#Farleigh and Vee also studied music

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What if theater kid Felix obsessed with musicals and theater hater Oliver.

Ollie can appreciate classics like Romeo and Juliet or Hamlet, he read the scripts even, but he finds the staging and theatrical language annoying, even though he never actually saw a play that is not the shitty ones of his highschool.

Somehow in Oxford, he is dragged(let's say Farleigh (?) to see a performance by theater/film students, that is where he sees Felix perform, and he is good at it, and his voice while he sings its beautiful and he can't help himself but fall inlove instantly.

Sorry I'm obsessed with theatre and I need Felix to be too

Theater kid Felix is canon, sorry atheists.

Oliver is literally Paul from TGWDLM, he doesn't hate musicals, he just thinks hating musicals is part of his identity/personality and won't let go.

He actually watched a fair amount of musical movies and he's in love with Emma Felix, a theater "kid?". He knows the lyrics of some songs from musicals and always has an excuse like "I watched it cause a friend told me it was good..." or "the song is everywhere, I can't help to know the lyrics." or my favorite "I watched it just to be sure I hated it."

"I don't like musical theater, I just like Felix" that's what he says to himself every time he buys another ticket.

Oliver sits as close as he can get to the front row and he only watches Felix. When Felix isn't on stage he watches the props, the makeup, the costuming, the wigs, oh the wigs are fun if you're close to the stage, he tries to find where they hide the box for the microphones.

But, whenever Felix is back he can't take his eyes off him.

" 'why don't you take a picture, it'll last longer'... but what if they catch me taking pictures and ask me to leave?Better wait until the play is over, maybe then I can ask him for a picture? would that be wierd? God, i can't cry now, we're not even close to that scene..."

What about Felix?

Well, Oliver isn't really that crazy. Felix is impressively talented.

When you see him entering the stage the first thing you think is 'oh, that's the cute one' and then he starts singing, and you think 'oh, he's pretty good', then he gets you to laugh and you think 'oh, he's good', then he delivers a great dramatic line and you think 'shit, he is good', and then... then he starts dancing and now you're pissed.

He's good looking, knows how to sing, act AND dance? a triple threat with beautiful hazel eyes and over 5'4? are you kidding me?

HE KNOWS BALLET AND HOW TO TAP DANCE?!

Sir James paid for the best professors, instructors and coaches. Music theory and singing lessons monday and wednesday, theater classes tuesday, wednesday and saturday and dancing classes thursday and friday. Sunday he rested, then again, monday, almost at the same time as the sun went up he waked up, honey and ginger tea and the staff could hear the vocal warm ups traveling the old hallways of the mansion.

Felix loved it, even when he was exhausted, and he had almost no social life outside of other performers, he loved the arts. He loved when he learned how to properly sustain and do a good legato, or actually using the diaphragm and not the throat to sing staccato, better yet when he stopped hurting after rehearsal. He loved when his professor cried through one of his soliloquies, and when he cried while doing the soliloquy. He was actually so relieved when he finally learned how to lift her partner without digging his thumbs into her abdomen, and he loved it when she and the coach congratulated him for it.

Felix liked to rehearse, learn his lines, practice the lyrics, harmonizing with his partner and trying the costumes. But most of all, he just loved being part of the plays. When the play was over and he snapped out of the character, when he saw the public applauding them, that's when he knew he chose right.

"Hey Fee, who's that guy with the baby blue eyes? a new fan?"

"Huh? Who?"

"The guy? ...short, dark hair, clear blue eyes and glasses, looks kinda nerdy. He's here almost every night, near the front row, I thought you knew him."

"Uhm... no?"

"No? he comes just to see you, it's so obvious, he only pays attention to you."

"I have no idea who you're talking about."

"Look for him the next function, he's always near the front".

♡ ♡

"We go to the same college, how come we never crossed paths before?"

"You're probably always around the plaza, I'm on the bodleian"

"Fucking nerds! we hated you guys!"

"We hated ourselves!"