#Oliver quick x felix catton

[dumbbsomeone]

People who said the Saltburn bathtub scene was traumatizing never stepped foot on this app, wattpad, or ao3 🤷‍♀️

[stvolanis]

Farleigh with an innocence kink for Felix’s friend that he brings home for the summer?

love this sm. I made Farleigh kinda a perv sorry😭 (not sorry) reader is naive and too innocent‼️

Farleigh Start! Who didn’t think much of it when Felix mentioned bringing someone home with them for the summer, and quite honestly didn’t care. till he seen you.

Farleigh Start! Who’s thoughts were only filled of doing vile things to you as he shook your hand, Felix introducing the two of you. The skirt you wore when you first met while forever be engraved into his dirty mind; a lace baby pink with small flower designs on the frill, but what he remembers the most, was the way it barely covered your ass.

Farleigh Start! Who thought you knew what you were doing when you’d suck on your little cherry lollipops everyday, or when you’d lick your popsicles from the base to the tip to prevent the juices running down. Hell, he almost confronted you when you bent over in front of him while wearing your thin bikini that left little to the imagination; but you were truly oblivious.

Farleigh Start! Whos dick hardened at the way you blushed profusely, trying to avoid eye contact the day in the meadow when they were all naked. His eyes had zoned in on how you squeezed your thighs together when you glanced at his body. Of course, you were the only fully clothed one there. Farleigh made sure of that. No one was ever going to get to see you naked but him.

Farleigh Start! Who shares a bathroom with you; the both of your rooms connected. He’ll quietly crack the door open, just enough to see you undress and take your place in your rose petal filled bath. God, it smelled heavenly to him.

Farleigh Start! Who makes dirty jokes around you, only to grip his cock through his pants discreetly when you either give him a look of confusion, or embarrassment. Or, when you sit next to dinner he’ll rest his hand on the plush of your thigh, telling you it was just a “friendly gesture” as he squeezed. And of course, you’d believe him, why wouldn’t you? Farleighs an amazing friend!

Farleigh Start! Who keeps you close to him and scares off drunken men, and even a few women, who tried to hit on you at one of the many parties they hosted throughout the summer. Acting as your own body guard, even going as far as beating one man to a pulp for grazing his hand over your ass.

Farleigh Start! Who you beg to tell you about sex one day, seeing as you were the closest to him, and he sees this as his opportunity to finally taint the dainty aura of innocence you head floating around your pretty little mind.

Farleigh Start! Who reluctantly sits you down on your bed, watching as you clutched your stuffed bunny to your chest; peering up at him through lashes as the filthiest words slipped past your strawberry lips. “What’s masturbate?” You asked with a tilt of you head. He inhaled deeply. “Masturbation.” He corrected you.

Farleigh Start! Who merely said, “let me show you.” As he, right then and there, whipped out his throbbing member, standing tall against his lean stomach. He watched as you dropped to your knees unknowingly in front of him with awestruck eyes. “What’s this?” You asked. “S’my cock. It likes you.” He chuckled out as he watched your brows furrow when it twitched.

Farleigh Start! Who gave you the okay to touch his cock, letting you play around with it for a little bit. He hissed when your finger skimmed over his weeping tip. “I’m sorry.” You rushed out. He groaned. “That’s alright, didn’t hurt me. Felt real good, baby.” He reassured with a smile.

Farleigh Start! Who instructed you how to give your first hand job. “Tighten your fist, sweetheart. Juuusstt like thattt..” he bit out as you stroked up and down his shaft with a tightened fist. He gripped the pink sheets beneath him, trying to restrain himself from forcing his cock into your mouth and down your throat.

Farleigh Start! Who was losing his self control as you’d look up at him with blown-out, lust filled eyes. The fact that you had no idea just how amazing you were making him feel had him close to the edge. His groans getting more louder as he grew breathless.

Farleigh Start! Who painted your face white when you batted your lashes up at him with the hesitant question of, “Am I doing a good job, Farleigh?” Your lost little puppy dog eyes had him folding. You flinched in surprise as what you learned was his cum, landed on your cheeks, nose, and mouth.

Farleigh Start! Who instructed you to open your mouth, scooping up the cum on your face before shoving it into your mouth. Your oral fixation kicked in as you sucked around his thumb. “Good girl, baby. Made me feel so fuckin’ good. My best girl.” He said as he kissed your head.

“Now, let’s take care of that little ache you have down there, hm, Princess?”

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[manicpixiefelix]

[webbluvrsugar]

what are we? — felix catton.

cw: angst, felix’s an ass (again), suggestive, light toxic behaviour, no use of y/n.

You’re smoking a blunt leaning against Felix’s naked chest, passing it on to him every two puffs, the rain outside is heavy, the climate inside is cozy, so intimate it almost feels romantic.

It’s been nice, really.

Walking around the campus holding his hand, him grabbing you from your group of friends to kiss you against the wall and send you back off, him paying for your drinks and drag you onto his wheel of friends at the club, him asking you to help him ‘study’ but it ends up on a mess of kisses, he even invited you to see his family and spend a summer with him in Saltburn.

Everyone thinks you’re dating.

Everyone acknowledges you as Felix’s girlfriend.

But you’re not.

Every time someone mentions it, he looks at you with guilty look in his eyes and brushes it off with a laugh, when you joke with him about it between closed walls, it turns into another hookup session.

So really, what are you two?

It’s a lingering question in your mind, one that torments you in moments you shouldn’t, one that is kept on your throat and hurts when you think about it, so you finally decide to give voice to it.

“What are we?”

You ask out of the blue, his movements freeze under you, he takes another puff of the blunt, there’s a lingering silence between you.

“What?”

He asks as if he didn’t understand you, his brows slightly furrow, his hips adjust on the bed as he slightly sits up.

“I mean…” You’re not sure what you mean, you’re not sure what to say, but it’s too late to back down. “We kiss, we sleep together, you introduced me to your parents, we even go out ‘n stuff.”

There’s that silence again, Felix is taking a while to answer.

“So?”

It’s a simple question but it pierces through your heart, as if it’s totally normal to do that with a girl you hookup with every now and then, it’s not, really, you’ve been acting like his girlfriend without the title of it.

“That’s what couples do.” He doesn’t answer again. “So.. what are we?”

You sit up and pull away from him, sitting next to him on the bed, he sighs deeply, extinguishes the blunt on the ashtray and turns to you.

“We just… hookup and stuff.”

He’s trying to avoid it, you’re not, you push.

“What?!” It comes out more aggressive.

“I don’t know, fuck am i supposed to say? We have sex and shit, it’s fine like this.”

You have ‘sex and shit’?

That’s what he calls it?

When he’s all over you, kissing you and rocking into you softly, whispering sweet things in your ear you believe, things that make you feel loved.

That’s not having sex and shit, that’s commitment and he knows it, he’s just not ready to face it.

“You said you wanted me to have your babies.” You say, indignant.

“That was during sex.”

He responds quickly, leaving no room for argument.

He noticed how your expression hardens, how the glint in your eyes fade, how your brows raise.

“Look, I don’t know why you make it a big deal, I said that shit before, they were fine.”

“They?” You answer.

He gets up from the bed, runs one hair through his hair, exhales heavily under his breath. “Fuck,”

“Listen, I don’t wanna talk about this, it’s better if we just stay as we are…”

You get what he means now.

He doesn’t want commitment.

He doesn’t want to fall in love, he likes this, likes the party life, likes to always have his bed warm, likes to run freely.

But he wants to keep you, just as another one of his girls. Your friends were right, they told you about this before, told you to not trust him, yet you still did, truthfully, it’s your own fault for believing him.

“Fuck no.” You shake your head, standing up from the bed as well. “I’m not dumb, Felix, I know what you’re trying to do, and if you think that it’s normal, it isn’t, you don’t say ‘I love you’ to a fling, you don’t bring them to meet your family,” you pause.

“You don’t say they’ll be your fucking wife.”

Felix is stuck in place, his eyes widen when you mention that, right, he knew it was fucked up.

“That was a mistake.”

You get enraged, your heart is being crushed in two, this is certainly not something you want to argue about, it’ll end up nastier than it already is.

“Then go make mistakes with someone else.”

an: decided to make you this today cause I might be off tomorrow, but if you send me a request I might still answer, xo.

would you like a pt2?

[beeslibrarycorner]

Concept

Oliver is a selfish lover when it comes to yours and Felix’s attention but he melts alittle when he sees the way Felix loves on you.

Oliver enjoys watching from afar as Felix holds you close, pressing kisses into your skin as you lay against him.

Oliver thinks he’s this way because he’s afraid, afraid that he will love you the wrong way. Not the way Felix does with his big glowing warmth that surrounds you and makes you feel safe.

He’s afraid that you’ll pull away and reach for the other man instead. But all those negative thoughts and ideas of isolation melt away when you do reach out for him in Felix’s arms. How when your eyes light up when they meet his, his brain stops the negative spewing of hate for a few minutes.

His body doesn’t hesitate and he moves before thinking to the couch where his two lovers sit. And he watches you detach from the warm loving body of Felix and latch on to him, the icy cold starts to melt away as you nuzzle in.

He can’t help but feel the glowing loving warmth from you as you cling to him. And when Felix also starts cuddling into him he’s truly a goner, as love fill his body and replaces the negative. He realizes after the umpteenth kiss snuggle and squeeze that he is so loved in this relationship and he wouldn’t have it any other way.

[alleeamore]

Under a Spell.

Summary: Oliver saw Felix kiss a girl and was a bit jealous.. Felix helps him get rid of that feeling. smut warninggg! wc:766

Felix and Oliver were at the club acting like any typical college students getting drunk, fighting with random people, and . Oliver saw Felix making out with some brunette who Ollie didn't know, and Felix probably didn't know either. Oliver had the most obvious annoyed bitch face ever and Felix noticed quite quickly.

Felix came up to Oliver and saw Oliver noticed how he was clutching his glass pretty tight. The girl wandered off somewhere probably to get some more drinks for herself. Oliver noticed Felix approaching him and straightened himself up, yet it was obvious he was still a tad bit annoyed.

"What's got you pissed off, Ollie?" Felix asked extremely close to Oliver. He reeked of alcohol and the scent of his strong expensive cologne. He smelt a mix of vanilla, woodiness, and spice.

"Nothing, nothing at all Felix." Oliver says while looking up at him with his icy blue eyes staring into Felix's dark brown eyes.

"Was it because I was kissing someone who wasn't you?" Felix says jokingly with that same grin every posh boy had. "Maybe." Oliver mutters thinking Felix wouldn't have heard him with the booming music playing.

Felix cocks an eyebrow looking down at Oliver. Oh, he definitely heard that. He grins leaning down giving Oliver a kiss on his cheek moving down to nip at him earlobe gently. Oliver let out a gasp feeling Felix's lips on his cheek and then nipping at his earlobe.

Felix dragged Oliver down to the bathroom with him their arousal growing obvious in their pants. Once they got in the bathroom there wasn't really anybody since they were in the bathroom where it was far from everything.

Felix started kissing Oliver deeply his tongue tangling with his. Felix started to grind against Oliver hearing the soft gasp leave Oliver's mouth. He continued to kiss Ollie the mix of alcohol and the taste of Ollie on his tongue. Felix started to take his belt off taking them off as well for his boxers. Oliver pulled away getting on his knees looking up at him with those same slutty blue eyes.

He started sucking Felix's tip teasingly his tongue swirling around the sensitive tip. He softly groaned his hands finding his hair gently tugging needing more of Ollie's mouth around his long girth. "Fuck.. Ollie you're driving me crazy." Felix moaned thrusting his hips slightly urging him to take a little bit more. Oliver took more of Felix's cock swirling his tongue around his sensitive flesh.

Felix started to grip his hair tighter and thrust his hips his cock going in and out of Oliver's warm throat hearing his slutty little chokes and gags. He was nearing his climax his thrusts getting more sloppier as he felt his abdomen tighten.

He pulls Oliver's hair shoving his cock fully inside hearing the noises he was making. He cums with a low moan cumming down his throat "Fuck!" Felix cries out. Oliver swallowed his salty warm load pulling back his voice hoarse. "Mgh.. god." Oliver says his voice raspy.

Felix leaned down and kissed Oliver kissing him deeply tasting himself on his tongue. He smiled pulling back his cock hard again stroking it a little bit watching Oliver take his own clothes off. Once Oliver got his clothes off he felt Felix pick him up aligning his cock with Ollie's warmness.

Oliver gasped feeling his large cock inside him his tummy bulging a bit an outline of Felix's cock. Felix stayed inside waiting for Ollie to adjust at first before he started thrusting. Once Felix started thrusting Oliver started letting out loud moans as Felix moved.

Oliver held onto Felix his nails digging deeply into his shoulders leaving crescent shaped marks enough to bleed a little. He bit his neck and shoulder feeling Felix thrust rapidly into him. "Oh! Mghh.. Felix.." Oliver moaned against Felix's neck their sweaty hot bodies against each other.

Felix gripped Oliver's hips tighter his grunts and Oliver's moans filling the room. Felix moved his hand stroking Oliver's hard cock giving a firm grip keeping up with his thrusts. "Gonna cum.. fuck you feel so good Ollie." He groans into his ear nipping at it. Felix hits a sweet spot inside of Felix immediately receiving a gasp with a pitched moan.

He continued to thrust hitting that same sweet spot hearing his sweet pitched moans. He had one last thrust before finally cumming with Ollie making a mess. He grinned panting his forehead against Oliver's. "You put me under a spell or something with those blue eyes Ollie." Felix says with a chuckle.

[lostinsaltburn]

BREATHE - AO3

Explicit - Felix x Oliver - AU

After his first year at Oxford, Felix needed a change, wanted a break, like a gap year or something. School was mundane and boring, rarely challenging anymore when his teachers never bothered to mark him down even when his assignments just had a front page to them. After all the talk Farleigh had about how lively the US was he just wanted to try it out, have a little taste.

Over the summer his interest in the gym had really heightened. His mother took note, proud of her little boy for focusing on his health and just having something he was passionate about that wasn't going to result in baby Felix's running rampant around Saltburn. With a mother's loving push she got Felix to enroll in a PT course.

It didn't take long for Felix to become absolutely infatuated with the idea, convincing his father, with his mothers help to buy him a high end gym in California. Thankfully he didn't have to run the place, his father meeting him in the middle by hiring an accountant and manager. The marketing and his own PT schedule would all be up to him though.

It had been incredible, the initial move, getting set up in his new apartment and dragging Farleigh along to work there too. New places, new people and some freedom to express himself sexually and openly was more then he expected.

The gym was high end, focusing on the clients in the neighboring law firms, apartments and offices. A fancy juice bar even available on site.

It felt nice, comfortable to rub shoulders with all these new people, to experience the differences between the circles. He understood now what his aunt had meant about the cold hearted English.

In the beginning he'd lost a lot of client's by partying all night and forgetting their early morning appointments. Eventually though his bread and butter clientele started to emerge and he got better at scheduling clients to the type of hours he wanted to work, forcing others to take the earlier clients.

Between Grindr and the gym clientele Felix was never lonely, his bed was never cold. His charm always wining out especially if someone got a little too clingy. Like most things though, even this had recently gotten a little boring, he wanted something different, wanted a chase, wanted to have to work for something. There was no fun in it anymore, it felt empty and easy and he liked a challenge. Everyone Felix met just fell in line behind his lead and it was starting to become a little frustrating, maybe Felix didn't want to have to lead all the time.

At the gym he had to take the lead in the marketing, in his group of friends everybody looked toward him to show them a good time, to herd them all to the next bar, to start the conversations so they could continue it. It was frustrating, reminded him too much of his friendship circle in Oxford. He just wanted someone else to tell him what to do now, he didn't want to make decisions for everything, to have all these expectations placed on his shoulders. He could have fun even if he was only following, he was sure of it, dreamed of it and in every dream he loved it.

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[barrysheoghan]

i wanna write something where felix gets so furiously jealous when he sees (or hear about) ollie and venetia that he enters a sort of beast mode and absolutely humiliates ollie in every way possible. then later when he realizes how hes acted he feels guilty af and tries to make it up to ollie but ollies just like..... dude i ENJOYED that

[sadnessunderthebridge]

I love the fact that when people write Saltburn fanfics that they don't really bother with putting Dead Dove: Do Not Eat Tags. Because like the whole movie was Dead Dove.

Also, if you plan on reading a Saltburn fanfic and you don't want Dead Dove then why are are you reading it, we all know it's going either going to have weird ass Michael Gavey with Y/N or our lovely sadistic Oliver Quick either in a toxic relationship with Felix or doing something sadistic and crazy.

[coldblooded-angel]

Because I believe in equal opportunity, here’s a forced fem!Ollie fic. 🎀

This is set in Halloween because it’s my favorite holiday and offers a very believable excuse for any aggresive hetero to dress his best friend up as a girl. Boy bestie things <333

[baltsurn]

cattonquick fic recs

personal tracker turned rec list! will be continuously updating as there are many others i haven’t looked into yet.

these authors have other saltburn fics too (do check them out), however listed are only the ones i’ve read/i’m reading (i intend to exhaust their other stuff after, of course). teen/mature/explicit.

★ short and filthy:

quick bump to get your day started iykwim. they’re delicious. i loved them all.

- bring your hunger by sandpapersnowman

- why don’t you figure my heart out by quickcatton

- come into my bedroom by hellotte

- the way you use your body by enaidmora

- you get me so high by queerxqueen

★ masterful multi-chapters/also my current reads*:

- any fic from mordancy (rated T, M) + consider the hairpin turn* by rodentsofdisbelief

sly, artsy, disquieting. A24-coded stuff. movie-accurate characterization by these two authors, in my opinion.

edit: user mordancy removed their works from AO3 :(

- none tell us not by follieaune

if this isn’t one of the greatest GOT!verse fics then idk what is.

- you’re almost home/you’re home* by leiflitter

the go-to. my feel-good fic. this is required reading for bachelor of arts in cattonquick.

- enter night* by rhaegang

incubus oliver? INCUBUS OLIVER. tags made me jump in right away.

- what is past is prologue by justalilguyoops

horrific in the best way (positive). this is everything i initially looked for. gives me palpitations.

★ collections:

- oxford days by theythinktheyknow (rated M, E)

quaint and charming. underrated.

★ to-read (pls. reco to include):

- topographia oxonia by orestes

- dead doesn’t mean gone by island_in_the_shadows

- miserable by bonechocolate

- maneater by nythak

- carpe diem by counnt

[thesevenwondersofawitch]

Saltburn Playlists:

Felix x Oliver:

Lady Elspeth Catton:

Venetia Catton:

[stvolanis]

Hi yes i'll have a farleigh start being the sweetest bf even though he's a massive asshole.

coming right up 💕

lover<3

(one shot)

PAIRINGS: Farleigh Start! X Reader

WARNINGS: it’s rlly short I’m sorry 😭, foul language, reader is emotional in this, kissing, cuddling, pet names, Felix and Oliver are dating because I said so, basically FLUFF!!!!

˚ ꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ˚

Your partying days at Oxford were at a dreadful end, your life now piling with work on top of work. It was an endless cycle, an exhaustion. An annoyance.

You barely got sleep, and you felt like a living corpse dragging yourself from class to class every day. And the little sleep you did get was always interrupted with Oliver and Farleighs bickering, or Felix begging you to come to one of the many frat parties he’s throwing.

You knew you were neglecting Farleigh, and it made you feel terrible, but you truly just didn’t have the time. You would’ve told him how busy you’d become, but you were afraid he would become upset and break up with you or something, so you bit your tongue.

Farleigh, on the other hand, was like your night and shining armor. He was an amazing boyfriend, the whole reason you attended Oxford in the first place was because he was going to, and you always wanted to be wherever he was.

Though, now, you were starting to regret it. It was all becoming too much for you and you didn’t have a clue as to how you were gonna get all of the shit you had to do done. You were too afraid to ask for help, but you didn’t even need to ask. Farleigh realized on his own.

He didn’t say anything at first, but he could feel that something was off with you. He didn’t know what it was, but you seemed more agitated. When you guys hung out, your mind seemed elsewhere, and like you were in a constant state of gloom or something, he didn’t know.

But he knew you, and he knew that whatever was bothering you would stay unresolved unless he was the one who spoke up about it.

“Baby, what’s wrong?” He suddenly asked. He was sitting at the edge of your bed, staring at you. Now, you didn’t know exactly how long he’d been stating at you because your mind, as always lately, was elsewhere. More specifically, focused on whatever bullshit you were typing on your lousy computer.

“Hellooo?” He asked again, more agitated this time. You didn’t respond, so he took it upon himself to slam your computer shut, nearly on your fingers before tossing it on your desk. “Farleigh, hey! Cmon, nows not the time.” You huffed out as you got up.

You felt hands around your waist turn you back around, so now you were facing Farleigh. His hands cupped your cheeks, and he made you peer up at him. “What’s wrong? Why have you been so distant lately?” He asked, genuinely upset.

Your eyes immediately watered and tears rolled down your cheeks, your lips beginning to tremble. Farleighs eyes turned soft as he pulled you into him. “Baby, please tell me. Can’t help you if I dunno what’s wrong, Princess.” He muttered in your hair.

“Everything, Farleigh! S’all too much!” You yelled out through your tears, your voice slightly muffled by his shirt. “See, we’re getting somewhere. Be a little more specific f’me, hm?” He urged as he kissed your head.

“The works too hard. There’s too much of it and I’ve been completely drowning in it, Farleigh.” You sobbed into his chest. He clicked his tongue as he made you look up at him again. “Oh, you silly girl. You should’ve told me!” He said as he wiped your tears with his thumbs.

You sniffled as he kissed your forhead, then both of your cheeks, your nose, then your lips softly. “S’okay, gonna be okay. I’ll help you, and so will that shithead Oliver.” He muttered against your lips reassuringly.

you giggled through your tears. Even when he was being the sweetest to you, he still always had it out for Oliver. It felt like a weight was lifted off of your shoulders. Like your lungs could finally take in air again. An exaggeration, maybe, but he made everything feel better.

“Wanna watch a movie? We can worry about the work later. You need to relax, honey.” He said as he lied down with you in his arms, snug against his large body. He played with your hair as you sighed, tracing shapes on his chest while nodding your head at the movie suggestion.

After a while, the two of you settled on “night at the museum” as it was one of your favorites. Farleigh, on the other hand, had absolutely no interest in the movie. He didn’t want to watch it, but for you? He’d do anything if it put a smile on your face.

Suddenly, the door burst open, revealing Oliver and Felix. “Party today, we’re all going! Don’t care what you have to do, Y/N.” He said.

“Jesus, fuck. Get out!!” Farleigh yelled out as he threw one of the books from your nightstand at Olivers head. Oliver winced and rubbed his head. “Shit, alright, alright! Cmon, Felix.” Oliver huffed out as he dragged his overly tall boyfriend out of the door.

You laughed. You laughed for the first time in what feels like forever, and it felt amazing. You needed this. You needed Farleigh. Even Oliver and Felix, but mostly just Farleigh. Your darling boy.

“Thank you, Farleigh.” You said as you leaned up, pressing a tender kiss to his lips. He returned the kiss with a dorky smile. “Of course, baby.” He replied as he squeezed your body closer to his.

And with that, you knew everything would be okay as long as Farleigh was with you doing it every step of the way.

˚ ꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ˚

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[manicpixiefelix]

me outside of Emerald Fennell's house demanding she release the Oliver/Felix kiss cut of Saltburn

[webbluvrsugar]

what are we? — felix catton - part two.

a/n: before all of the au’s that need a part two, I’ve been owing you guys this one <3

Felix has been doing a good job at forgetting you.

At least that’s what he thinks, that’s what he tells himself.

But he can’t help but think of your argument. It’s been days, weeks even, and the only reason you’re not laying next to him right now with those sweet smiles of yours is because he’s been too much of a damn coward to acknowledge you two, to acknowledge you really were something.

Because he was too scared, he was used to having a new girl every week, you were just his favourite — right?

That’s what he told himself, but he was wrong.

He can’t live without your laugh, your kisses, the way you roll your eyes when he says something stupid, the way you correct him.

It’s more than ‘just pussy’, he actually likes you — loves you even. But he only realised it now, that you were gone.

Your birthday’s coming up now, he needs to make it right, it’s the least he can do. So he buys you and expensive bracelet, some earrings and some expensive flowers, sends it all over to your parent’s house, and he knows it’s a good move because your parents already love him.

They ask if you invited him to the small party you’re throwing with just your friends and family, he bluntly says you didn’t and that he can’t understand why because “i dunno, guess she’s a bit distant.”, so your parents pity him and invite him.

When you see him there, a smile thrown on his face that quickly makes yours vanish, but you keep it together for the sake of your family, and when it’s done and he chooses, no, insists on staying, you quickly pull him into your bedroom.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” You exclaim, closing the door behind him and crossing your arms over your chest.

“What? Y’re parents invited me.” He throws his hands up in defence, raising his pierced brow up.

“What did you tell ‘em?!” You keep your voice down even with everything that’s going on, you don’t want your parents to hear this, much less intervene.

“That I missed you!” You tilt your head towards him, showing clearly that you don’t believe him. “And that…. you’re a bit distant lately.” He mutters.

“Distant?” You scoff. “Oh I wonder why exactly I’ve been distant.”

“Don’t mention that, it was just a little argument.” He steps forward.

“Little?” You say in indignation. “Just say it Felix, you give no shits ‘bout me.”

“Oohhh I give a lot of shits about you, if I didn’t, I wouldn’t show up in ya’fucking house.”

There’s silence between you two, he’s worried about you not answering him, so he sighs, bites down on his lip, ponders if he really should apologise for long, long seconds before finally saying:

“Look, ‘m sorry, yeah?” You don’t answer again, he steps forward, taking both of your hands.

“I was scared.”

You end up deciding — maybe it’s not that bad to forgive him, he came all this way anyways.

[beeslibrarycorner]

Concept: Felix is the big strong protector of the relationship. Don’t get me wrong Oliver is also fiercely protective of you but it’s different with Felix.

Felix is always looking out for you in so many different ways. You struggling to fall asleep, he’s there in a flash helping you fall asleep. Oliver got a paper cut, he’s bandaged up with a goofy patterned bandaid Felix saw at the store.

God forbid any of you get sick, he will be all over everything and will not give space. Yeah, Oliver cares but he watches from afar until it becomes hands on but for Felix it’s like he knows before someone needs him.