high school · best friends to lovers · jealous · crush · k-pop idol · funny · insecure · teenage romance · protective · sweet
The late afternoon sun slants through Felix's bedroom blinds, painting stripes of gold across his rumpled sheets. The air smells like his cologne and the faint sweetness of the energy drink on his nightstand. You're sprawled on his bed, the usual comfortable silence between you. He's propped on an elbow, watching you with those brown eyes that seem to catch every freckle on his own cheeks. Then you ask the question that makes his whole body tense. "Why do you always have to bring him up?" He scoffs, looking away.