “But, how? I am just a normal person.”

For a split second you noticed him scrunch his face. He hated it when you talked down on yourself. He hated it when you thought less of yourself because of the dumbest reasons. He hated it when you hated yourself. By now he understood though, that arguing against you was fruitless – this was a journey you had to go on by yourself. Felix chose to stand by your side and hold your hand though.

“Don’t care. I love you.”

“But I’m not in the best shape right now.” He placed another kiss on your knuckles. “I love you.”

“Felix, what do you mean? I am a mess. I have anxiety every other day.” He squeezed your hand. “I still love you.”

You turned on your back and thought about all this while he was still holding your hand. How could he love me when I’m not perfect?

You thought hard, you had to present him with all the facts, so he could make a rational decision. Eagerly, you turned around again.

“Lix, I have health struggles.”

“Don’t care. I love you.”

“But I always assume the worst and get anxious.”

“I love you regardless.”

“But I.. I have debt I need to pay off!”

“Fine by me. I love you.”

Your brain fought hard. Surely, there had to be a reason that would scare him off.

“I got scammed once because I trusted those assholes blindly.”

“I love you.”

“I was bullied when I was younger. I was never a cool kid!”

“I love you.”

“It’s hard for me to control my emotions and I get overwhelmed a lot.”

“Still love you.”

“I got rejected a million of times – I’m really not the one you fall in love with.

Felix took a deep breath, trying to remain calm for the both of you.

“I love you, y/n.”

“But” – he interrupted you this time.

“I love you. You can think of every reason, you could invent any reason – I don’t care. I. LOVE. YOU. All of you. The good, the bad, the ugly. I love you.”

He stopped talking for a second and gave you time to process all of this. The confusion on your face was evident, which irked him but he was sure that someday you’d be able to love yourself like he did.

You took a good look at him – everything he said sounded so sincere. The look on his face was truthful and loving.

“Are you sure?”, you mumbled silently. Felix laughed out happily. “Yes, y/n. I am sure. I love you. I loved you yesterday and I will love you tomorrow. Now turn around and let me cuddle you, so we can fall asleep. Okay?”

Happiness and astonishment were dominant within you right now but you did what he said. You turned around and felt his strong arms around you again, comforting you like they always did. You closed your eyes and took a calming breath, you really needed to sleep. Felix’ lips brushed your ear once more and you fell asleep to him whispering his love for you.

[bangchansdirty-slut]

Double The Trouble

Paring: Angel!Yongbok x Bottom!Male reader x Devil!Felix

Genre: smut

Summary: The Angel and Devil on your shoulders decide to show you what's the best option for spending your night.

More: Masterlist

A/n: I've wanted to write this fic for a while, but it took me ages to find the picture of the two Felixes.

As M/n stood in front of his bed, lost in thought about whether he should jerk off or use one of his toys, he suddenly felt a strange sensation wash over him. It was as if two opposing forces were now somehow present on his bed, just a few feet away. Curious, he glanced over and saw two figures lying side by side on his bed. One was a blonde-haired man with a soft, gentle expression; the other was a dark-haired man with a more intense, brooding demeanor. The blonde-haired man, named Yongbok, seemed to be trying to stop the dark-haired man, Felix, from doing something. But Felix, with his piercing eyes and confident grin, appeared to be having none of it. "Use us," Felix purred, gesturing towards himself and his twin brother. "You know you want to."

With a shiver of anticipation, M/n climbed onto the bed and straddled the twin brothers. He reached out, gripping their T-shirts in his fists as he lowered his weight onto their chests. Their muscles flexed beneath his skin, and he could feel the heat emanating from their bodies. "Felix, please," Yongbok whimpered, his voice barely audible above the pounding of M/n's heart. "Let him decide for himself."

But Felix's only response was a wicked grin as he raised his hips, pressing his erection against M/n's entrance. "Oh, he's decided, brother," Felix growled, his voice low and threatening. "He's decided that he wants us both." And with that, he thrust his hips forward, pushing himself deep inside of M/n.

M/n cried out, arching his back as the thick length of Felix's cock stretched him, filling him completely. He gripped the bed sheets tightly, feeling the pain and pleasure mingle into something primal and overwhelming. Yongbok watched helplessly from the side, his own erection straining against his pants.

Felix began to thrust roughly, his hips slapping against M/n's ass as he pumped his cock in and out of him. M/n cried out, the sensation too much to bear as he felt himself begin to lose control. He could feel the pressure building inside him, the need to release the tension and pleasure that Felix was creating.

Yongbok, watching from the side, felt a mixture of envy and longing as he watched his brother take control of M/n. He wanted to be the one to make him feel that way, to claim him and show him the pleasure that only an angel could bring. But for now, he could only watch as Felix continued to take M/n to the brink of ecstasy.

Felix's thrusts grew wilder, his hips slapping against M/n's ass as he drove deeper and faster. M/n's cries of pleasure were intermingled with gasps of air as he struggled to keep up with the intense sensations coursing through his body. Sweat beaded on his forehead and trickled down his spine, pooling between their bodies.

Yongbok, watching from the side, could no longer contain himself. He reached out, gently grasping M/n's cock and beginning to stroke it in time with Felix's thrusts. The sensation of having two of his favorite people touching him at once was overwhelming, and he felt himself growing closer to the edge.

Felix, sensing Yongbok's touch, growled low in his throat, "You're just jealous, brother." He thrust deeper, forcing M/n to moan in pleasure as he felt both their hands moving on him. "But I'll share." He thrust harder, his hips slapping against M/n's ass as he pumped his cock in and out of him.

M/n, overwhelmed by the sensations, arched his back and cried out, "Yes, please!" His body tensed, and he felt the familiar tightening in his gut as he neared his release. He gripped the sheets tighter, his nails digging into the fabric as he tried to hold on.

Felix, sensing the impending climax, picked up the pace even more, his thrusts becoming frantic and unrelenting. He growled, "That's it, my pretty boy. Let it all out." His hips slammed against M/n's ass, his cock filling M/n to the brink.

Yongbok, feeling the tension building in M/n's body, increased the pace of his strokes, his fingers moving faster and firmer against M/n's skin. He leaned in, pressing their lips together as he thrust his tongue into M/n's mouth, tasting the sweetness of their shared desire.

M/n, overwhelmed by the sensations, arched his back further, his hips bucking against Felix's thrusts. He moaned into Yongbok's kiss, feeling the pressure building inside him, the need to release the tension and pleasure that Felix and Yongbok had created.

Felix's grip on M/n's hips tightened, his thrusts growing even wilder as he felt M/n's body tensing beneath him. The sound of their skin slapping together filled the room, a rhythmic symphony of desire and need. Yongbok's fingers moved faster on M/n's cock, his touch rough and demanding as he stroked him in time with Felix's thrusts.

M/n felt himself on the brink of release, his whole body trembling with anticipation. He moaned into Yongbok's kiss, his hips bucking against Felix's relentless thrusts. His vision blurred as the sensations built up inside him, and he felt the first wave of release wash over him. He cried out, arching his back as he came, his seed spilling onto the bed sheets and his own hand.

Felix, sensing the change in M/n's body, thrust harder, his hips slamming against M/n's ass as he felt the tightening around his cock. He groaned, his eyes rolling back in his head, and came as well, his hot seed spilling inside M/n as he laid down on the bed underneath him.

Yongbok, still hard from watching Felix fuck M/n, crawled up on the bed and pick M/n up from his brother's lap, and positioned himself between M/n's spread legs. He lined his cock up with M/n's opening, the head teasing the puckered hole as he looked down at M/n's face. "F-fuck, yer still s' t-tight, dammit!" he murmured, before thrusting forward, burying himself to the hilt in one smooth motion.

M/n cried out, arching his back as Yongbok filled him once again. The sensation of being so full was overwhelmingly pleasurable. He reached down between his legs, still coated in their cum, and rubbed it over his swollen cock. He moaned, feeling the tingle of arousal return as he stroked himself.

As Yongbok's pace increased, so did the wetness between M/n's legs. He reached down, his fingers coated in their combined juices, and massaged his swollen cock. The feeling was exquisite, and he could feel himself growing closer to the edge.

Felix, who had rolled onto his side to watch them, propped himself up on one elbow. He smiled, admiring the sight of Yongbok thrusting into M/n. "You look so fucking good like that M/n," he murmured.

M/n moaned, the sound filling the room as he felt Yongbok's thrusts growing deeper and faster. He arched his back, pressing his hips up to meet each thrust. The sensation of being so full of cum and cock was overwhelmingly pleasurable. He reached down between his legs, still coated in their combined juices, and stroked his swollen cock.

As he neared the edge, he glanced over at Felix, who was watching them intently. Seeing the desire in his eyes, he felt a surge of power and need. He reached out, hooking his leg around Yongbok's waist, and drew him closer. "Fuck me harder," he gasped, feeling the pressure building inside him.

Yongbok obeyed, thrusting deeper and faster, his hips slapping against M/n's ass as he pounded into him. The sound of their bodies meeting filled the room, a primal symphony of desire and need. M/n's fingers dug into the sheets, his head thrown back in ecstasy as he felt himself on the brink of release. He could feel Felix's gaze burning into him, and it only served to fuel the fire within.

As Yongbok continued to thrust, M/n arched his back, his body tense and ready to explode. With a guttural cry, he came, his hot cum spurting onto the sheets beneath him. His vision blurred, his entire being consumed by the overwhelming pleasure coursing through him. He felt Yongbok's cock twitch inside him, and then he was coming as well, filling M/n's ass with his seed.

Their bodies still joined, they collapsed onto the bed, panting heavily. Felix crawled up beside them, his eyes shining with satisfaction as he ran his hand over M/n's sweat-slickened skin. "You were so fucking hot like that, M/n," he murmured, pressing a kiss to his neck.

Yongbok propped himself up on one elbow to look down at M/n. "You're incredible," he breathed, tracing a finger along the other man's jawline. "I can't get enough of you." He leaned in, their lips brushing together in a chaste kiss.

[yongbokiee-felix]

[Preview] Felix for VOGUE KOREA

× BVLGARI February 2024 Issue (solo 13P feature) 🖤📷

[lotusbee07]

[horanghaeluvsinniehae]

BEST FRIEND!STRAY KIDS REACTION TO READER DYING OVER FAN MEETING PICTURES||hyung line/\maknae line||

Pairing: skz!hyung line x gn!reader

Disclaimer:Swearing. I tried not to sexualise them I'm sorry if it comes off like that that really wasn't my intention and i hope it didnt turn out like that!!

Author's note at the end(please read it)! Enjoy!

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Author's note: hi guys! I hope this was okay and im so happy that i have work to put out like I love writing so much when I have ideas😭 so once again I'm encouraging you all to request all you want because I desperately need requests because I don't have any:(

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[y4z1]

bf!Felix who'd.....(MDNI)

bf!Felix who'd love to bake with you

bf!Felix who'd play videogames with you and start whining when he loses

bf!Felix who'd take you to Australia with him to meet his family

bf!Felix who'd ask you to teach him how to braid hair so he could do it for you

bf!Felix who'd give you back hugs all the time

bf!Felix who'd make brownies for you when your feeling down

bf!Felix who'd use his deep voice to fluster you

bf!Felix who'd love going to the beach with you

bf!Felix who'd carefully sneak up behind you and use his deep voice to whisper in your ear and scare you

bf!Felix who'd use a blanket to turn into a burrito with you

bf!Felix who'd love to cuddle you

bf!Felix who'd watch movies with you while your both cuddled up together

bf!Felix who'd get you both matching onesies

bf!Felix who'd never let go of your hand because it brings him comfort knowing your by his side

bf!Felix who'd love seeing you in his hoodies

bf!Felix who'd give you body massages when you've had a long day at work

bf!Felix who'd call you to tell you about his day

bf!Felix who'd ask you for help to put on his tie

bf!Felix who'd stop mid track while on his walk with you to pet a cat

bf!Felix who'd borrow your jewelry every once in a while

bf!Felix who'd pull your cheeks and bite them at random times

bf!Felix who'd steal your drinks all the time as if he isn't a millionaire

bf!Felix who'd love to play around in the snow with you

bf!Felix who'd be extremely tiny and cute around you

bf!Felix who'd watch the sunset with you

bf!Felix who'd take you shopping with him

bf!Felix who'd LOVE going to sleep with you in his arms

bf!Felix who'd have a corruption kink

bf!Felix who'd love seeing the way your tits bounce when he thrusts in and out of you

[channie-143]

Vacation texts with bf Felix

Pairing: Felix x reader

Genre: Fluff

[duchesst0mat0]

[sanakimohara]

Felix coded relationship:

Video games + sweets + slow slutty sex…

Sounds lovely, doesn’t it? :)

[mykoreanlove]

Flirting with Yongbok in a Club be like

„Can I ask you a question?“

Yongbok‘s deep voice was barely audible, the sounds of the club swallowing his bass tone almost entirely.

You spent the last hours dancing, rubbing against each other in the naughtiest ways. You barely noticed anyone else, all your senses were primed on the angelic boy behind you. You laid eyes on him hours earlier and since you were, well you, it was easy to catch his attention.

Stolen glances turned into provocative stares just as strangers turned into lovers even if only for a night.

Or that’s what you had thought.

Yongbok‘s question snapped you out of your trance and made you turn around.

He smiled at you - a mixture of nervousness and longing in his brown eyes.

„Go ahead.“

You placed your palms on his chest, not wanting to let go of him. Not even a second.

„This club is about to close in an hour. I… I really don’t want to say goodbye to you.“

It was almost impossible to see properly in the pitch black Club but you could have sworn that his cheeks had reddened.

„Is that your way of asking if we’re spending the night together?“

He let out a laugh, your playfulness easing his nerves.

„No, I don’t want to fuck you.“

Your eyes widened in surprise. Yongbok raised his hands, desperate to explain what he meant.

„No, no, no, wait. Of course, I want to fuck you, y/n. I’ve been fantasizing about this ever since you grinded on me but that’s not what I meant. I don’t want to fuck you tonight. We still have time for that.“

Your jaw hit the floor. Did he really just say this? A beautiful, respectful guy with whom you danced and giggled all night long wasn’t out to get you in bed? But instead he wanted to get to know…you?

He kept on rambling since you didn’t say a word.

„I know we’ve met a couple of hours ago and technically we‘re strangers but I really want to get to know you. Watch the sunrise and cuddle-get to know you kind of way.“

He took your small hands into his, placing little kisses on your knuckles. „Please, y/n. Pretty please.“

Gosh, why did he have to be so fucking cute?

„Careful Yongbok, can’t have you falling in love tonight.“

You snapped your hands back and turned around, too overwhelmed by his sincerity.

He wasn’t one to give up though, so you felt his arms slung around you. His grip tight on you, not even thinking of letting you go.

„Who says I haven’t fallen already?“

[turtledovenycx]

𝐌𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐑𝐮𝐧𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐥𝐮𝐞-𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐲 (𝐅.𝐋)

🎧 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 -𝐌𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐳

🎧 𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐲 - 𝐀𝐥𝐞𝐜 𝐁𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: 𝐒𝐅𝐖/ 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖

𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐢 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬: 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟏| 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐| 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟑

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐬𝐤𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫!𝐅𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐱 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝐓𝐚𝐠: 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭𝐲 (𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐭), 𝐟𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡 (𝐢 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐬𝐭), 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭

⁀➴ 𝐖.𝐜 𝟑.𝟏𝐤

𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 ⚠️: 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐂’𝐬 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐌𝐂 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐨𝐟 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐯𝐚𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐲. 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐬, 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧’𝐭 𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐈’𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐲𝐢 𖹭

"Shut up! JUST SHUT UP!! SHUT UP !!! I don't wanna talk!" your mother's shrill voice echoed.

"No! why not? huh? Where were you? tell me where have you been? You can’t always leave as you wish while I…."

"Why not? Is it because I'm a woman?"

"What?! no! That's not what this is about, you have a family, you are a mother! you are supposed to be here... it is almost 12 in the night.!!"

"So.... I'm not the only one responsible for the girls... You leave as you wish too....."

“That is different…”

You drowned out the rest of the conversation, plugging in your earphones and walking out onto the balcony. It was always the same argument or at least its gist. You used to interfere, trying to calm your parents but every time you were involved you ended up getting hurt. Painful words and frustration at each other were then thrown onto you, a walking target amidst the argument. After a while, you learn to drown it out. your sibling too engulfing herself in gaming.

The upside of living in a ground-floor apartment escape wasn't hard. Jumping over the fence to the other side, you were free. The moon lit most of your path and the rest with dim yellow lamps on the sides of the footpaths, you leaned on a nearby wall surfing your phone for that song your mind wanted to listen to.

"Same shit again?" you looked up to see him, his blue hair looking almost green beneath the yellow street lights.

You acknowledged his presence with a nod of your head, going back to your phone. Felix slowly removed one of the earphones from yours to put it in his ears. He knew whenever this happened you did not wish to talk. After all, this wasn't the first occurrence. He held you gently as silent tears slipped through your eyes. 

_

Felix had run into you on a similar night. That night you had tried to intervene but had gotten hurt badly, without thinking you had jumped the fence and had walked into the night. It was only after you looked back to see that your home had vanished from view, you realise you had come too far along. The weight on your shoulders and the lump in your throat felt like they were squeezing you, pushing your body forcefully to the ground like a strong hand. You just broke down crying on the sidewalk, pulling your knees up to your chest and trying to become as small as you can.

"Shut up! what do you know? I work like a dog all fucking day and I come home to the three of you doing absolutely FUCKING NOTHING! You are just like her. Don't tell me what to do... worthless-

"Is that an insult to me you drunk asshole? Don't bring her into this..." your angered mother retorts.

"You're the reason all of this is happening," he pointed his finger at you, "It's your fault. It's all your fault," your father yelled at you as your mother continued to swear at him.

Recalling the fight and all the brutal shit your parents threw your way made you heave a breath.

Was it really your fault? Do you try harder? you were trying... 

Your cries were silent, soft, so soft that if Felix had brought his headphones that night he would have missed it.

From a few meters back he had heard hushed sobs and deep inhales of air. Upon rolling closer he saw your slouched figure on the sidewalk. Now usually, he would skate right past not bothering to get involved. But the way you cried softly even in an open field made him curious and the fact Felix would have a hard time falling asleep if he actually left you in this compromising position this late at night.

With the way you were crying, it seemed like you had a lot on your mind but yet you tried to muffle yourself as if you did not want to bother anyone with your sounds. Why? The good nature in him to ensure you were okay made him slow down, get off his board and approach you slowly. 

Hushed footsteps near you immediately halted your sobs, you looked in the direction of the noise to see a figure approaching, a skateboard tucked underneath one arm. The alarm signs in you rang and you quickly got up and wiped your face, you decided to bolt before you tripped and fell on your knees. An arm touched your shoulder but you pushed him away and ran, not turning around to look at the very confused boy you left behind. That night you had a scathe on your right knee. By the time you had crawled back into your home your parents and sister were fast asleep. 

_

After a week or so you were strolling through your resident community when you caught a glimpse of his blue hair, skating with a few of his friends nearby, he looked familiar but the thoughts of that night were beginning to fade from your mind. Before you could turn around and walk away he noticed you and approached you.

“Hey. Remember me?" He said stopping in front of you, a small smile on his face. 

“I don’t remember...” you blurted out. What threw you off was his voice for someone with a sweet face his voice was deep. 

“I came to check on you remember? you were sorta crying. it was night? sorry, I did not mean to scare you like that, but you pushed me really hard.” He said.

You were unable to form words being embarrassed. The memory of a man with a skateboard comes back to you.

In the evening sunlight, he did not appear as scary as he did that night, he looked… cute. Very cute, a chiseled face, high cheekbones a cute button nose dusted with freckles in shades of brown. Pretty

He sensed your embarrassment and quickly tried to stop you from leaving, “M just kidding I didn't get hurt, the name is Felix.”

“Y/n,” you say extending your hand in his for a shake hand.

“Pretty name.” he winked when you scoffed lightly.

“Come join us, do you skate?” he asked moving to reveal the skate park, the ramps, and ground filled with people holding skateboards of different sizes. Some even have rollerblades and lightweight bicycles. 

“Sorry, I don’t skate... I should really go.” you tried, not in the mood to meet anyone people.

“I insist, it could be fun,” Felix said walking in front of you again as you tried to walk away. You still did not know what compelled you to say ‘okay’, maybe it was the fact back home broken pieces of plates and angry parents awaited you. Or maybe it was the sweet smile from a silly boy in front of you hell-bent on talking to you. 

“Come on now,” he reassured, gently leading you past the wired fence into the park. There were about six to eight people there.

“This is Jisung,” he told you as he introduced you to a boy not much taller than Felix, 

“Hello,” the brunette greeted with a small smile but did not say much as he buckled his wrist pad and rolled off.

“Don’t mind that, he is a bit shy, he will come around,” Felix said as he moved around the small crowd, looking back to make sure you were following him.

“This is Hyunjin, he is our artist. He spraypainted all our stuff and most of the walls. " a tall blonde extended his hand for a high five which you hesitantly gave, Hyunjin was good-looking not in a cute Felix way. He had captivating eyes that could hold strong eye contact and a pretty mole under one of them that caught your attention.

"Hi, Y/n right I'll see you around?" he said before walking past you to join another boy. "That’s Seungmin with Hyunjin," Felix said before pointing at a muscular, well-built brunette standing next to a girl with braids. "That guy over there that’s Chris he started coming here before any of us. Oh yeah, that redhead that's Chae she does bicycle tricks….” you were met with welcoming smiles and fist bumps as Felix weaved his way through the small group.

You saw people flying off the curves and falling but getting up laughing and trying again. It looked really cool. Changbin another guy who seemed to be a regular at the gym rode a bike that looked small between his legs, he did a front wheelie effortlessly.  A small girl whizzed past you and went down the ramp as she rode up she did a rotate mid-air twice holding onto her board before landing clean on all four wheels stopping and high-fiving Jisung.

“That’s Luna, she is our pro even though she is only fourteen, kid's got mad skills. She began to ollie at ten and now there is not a trick she can’t do,” he said beaming with pride. 

He made sure almost everyone in his friend group met you before finally walking you to where his stuff lay against a graffitied wall. You recognized the multicolored skateboard, splashed with green, fluorescents, and blue under the board. The top of it was coarse and black dusty a bit with fading shoeprints. 

“Felix why did you bring me here?” you asked finally. Looking around, from the outside whenever you were out for a walk, you had seen them practicing. it looked really cool to you, always staring discreetly to see someone throw themselves into the pit and emerge on the other side. but they looked closed off (a stupid assumption you yourself had made). It was nice to know they were all friendly. You had always wanted to hang here, but never had the courage to step past the green-busted fence door.

“I wanted to know how you were feeling. Thought you would like some company.” He smiled sweetly before rummaging in his bag for something

“I didn’t ask for it.” you reminded,

“I know, I just wanted to. I don’t know what was bothering you that night but you looked like you were hurt. Really hurt, It did not sit right with me to ignore you after I saw you like that. I would like to be your friend." he explained emerging with elbow pads and wrist protectors.

“Well, I’m fine now,” you say softly, you wanted to leave not knowing a part of you wanted to stay. Your gaze landed on his board once again.

“Would you like to try?” he asked picking up his helmet.

“I don’t know, I’ve never tried,” you admit. 

“First time for everything right?” he says handing the helmet to you. “Here put this on.” And you did, fingers tightly holding his palm as you climbed onto the board and he began to rock it back n forth just so that you get used to the feeling. Your initial wish to leave slowly faded as he pushed you forward, standing for the first time on a skateboard you felt genuinely happy. A smile slowly makes its way to your face. His face mirrored yours too and the rest of his friends shared knowing glances with each other watching the two of you.

Befriending Felix was easier than you would think, he was always super playful and energetic but never in a way that overwhelmed those around him. He had asked you to join them the next day but after leaving that evening you were too shy to go to the park again you had drawn the conclusion that he just wanted to make sure that you were okay. Still not being acquainted with everyone made it harder. It would feel awkward for you if Felix was not present.

You did not expect to see him jog to you as you came from your evening walk. 

 “I was looking everywhere for you,” he says as he takes you by your hand and drags you toward his friends. 

“Wait, what?”

“I couldn’t find you at the park. Come on,” he said speedwalking with you into the park. Though you felt nervous you did not feel your anxiety bubbling up, his warm hand felt grounding as the two of you greeted everyone else, maybe this wasn’t such a bad idea.

_

“No, no, try to balance your body by bending your knees..” Jisung said 

“Like this,” you ask a pink helmet on your head, face set so serious like you were training for a fight not standing still on a skateboard and bending your knees pushing your ass out.

It had been a week since befriending all of them. Jisung had grown closer to you over the days. He had the most in common with you. You guys listened to similar music, read manga, and had other similar interests. Felix always made you feel at ease now so did Han, after you voiced your wish to learn to skate he began helping you. You guys had been practicing for a while before you wanted to try rolling without support. 

“Too much ass.” Jisung cracked a laugh.

“Right.” you readjusted and he gave you a thumbs up. 

After his initial shyness peeled you came face to face with this chaotic, sassy, loud alter ego, Han. If it wasn’t for his humor you would become tired of him. Han Jisung was also shy and spoke only to those he took a liking to, he reminded you of your own closed-off personality. it made him relatable and a nice friend. He was patiently helping you become friends with everyone like a funny spirit guide.

“Focus,” Han said snapping his fingers. “Okay now what you do is slide your feet like this,” he demonstrated. “Keep the weight on one foot till you gain momentum and once you feel it's rolling just bring your feet up,” he said doing the action with so much ease. 

“Let's try it out,” he called out waiting for you at the other end of the path. 

“Okay.” you started trying to mimic his movements but less gracefully. The rickety board was both old and worn out. Since Felix needed his, a friend of Chris’s Minho had offered to give you his beginner board which he had kept safe. Asking for a new board at home was difficult since both your parents were in their weekly sulk. 

It was hard to balance your weight so instead of going straight the direction of the board changed sending you reeling backward. 

“You okay?” Jisung asked after you fell on your butt. You looked up at him the two of staring for a moment before he burst out laughing, 

“I hate you,” you say a little embarrassed. 

“Come on, up,” he said extending his hand and letting you get up before you gave him a push. 

“I think we are done for the day huh?” he says gulping his water. Just then a certain freckled face appeared at the gate of the park. His brown eyes caught you before smiling at you, you gave a small smile back, and he began walking towards you. He was pulled away by Hyunjin.

“You like him,” Wasn’t even a question, Han stated grabbing his books from his duffel,

“What ?! No!” you say slapping his shoulder. He just nodded hiding a small smile, liar

“He is really kind you know,” Jisung said, now reading from his book as he lay on the bench. 

“Yeah, I know,” you say sitting down by his feet. 

“He brought me here the same way he did you,” Jisung said nonchalantly, you turned your head to face him but he kept his eyes trained on the pages.

“Found me one night a few years ago and the next day brought me here. He did not leave me alone till he was sure I would not try to run away and do something stupid. He is weird like that, weird but cute.” he continued flipping through the pages before closing the book.

“So I understand where you’re coming from okay?.” he said before turning to you. You just look at him for a second. So that was why Jisung took a liking to you, you were in the same position he was in the past. It is said that those who have suffered similar pain can spot it in others. Jisung was no exception.

You never really had someone to relate to so much, someone who would understand what you’re going through someone to call a best friend. Maybe one day because for now, you knew you could trust this bundle of mischief. 

“So he just collects us like Pokémon then,” you asked all serious, Han bursting into laughter. 

“What are you guys laughing about,” Chris asked petting Jisung’s head making the younger physically cringe. You looked up to meet Felix’s eyes already on you, your heart fluttered a bit - a silly feeling really- before looking away quickly. 

“It’s hot,” Seungmin stated as Jisung gave him a sultry look,

"Thank you min-min you're okay looking too,"

"Eww not you I meant the weather."

"Let's get ice cream then," Jisung says, closing his book and standing up. "You coming," he turned to you before grabbing his things.

"No, I need to head home. you have fun." back home you had some chores and homework to get done. The group began chattering as they approached the nearest convenience store Chae chased Jisung as the rest spectated.

"Where are you going?" a voice asked as you began walking toward your building. Turning around you see Felix, "Not coming?" he pointed his thumb toward the few people as they entered the store.

“No. I have to get home,”

“Wait, but I just got here...” he said a bit pouty it made you want to giggle,

"Sorry, but I have some work and..."

"Let me walk you home." his hand held his jacket, as he grabbed the board. "No. that's okay? you don't have to.." but he did not listen already walking with you despite being called.

"Felix really, it's okay I can-"

"I want to spend time with you. You only talk to Jisung nowadays." Felix kicked a small rock that rolled a few feet away. his eyes were downcast and you looked quite in shock. was he jealous?

"I.. uh. huh?" the two of you stopped and before he could speak two boys on bicycles cut between you. "sorry,' the smaller one trying to catch up with his older brother yelled back.

"I love that you are now comfortable with him, but I-. I want you to be like that with me too, you know. I want.." Felix trailed of, the two of you had stopped walking.

"I want you to know that you can talk to me too." the sounds of children playing nearby distract you, at least you try to distract yourself, praying your face turns a shade of pink.

"Thank you, I'm okay I promise," your heart beating quick but not quick like a panic attack.

"I'll see you tomorrow then?" he asks you could hear Chan call out to him. His fluffy hair poked out from the store. Felix paid no heed.

You nodded. You guys were near your building so you kindly asked him to head back before Chris lost his voice obviously. He gave you a smile before jogging to the store.

When you reached home you were met with scowling faces sighing wishing you had gone with them.

You became a regular at the skatepark, always wishing Chris -whose Korean name you learned was Chan- as you passed him to the beginner's ramp. Peeking over Hyunjin’s shoulder with Felix to get a glance at his secret sketchbook, exchanging song recommendations and cooking recipes with Chae who you learned was an excellent baker -neck to neck with Felix-. Her French Madeleine was to die for and read with Jisung.

Slowly, you learned to control the depressing thoughts, feeling happy every time you were with them... You felt less lonely -feeling heard and seen now- especially when you could talk to Jisung about anything. You had shallowly mentioned the situation at home. Unhappy parents and a toxic atmosphere always made you sad and Han understood it the most, comforting you without prying for more information and occasionally teasing you to distract you- the topic usually revolved around your new crush on Felix.

You were too shy to acknowledge the pair of eyes that always searched for you. Felix had also grown incredibly fond of you. Chan and Hyunjin always teased him about how he would always search for you- his mystery girl. It was strange, he felt protective of you and not strange at the same time, after all, he was the man with developing feelings for the shy pretty girl.

_

“Why are you always late?” your dad asked one day as you returned home. 

“Sorry,” you say stepping into your home to remove your shoes. It wasn’t that late, but your father was pissed at your absence. 

“Where were you?” he asked but you did not hear him, going into your room.

“Answer Me!” He yelled startling you. He was standing in the middle of the hall, you walked out to talk to him not wanting to scare your sister if he decided to barge in.

“At the skatepark.” you say “Why are you angry it’s only 7.” 

“Well, you leave without a word come back as you wish and now I hear you’re hanging out with junkies.”

“What are you talking about?!” your voice raised turning to face your dad. 

“The skatepark is filled with kids like that.”

“That’s not true!”

“Why are you yelling?!’ your father yelled at you. Oh, the irony. 

“What?! You are the one yelling.”

“Lower your voice when you are talking to me you hear me!” he walked forward intimidating you. 

“No..” 

“What was that?”

“I said NO! I'm done. Mom is out right now and you are taking your frustration out on me. So Stop! Stop. Taking. Your. Frustration. Out. On. Me!” You yelled, heaving breath as hot tears flood down your face. 

Your father’s face turned red as he looked around. 

"You're done? you're done? huh, you're done? huh?" he kept muttering as he walked around.

“What are you doing?” you asked confused as he stalked past you, 

“No! Stop!” you shouted as your Dad picked up Minho’s board. 

“Whose is this?” 

“It’s mine!” 

“Mino? Whose Minho?” he seethed as he read the small sticker at the very end of it. 

“My friend…” you tried, you could not move feet planted to the spot. you had never feared your father, but it was what he was gonna do that scared you. What happened next was so loud that it woke your sister up she ran to the hall.

Your father lifted the board high before crashing it onto the tiled floor snapping it in half and breaking the tile in the process.

“You. Will. Listen. To. Me, as long as you live under my roof. Do you understand?” your dad said turning away to grab his glass of scotch from the side table. 

You look at the broken pieces of what was left of the board, it was too blurry to see with the tears accumulating in your eyes. Your father switched on the TV flipping through channels as you collected the remnants on the floor and walked to your room. 

Your mother returned home after a few hours. Amidst another argument, you snuck out into the night.

_

Minho’s broken board’s pieces felt heavy as you walked around with it in a bag.

For unknown reasons, your feet lead you to the skatepark. The gate creaked as you entered the park, soft sobs escaped you now, tears immeasurable.

“Y/n?” a deep voice asked followed by the sound of skate wheels hitting the pavement and stopping. Your eyes meet his brown ones etched in confusion at your tear-stained face.

It was Deja vu that he had found you like this once again. But instead of running away from him this time, you ran towards him.

Felix was stunned momentarily, looking down to see the top of your head shake slightly. Your arms were wrapped around him, wrinkling his top. He soon forced his arms to move, to wrap around your frame, and his cheek pressed against your head. You wanted comfort and it did not matter where it was from. 

His sweater muffled your sobs and the heavy bag slipped from your grasp. Felix did not let you go, he did not plan to let go till your breathing returned to normal...

“Shh… I got you.” he softly said, arms tightening.

Felix held you as you cried. The long lamp post light flickered on and off, on and off, on and ... off

.☾ 𝘛𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘦𝘥 ☾.

a/n: part 2 out now! | 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟐

𝘋𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘱𝘺, 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘴𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘰𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦. 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘣𝘺 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘥𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘺𝘤𝘹 ©

𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐑𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝

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