#SKZ Felix

[herna-chan]

so uh we’ve interested into bigger and better things

[leeef]

You know you're a true Stay when Easter decorations hit a little differently. Ordinary people see a generic cute chick with bunny ears but not Stays, no we see something a little different.

[hansmic]

𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝖽𝗂𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇𝗌

felix x reader

summary: you forget to pack your pajamas for a weekend getaway, so felix lets you borrow his . It becomes a tradition where you both sleep in oversized clothes, finding comfort in each other’s presence more than anything.

genre: fluff, romance

word count: 729

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It had been a long day of traveling to their destination, and the two of you were exhausted. As you both prepared for bed, you realized with a sinking feeling that you had forgotten to pack your pajamas. You sheepishly confessed your dilemma to Felix, and to your surprise, he didn't seem to mind at all.

"It's no biggie," he said with a shrug. "You can just borrow some of my clothes to sleep in."

Without a second thought, he rummaged through his suitcase and pulled out a soft, oversized cotton shirt and a pair of baggy sweatpants. He handed them to you with a smile, as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

"Here you go," he said. "These should be comfortable enough to sleep in."

You thanked him for his thoughtfulness, feeling a bit embarrassed about your forgetfulness. As you slipped on the oversized clothes, you couldn't help but notice how comfy and cozy they were. They enveloped your body like a soft, warm hug, and the scent of Felix's familiar cologne lingered on the fabric, making it even more comforting.

Felix couldn't help but notice how cute you looked in his oversized clothes. He had never seen you in anything this casual and comfortable before, and he found himself admiring the way the shirt hung loose on your frame, the way the sweatpants pooled at your ankles.

"You look cute," he said with a small smile, flopping onto his bed and getting comfortable.

You blushed at his words and quickly clambered into bed next to him. Even though this wasn't how you had expected to spend the night, you found yourself feeling strangely comfortable and at ease. As you lay in bed, you couldn't help but feel grateful for Felix's kindness and his willingness to lend you his clothes.

The room was quiet, the only sound being the soft rustling of the sheets as you both settled in. You closed your eyes, feeling a sense of contentment washing over you. It was almost as if wearing Felix's clothes made you feel a little closer to him, like you were wrapped in a cocoon of warmth and familiarity.

"Thanks again for letting me borrow your clothes," you said softly, snuggling further into the blankets.

"No problem," Felix replied, his voice low and soothing. "I don't mind at all. In fact, maybe we should make this a tradition. Every time we go on a trip, you borrow my clothes to sleep in."

You chuckled, finding the idea amusing. "A tradition, huh? I guess that means I'll have to keep forgetting to pack my pajamas."

Felix chuckled, a sly smile crossing his face. "I mean, if it means I get to see you in my clothes more, I'm fine with it."

You rolled your eyes playfully, swatting at him lightly. "You're ridiculous."

But deep down, the idea of making this a tradition made you feel strangely happy. There was something about wearing Felix's clothes that made you feel safe and cared for, and the thought of repeating it every time you traveled together was weirdly appealing.

"Ridiculous, huh?" Felix teased back, propping himself up on one elbow to look at you. "I prefer to call it 'being clever.' Plus, it's a win-win situation. You get to be comfortable, and I get to see you looking adorable in my stuff."

"You're impossible," you said, trying to sound annoyed but failing to hide the smile tugging at the corners of your lips.

But it was true, there was something almost magical about slipping into Felix's oversized clothes. They felt like a warm, comforting hug, and the faint scent of his cologne always lingered on the fabric, making it even more personal and intimate.

"Fine, I guess it's a tradition now," you conceded, pretending to be reluctantly.

"I knew you'd come around eventually," Felix teased, a smug look on his face. "And I have a feeling this tradition is going to become my favorite one."

He lay back down, pulling the covers up to his chin and closed his eyes. "Goodnight, my lil' pajama thief."

You swatted at him again, blushing at the nickname. "Goodnight, weirdo."

But as you lay there in the darkness, surrounded by the comforting scent of Felix's clothes, you couldn't help but agree with him. This tradition was definitely something you could get used to.

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[sunshinesfreckless]

NON-DISCLOSURE PREGNANCY

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Pairing: Idol!Felix x Fem!Reader

Summary: How do you confront the man who got you pregnant when you signed a piece of paper that specifically told you to stay quiet?

A/N: I had this thought while rewatching Nana… when I saw this weird creature called Takumi becoming a father, and I just thought, hell yeah, I got an idea. Sorry if it seems a bit rushed—it was just a quick short story in my notes app again.

Warnings: I don’t know, man. Mentions of condoms and sex?

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She could still feel the small plastic stick in her hand. How the two plus signs stared back at her. How, despite their pale colors, they had burned themselves deep into her mind.

Positive… positive… po—

“Miss Y/L/N,” the receptionist called.

Y/N looked up.

“The doctor is expecting you.”

Y/N grabbed her bag and jacket and stood up.

 ୨ৎ

“Congratulations, Miss Y/L/N…” The doctor smiled as she handed her the document, confirming it once again. Positive. Y/N looked at the doctor, who immediately noticed the lack of enthusiasm. “We can discuss your options… in case you’re not ready to become a mother,” the doctor said cautiously. Y/N remained silent.

“Adoption… surrogacy… abo—”

Y/N shook her head.

“I… I’m not sure yet, you know?”

The doctor nodded understandingly.

“Problems with the father?”

Y/N let out a quiet sigh.

“Yeah… yeah, something like that.”

 ୨ৎ

She put on her jacket and glanced over at the pregnant woman scheduling an appointment. Her belly was much bigger than Y/N’s… but then again, Y/N was only in her second month.

She quickly left the clinic, walking down the stairs. As she pushed open the door, that damned poster blinded her once again—the one she had been trying to avoid.

“Problems with the father?”

Y/N looked up. Stray Kids stared back at her. But her focus was locked on one member—the one with long, blonde hair. The one who had whispered sweet nothings into her ear while taking her in an expensive hotel room.

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“Felix,” he had said, smiling. Y/N set down the cashier scanner she had been using to check out the two men’s groceries.

She turned to the man standing behind him. They were both wearing masks—except for Felix, who had pulled his down. Her gaze returned to Felix. “Can I help you? Are you looking for something?” The man behind Felix laughed, making both Y/N and Felix glance at him. “Hyunjin, knock it off,” Felix murmured before turning back to her. “No, I know where everything is, thanks. I was actually… I was actually looking for you.”

“Me?”

Y/N stared at him, confused. He had such delicate features…

She felt almost hypnotized by the beauty of this man.

Felix slid something across the counter toward her. She lowered her gaze to their groceries.

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“Condoms are provided,” the manager said. Y/N gave him an understanding nod. “Not that I’d poke a hole in them, huh?” She laughed nervously.

The manager didn’t even flinch.

“Oooohhh… okay sensitive Topic, sorry.”

She clicked the pen with the JYP logo on it. The room she was in felt sterile. So… uncomfortable. She glanced once more at the document in front of her. The three letters NDA stood out the most.

“If I break these rules, then what?”

The manager sighed. He had already explained it to her several times. “Then it will be expensive for you, Miss.” She pressed her lips together. With slightly trembling hands—when had they started trembling?—she signed the document after checking all the necessary boxes. She slid it across the table to the lawyer sitting opposite her. The lawyer packed up the NDA, stood up wordlessly, and left. “Follow me, please,” the manager murmured.

“How often do you have to do things like this?” Y/N asked as she quickly got up, grabbing her bag.

“I don’t disclose that information.”

He opened the door to the small conference room.

Y/N winced as her sneakers squeaked against the expensive flooring.

Seoul’s most luxurious hotel. Her cheap shoes. Not a great combination.

She took a nervous breath as she stood in the elevator beside the manager. He noticed her tension. “It’s not a dentist appointment,” the manager said. “Well… this doesn’t exactly happen every day either,” Y/N mumbled, gripping her bag tighter.

“Felix is nice. Don’t worry.”

“Are you seriously giving me reassuring words right now?”

The manager stepped out of the elevator, and she followed him.

“Then why were you so mean to me in that little room?”

The manager rolled his eyes and unlocked a door.

He handed her a card.

“He’ll be here any moment. Please give me your phone.” Y/N quickly nodded and fumbled through her bag to find it. The manager placed it in a small plastic sleeve he had pulled from his pocket and gave her a thin smile before leaving, letting the door fall shut behind him. Y/N glanced around.

The curtains were drawn, the bed neatly made.

Only now did it truly sink in—what she was about to do—when someone else opened the door.

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She tried to remember if there was anything in her contract about what happens when you get pregnant by the idol you spent a very passionate night with… Y/N bit her lower lip as she desperately tried to think. She looked away from her tea and out at the view in front of her. That view was the JYP building. She probably looked like one of the fangirls sitting in the café, pacing up and down, waiting for one of the idols who worked there to come outside. Y/N glanced at them. One of the girls had a Felix photocard attached to her pants. The girl looked over at her, and Y/N quickly averted her gaze, turning back to the window. She rested a hand on her stomach, trying not to think about how HE had groaned into her ear with that deep voice. How HE had nearly emptied an entire box of condoms because of her. How HE had held her close, his forehead pressed against hers, telling her how good she felt… Y/N shivered.

She often sat in this café. Every day after work. She was in the middle of her second month and looked up as the employee brought her a tea.

“The usual, right?” she asked with a friendly smile.

Y/N thanked her and took the tea.

“Do you like any of the bands?” the employee asked. Y/N waved her off. “I just like the tea here.” “Oh.” The employee laughed and walked away. Y/N let out a small yawn. Her head ached from overthinking. She buried her face in her hands, propping herself up on the table.

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“Please, two iced Americanos and a lemonade.”

The café employee nodded and grabbed three cups.

“Tough practice today?” she asked as she walked over to the coffee machine.

“Yep.”

She glanced at the three idols who always came by just before closing time, knowing the café would be empty. Chan fumbled with his wallet while Hyunjin and Felix looked at a girl sleeping at one of the tables. “Is she okay?” Felix asked. The employee followed his gaze. “Oh… she’s here a lot… drinks tea, stares out the window, thinks a lot… I suspect she’s pregnant. She always has her hand on her stomach. I let her sleep; you never know what people are going through.” Chan looked at her, too.

“And the father of the child just lets her sleep in a café?” Felix murmured, concerned.

Hyunjin grabbed his arm. “Don’t worry about things that don’t concern you.” Felix looked at Hyunjin. As the three of them left the café, Y/N was gently woken up.

“Miss, we’re closing.”

She sat up in her chair.

“Sorry…” “It’s completely fine, please don’t stress.” Y/N gave a small smile and placed some money on the table.

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How was she supposed to tell him? Did she have to tell him? Yes, no question about it. Did she want to tell him? Yes, no question about that either. She wouldn’t be able to live with herself otherwise. She carefully stepped onto the street, heading toward the building. No matter what anyone told her—she was keeping the baby. She would manage with or without this company’s help. With trembling hands, she reached for the door and opened it. Security immediately approached her. “One moment, please, I can explain– wh—” She yelped as they grabbed her arms, trying to drag her out, when someone noticed her. “Stop, stop,” said none other than the manager from that night. Y/N’s eyes widened. “I know her. Let her go. I want to know what’s going on.” The security guards hesitated but then released her. Y/N looked at the manager.

Shit.

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Felix stared breathlessly at the ceiling of the studio, gripping his water bottle tightly. The door opened. “AHHH, look who’s visiting us!” Seungmin called out. Felix sat up. The manager didn’t look amused. “Is there trouble?” Changbin joked, taking a sip of his water. “Felix. Come with me.” Felix went pale. The guys stopped joking. Felix adjusted his sweatpants and pulled off his beanie, placing it next to his water bottle. He looked at Hyunjin, who gave him a confused glance.

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Y/N stared at the Twice poster. If she avoided the Stray Kids posters, maybe she could think about it less. Maybe it wouldn’t feel so final. The office door opened. Reflexively, she lowered her gaze to the tabletop. Felix froze in the doorway. “Is everything okay?” he asked immediately, his voice full of concern.

“I’ll leave you two alone for a moment—you have a lot to talk about.” The door closed again.

Y/N took shallow breaths. Her fingers dug into the fabric of her dress as she slowly looked up. Felix was still standing in the doorway, slightly out of breath from training. His blond hair was tied back, but a few strands had come loose, falling into his face. Despite the slight sheen of sweat on his skin, he looked perfect.

As he stepped closer, she suddenly felt so small. So stupid. Stupid because she knew her words could change his entire career. She opened her mouth—nothing came out.

“Y/N?” he asked gently. At least he remembered her name.

Her gaze wandered to his freckles. Would their child have them too? She hoped so. It had to.

Since when was he so close?

She flinched when she realized he had crouched down in front of her chair.

Right. She still had something to tell him.

“Before I start…” Her voice was rough. “I don’t want you to think I expect money or anything. I’m telling you because you should know.” Felix furrowed his brows. “Y/N, what—?”

“I’m pregnant.”

Felix turned pale.

“I’m keeping the baby.” She spoke quickly before he could react. “But whether your name is on the birth certificate is up to you. You can’t force me to have an abortion, and whether you pay child support is your decision. I just wanted you to know. I couldn’t sleep at night because—because you didn’t know.” Her gaze flickered. “I don’t want to ruin your career.” Felix blinked several times. Then he raised a hand. “Hold on.” “What?” “Stop over-explaining, sweetheart.”

Sweetheart.

He stood up, ran a hand through his hair, and took a deep breath. “Okay, shit.” Y/N clenched her hands in her lap. “So… I’ll be honest with you. I’ve never been in a situation like this before.” Felix looked at her. “Did you not save my number?” “Your what?” “My phone number. I left it for you that night.” “Oh.” Her cheeks grew hot. “No, I… I must have missed it.” Felix grabbed a piece of paper from the desk and quickly scribbled a number on it. “Save it immediately.”

Y/N took the paper with wide eyes.

Felix looked at her seriously. “Forget it. I don’t want you to have an abortion. Keep the baby. And I’ll take responsibility. Just tell me how I can help.”

She swallowed. “And if this all gets out?” Felix let out a dry laugh. “I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t be the first idol with a secret pregnancy.” He crouched down in front of her again, his hands wrapping around hers. “Please forgive my lack of enthusiasm.” His thumb brushed over the back of her hand. “That was just… a surprise. I actually planned to get to know you better before raising a child together.” “What?” Felix smirked slightly. “I left you my number because I wanted to see you again. Do you know how frustrated I was when you never called?” Y/N’s face grew even hotter. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know… I didn’t know you wanted that.”His gaze dropped to her stomach. “And you’re sure it’s mine?” he asked carefully. Y/N nodded immediately. “Felix, I’m a thousand percent sure. We can do a paternity test once the baby is born.” Felix sighed. “Management will probably insist on that. Do you know how many fake paternity claims Hyunjin has already had to deal with?” Y/N couldn’t help but smile slightly. Felix squeezed her hands tighter. “We’ll figure this out, okay? You and me. We’ll make it work somehow.” She looked into his warm, freckled face—and for the first time in weeks, she didn’t feel alone anymore. Y/N swallowed. Felix’s thumb was still gently brushing over the back of her hand, as if trying to soothe her. But her heart was racing. She wasn’t sure if it was because of his closeness or the fear of what was coming next. Felix took a deep breath. “How far along are you?” “Almost three months.” He nodded slowly. “Okay. This… this is real. Holy shit. It’s been that long already?” Y/N let out a nervous laugh. “Yeah.”

Felix looked at her like he was searching for the right words. “Do you have someone supporting you? Your family?” Y/N hesitated. “My family doesn’t know.” His gaze softened. “Have you told anyone?”

“No. A piece of paper is what’s stopping me.”

Felix squeezed her hands tighter. “Then I’m glad you told me now.” She let out a dry laugh. “I thought you’d either scream or run away.” Felix scoffed. “Do you really think I’m that kind of guy?” “I don’t know. I… I barely know you.” His lips curved into a crooked smile. “We can change that.” He let go of her hands only to grab a chair and sit right in front of her. Resting his elbows on his knees, he looked like he was trying to process everything. “Alright. You want to keep it. I want to take responsibility. So that means we’re… partners in crime now or something?” Y/N couldn’t help but smile. “I guess so.” Felix grinned briefly, but then his expression grew serious again. “If you want, I can help you tell your family.” Y/N stared down at her hands. She shook her head. “That won’t be easy.” Felix leaned in closer. “We’ll do it together, okay?” She looked up at him. “Why are you so… calm?” Felix chuckled softly. “Because I reminded myself that you don’t have to go through this alone. And neither do I.”

He leaned back. “Listen. I know my life is complicated. And now, because of me, yours is even more complicated. But I’m not running away. We’ll figure this out. And no matter what you need—I’m here.”

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[pretty-blkgirl]

W.E.A.Y [Ch. 3]

-Masterlist-

It’s embarrassing.

Walking into a *very important* meeting late, having ten men watch you as you come in, and your manager greet you with relief.

“She’s here! We can get this meeting started”

“Where are the girls?” You ask, looking around the room. Your members weren’t there, for whatever reason. You notice the only person you really know is your manager, Moni, who nervously fiddled with the bottom of her blazer.

“The girls are rehearsing. This meeting is just for you and the guys”

“I feel outnumbered” You joke, walking over to the only empty chair that sat around the huge, rectangular table. Bang Chan sat across from you, and you could feel his disapproval washing over you.

You knew Chan had the most beef with you because you were always getting into it with his members. Those seven men were his family, and he was wildly overprotective of them.

But, though he didn’t like you, he could never bring himself to be disrespectful. So, he greeted you.

“Hi Y/n, thank you for coming” 

“No problem” You answer, awkwardly.

In all reality, you wanted to ask him why he was thanking you. You all were at your company, shouldn’t you be thanking him-

“I’d like to tell you that the kids and I are excited about this collab,” He said, his voice as monotone as ever, “The fans seem to be looking forward to it too”

“I thank you all for agreeing to even work on this album with me and the girls,” You say, not meeting his eyes, “We um, were big fans of your music, so we’re sure the album will be amazing”

Your manager smiled proudly. As much as you wanted to be snarky, you knew it wasn’t the time. It was early, there was a fraud detection on your bank account, and you just wanted to get the day over with.

“And we’re big fans too” Felix spoke up

“Can we talk about the incident that happened the other day?” Changbin asked, “I appreciate that we’re trying to be polite, but I don’t think it’s wise to ignore it”

You cleared your throat, your ears got hot, and you could feel everyone staring at you.

“What I said on stage wasn’t the most mature, my bad” You started

Moni claps her hands, smiling at you and looking over at the group, “Okay! So we’re good now?”

“But” You interrupt, holding a perfectly manicured hand up, “I only did that because Hyunjin tripped me”

“That was an accident” He nearly yelled, “I apologized as soon as it happened. And does that even matter? Didn’t you spill purple stuff all over Changbin?”

“Oh please, it was GRAPE JUICE. It’ll wash right out”

“No, it’s going to stain a WHITE suit” I.N defended 

Moni stands, the irritation evident on her face, “Okay, let’s all calm down”

“No!” You say, standing with her, “Maybe I wanted to get a tiny, itsy bit of juice on his suit. I didn’t mean for all of that to happen”

It’s Han’s turn to stand, “Why would you want to fuck up his suit in the first place? We had to be on the red carpet like 10 minutes before that”

You point at him, eyes narrowing, “Because YOU decided to start screaming outside my GOTDAMN dressing room”

“I was SINGING. So sorry I like to warm up my voice before shows”

“Why didn’t you sing in your dressing room?”

“Han smirks, “Oh my members were sleeping, didn’t wanna wake them”

You roll your eyes, and that seems to piss Han off because he walks around the table to stand right in front of you

“I only did that because you decided to be rude towards Felix.”

“I didn’t do anything to him!”

“You ignored him! He was trying to say hello and you ignored him, that wasn’t cool”

You didn’t have a comeback, because you knew he was right. So, you looked away and spotted a pink-faced Felix.

“Felix, I’m so sorry I didn’t greet you. It was immature, it was rude, and I shouldn’t have done it”

His blush deepened, but he accepted your apology with a gentle nod and polite smile. 

“Okay! I apologized, are we done now?”

“What did we do to you?” Lee Know questioned.

He and Seungmin had not said a word since everything started. They preferred to be quiet, people watched before they hopped in any situation.

“I mean, what started all of this? Really”

You knew what started it, but you didn’t want to say. Because in all honesty, it wasn’t them. It was the comparisons.

“Female Stray Kids”

“Wannabe Stray Kids”

You hated comparisons. It was petty, but when a radio host compared you all to the group in your face, live on air, you decided you never wanted to be associated with them again.

You started to resent them, then you all met backstage, and their manager made a joke about the comparisons.

They laughed, and your members laughed, you didn’t though. You always figured they looked down on you, so you made it up in your mind to hate them.

Childish? Yeah, maybe. But it had messed with your head so much to where you were doubting if you were Y/n or just a copy of an already successful group. 

To thrive in an industry, you have to be authentic. And they were the one thing standing in the way of that.

Did you want to tell them that? No. They’d probably laugh at you.

So you shrugged, crossed your arms, and sat back down.

“There’s some tension” Moni sighed, “But this album is happening. You all will be seeing a lot of each other for the foreseeable future. Might as well get used to it”

“And how are we supposed to get used to it?” Seungmin asked. Not in a rude way, as if he was confused.

Then a smirk appeared on your manager’s face, one that meant you wouldn’t like what she had up her sleeve. 

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[inthesky553]

i am only now looking at my ATE photobook oddly enough and so I am now finally seeing this

[lightlux]

felix 🖤

- lightlux

[vaneomg]

Hello!

[scrumptiousbirdcomputer]

This god mf really just sat there one day and thought "what if I made someone who'd turn everybody, always, all shades of gay" and then went and created Park Seonghwa.

And then they went and used the same font for Lee Felix and Noeul Nuttarat Tangwai.

[fealooke]

Hi, I’m alive.

Here’s a Felix x Neuvillette!!

I’ve been working on this since July 🤡

Please don’t steal/trace/repost thank youuuu

[hansmic]

𝖺 𝗋𝖾𝗅𝗎𝖼𝗍𝖺𝗇𝗍 𝗆𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁

felix x gn! reader

summary:

You are convinced that love isn’t for you , but a one of your closet friends insist on trying to set you up with someone. A match turns into an unexpected romance. What are the twists and turns that lead them to fall in love?

genre: fluff, romance

word count: 1.7k

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You've always been convinced that love wasn't meant for you. You've seen your friends go through their own relationship dramas, and you were perfectly content being single. But one of your closest friends was relentless in trying to set you up on a blind date with someone they claimed was "perfect" for you.

At first, you were hesitant, resisting their efforts to change your mind. You were used to your comfortable life alone. But your friend was determined, insisting that you at least give it a shot.

"Just one date, please?" they pleaded. "You might actually enjoy yourself, and who knows, this person might be the one for you."

You still weren't convinced, but their relentless persistence wore you down. Finally, you agreed to go on the date just to put an end to their nagging.

The day of the date arrives, and you're feeling a mix of nervousness and annoyance. You begrudgingly dress for the occasion, trying to look your best but still questioning why you're even doing this. You meet your friend who seems more excited for the date than you are.

As you arrive at the venue, your friend leads you inside and you notice a man sitting at a table, his back towards you. He's dressed neatly, his blonde hair contrasting against the crisp blue jacket he's wearing. Your friend whispers in your ear. "That's him. Don't blow it."

You take a deep breath, trying to calm your nerves as you approach the table. The man looks up as you sit down, and you're taken aback by the soft, charming smile that spreads across his face. His eyes are a deep, rich brown, and they're currently locked onto yours.

"Hi, you must be y/n," he says, his voice warm and friendly. "I'm Felix."

You manage a small nod, still feeling a little overwhelmed by the situation. "Hi," you reply, your voice a little shaky.

Felix seems to sense your nerves and he gives you a reassuring smile. "Don't worry, I'm just as nervous as you are," he says with a chuckle. "This whole blind date thing is a little awkward, huh?"

You can't help but let out a small laugh in response. His honesty and easy-going nature are putting you at ease. "Yeah, it is," you admit. "But I guess we just have to see where it goes, right?"

Felix nods in agreement. "Exactly. Let's just have a good time and get to know each other," he says. "So, tell me about yourself. What do you like to do for fun?"

The conversation continues and you find yourself opening up to him, despite the initial reservations you had about the date. He seems genuinely interested in getting to know you, and his charm and wit are making it hard to resist.

As the night goes on, the conversation flows effortlessly between you two. You find yourself laughing and enjoying his company, even catching yourself getting lost in his warm gaze.

Hours pass, and you realize that you haven't checked your phone once. Normally, you would be looking for a way out of the date, but with Felix, things feel different.

Finally, as the night comes to an end, Felix looks at you with a smile. "I had a really great time tonight," he says. "Can I see you again?"

You're taken aback by his directness, but there's a part of you that's hoping for this outcome. You nod, a small smile tugging at the corner of your lips. "I'd like that," you reply, surprised by your own words.

Felix's eyes light up at your response, and he leans in closer. "Good, because I was hoping you'd say that," he says. "There's something about you that I can't quite explain, but I really want to get to know you better."

As you say goodnight and part ways, you're left with a sense of excitement and anticipation. You thought that love wasn't meant for you, but this date has sparked something in you that you didn't expect.

The next few days pass by in a blur. You find yourself thinking about Felix more and more, his smile and his warmth lingering in your thoughts.

Your friend approaches you with a knowing glint in their eye, asking how the date went. You're hesitant to share your growing feelings, but ultimately, you can't keep it a secret. You tell them that you had a great time, and that you're actually considering seeing Felix again. Their eyes widen in surprise and they give you a sly grin. "I knew it!" they exclaim. "I knew he'd win you over."

Despite your initial reluctance, you find yourself eagerly anticipating the next time you'll see Felix. You message each other frequently, and each conversation fuels your growing feelings for him. You learn more about him, and every little detail only makes you like him more.

Your next date arrives, and as you meet up with Felix again, the chemistry between you two feels undeniable. You find yourselves falling into an easy rhythm, laughing and talking as if you've known each other for years. As the night wears on, you find your hand gently resting on his arm, and you feel a spark of electricity at the contact.

The night ends, but this time, there's no hesitation in saying goodbye. You can sense that Felix feels the same way you do. As he walks you to your car, he takes your hand in his, his thumb gently stroking yours. "I can't wait to see you again," he says, his eyes locked onto yours.

The days that follow are filled with excitement and nervousness as you count down the hours until you see Felix again. Your friends notice the change in you and tease you about it, but you don't mind. You're too caught up in the whirlwind of emotions that come with falling for someone unexpectedly.

Your third date comes around, and you find yourself spending the entire evening lost in conversation with Felix. The world around you seems to fade away as you laugh and joke, and as the night progresses, you start to notice the way he looks at you. There's a tenderness in his gaze that makes your heart race.

You find yourself wanting to be closer to him, to feel his touch and the warmth of his embrace. As the night comes to an end, you walk to your car, hand in hand. Felix stops and turns to face you, his hand gently lifting your chin so that your eyes meet. He gazes at you for a moment, his eyes filled with a mixture of hope and desire.

"I have something to tell you," he says, his voice slightly hoarse with emotion. You feel your heart skip a beat, anticipating his words.

He takes a deep breath and continues, his thumb gently stroking your cheek. "I know we've only been on a few dates, but I can't deny how I feel about you. You're unlike anyone I've ever met, and I find myself falling for you more with every passing day."

Your heart swells, and butterflies dance in your chest at his confession. You've been feeling the same way, but hearing him say the words aloud somehow makes everything more real.

He takes a step closer, his hands moving to cup your face gently. "I don't want to rush things," he says softly. "But I need you to know how I feel. I want to be with you and see where this could go between us."

Your breath hitches in your throat, your mind overwhelmed by his words and the intensity of his gaze. You reach up, your hand finding its way to rest on his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath your fingertips.

"I want that too," you find yourself saying, the words slipping out effortlessly. "I didn't think I'd ever feel this way about anyone, but there's just something about you that I can't resist."

A wide grin spreads across his face, and he pulls you closer, his arms wrapping around you in a warm embrace. "I'm so glad to hear that," he murmurs, his lips brushing gently against the top of your head.

You lean into his touch, feeling safe and at ease within the circle of his arms. The night air seems to grow warmer, and you both stand there for a moment, simply taking in the sensation of being wrapped up in each other's embrace.

You lift your head, your eyes meet his gaze, and you see a mixture of anticipation and desire mirrored in his expression. His hands slide up to cup your cheeks, his touch soft yet firm as he pulls you closer. The distance between you dissipates, and you feel the warmth of his breath skimming across your lips.

His lips brush softly against yours, gentle and tentative at first, almost as if he's testing the waters. But as the moment stretches on, the kiss deepens, and a current of electricity crackles between you.

His lips move over yours with a growing fervor, his hands sliding down to rest on your hips. He pulls you flush against him, his body warm and solid against yours. Your heart races as you respond in kind, your own hands clutching at the fabric of his shirt, as if trying to anchor yourself to this moment.

The kiss goes on, the world around you fading into the background. All you can focus on is the sensation of his lips on yours, the sweet taste of him filling your senses, and the feeling of his body pressed against yours. Time seems to stand still, and for a while, it's just the two of you, caught up in an intimate connection that feels both natural and incredible.

Finally breaking the kiss, you both pull back, a little breathless and flushed, your faces just inches apart. You can see the same mixture of happiness and anticipation mirrored in his eyes, and a faint smile tugs at the corners of his lips.

You find yourself at a loss for words, unable to fully express the emotions swirling within you. Instead, you simply lean in, resting your head against his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. His arms wrap around you once again, holding you close as if he never wants to let go.

Night surrounds you both as you stand there, embracing each other under the starry sky. The world seems to fade into the background, and all that matters is this moment - this connection that neither of you had expected to find but both of you now can't imagine living without.

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Pairing: Felix x fem!reader

Summary: Just a quick make-out session with Mr. Lee.

A/N: I feel like no one appreciates Felix’s lips enough. This man has the most kissable lips ever. Just a quick thought I put in my notes app… Thinking about expanding on this… Not sure yet…

Warnings: Felix’s pretty lips.

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Y/N had always been obsessed with Felix’s lips. She didn’t even try to hide it.

Soft, plush, perfectly pink, every time she looked at them, she wanted to devour him. The way they curled when he smiled, the way they pouted when he was sleepy, the way they felt warm against her skin when he kissed her anywhere, anytime, she was obsessed.

And Felix knew.

He always knew.

That’s why he teased her mercilessly. He’d deliberately lick his lips slowly when he caught her staring, biting the bottom one just enough to make her squirm. Or he’d just smirk, lean in close, and whisper, “Want a taste?”

God yes.

There were times when Y/N needed to kiss him properly. Deeply. Like now—when he was leaning against the headboard, scrolling through his phone, utterly unaware of the way she was eyeing him like he was her next meal. She climbed onto his lap, straddling him. Felix barely had time to react before she cupped his face, tilting it up to hers.

“Babe- ?”

His words melted into a sigh as she kissed him.

Slow.

Deliberate.

Her lips pressed softly against his before she tilted her head, deepening it, her tongue tracing the seam of his lips until he parted them with a shuddering inhale. She kissed him like she had all the time in the world - like she was learning every inch of his mouth, tasting him, savoring the way he melted under her touch. Her nails dragged through his hair, keeping him close as she sucked lightly on his bottom lip before releasing it with a wet pop.

Felix’s grip on her waist tightened.

“Y/N-” His voice was breathless, his pupils blown. She kissed the corner of his mouth, then the other. Then, slow as honey, she brushed her lips down the curve of his jaw, back up to his lips, hovering. “What?” she murmured, her thumb tracing his cheekbone. Felix swallowed hard, his fingers flexing on her hips.

“You know what,” he rasped.

She only grinned before leaning in again, capturing his lips once more, kissing him senseless.

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W.E.A.Y [Ch. 2]

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A/N: yall I’m using several different apps pls dont mind the switches between dark and light mode 😭

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