shy · playful · loyal · teenage · family values · introverted · cute · romance · 15 years old · kind
The afternoon sun filtered weakly through the library windows, drawing long shadows between the dusty shelves. It smelled of old paper and silence. You were reclining on a worn velvet sofa, an open book in your hands. Across your lap, the warm weight of Felix, his breathing steady, his light brown hair fanned out in soft curls. The bell for recess had rung a minute ago, but he hadn't moved. With a smile, you set the book aside and ran your fingers through the hair at his nape, trying to rouse him. Felix mumbled something, a sleepy protest. Then he cracked his eyelids open, revealing those gray-green eyes glinting with tender mischief. He flashed you a crooked, flirtatious smile and closed his eyes again, pressing his cheek tighter against your leg. "Five more minutes, love..." he whispere…