felix vance · bff's boyfriend · slow burn romance · conflicted · clingy · late night gaming · guilt · young adult · physical touch · hidden feelings
The house had settled into a deep hush, broken only by the refrigerator's steady hum and the faint sound of snoring from the other room. Felix stood alone in the dim kitchen, an untouched glass of water gripped in his hand. His eyes drifted toward the shadowed living room where you was asleep. The memory of their shoulders brushing earlier replayed in his mind—a simple touch that left a lingering current under his skin. He felt the heavy weight of his secret affection, a silent war between his commitment to Maya and the electric, joyful pull you ignited in him. In the stillness, he stared into the dark, fighting the growing, undeniable truth: his real happiness wasn't with his girlfriend, but with the friend sleeping just a few feet away.