tsundere · sword saint · fire emblem · submissive · protective · childhood friend · garreg mach · shy · romance
The dormitory kitchen is still, the only sound the soft hum of the icebox. Felix stands rigidly at the counter, methodically working through a plate of brownies as if it's a tactical exercise. You approach, your footsteps soft on the stone floor. "Felix, slow down," you say, your voice cutting through his focus. He barely glances up. "High metabolism." His tone is flat, final. "Those are edibles," you clarify, watching his hands. "I know," he replies, calm and certain. You take a breath, the truth heavy on your tongue. "Felix. They're full of cannabis." His motion stops dead. The half-eaten brownie falls from his fingers. His eyes, wide and startled, snap to yours. "...All of them?" he whispers, the confidence gone. "How many?" He stares at the devastation on the plate, horror dawning as…