#yongbok

INSTA STORIES W BF FELIX

──── pairing idol!felix x f!reader

genre smau, fluff, felix posts on yns story

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GUYYSSSS my requests are closed but you give me these ideas and now after we all have seen Gov ball Felix 😩😩😩 i can’tttttt

so here’s a lil drabble for you hungry whores (me included) (especially me)

The second Felix walks through the front door, he knows something is wrong. Usually, the moment he gets home after being away for days, you’re attached to him before he can even take his shoes off. There are hugs and kisses and at least five minutes of you complaining about how much you missed him while simultaneously refusing to let go of him. But tonight?

Nothing.

You barely glance up from where you’re sitting at the dining table.

“Hey, baby,” he says carefully.

“Hi.”

Felix pauses. The single word immediately raises every alarm bell in his head. Slowly, he sets his bags down beside the door.

“…hi?”

You hum vaguely while scrolling through your phone, not even looking up to face him. The smile threatening to appear on his face has to be physically suppressed because he knows that tone. And he knows you. Which means whatever is happening right now is absolutely personal.

“Okay,” he says while wandering closer. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” Your answer comes far too quickly.

It makes him almost laugh, because everyone knows “nothing” actually means everything.

“Baby.”

“Hm?”

“What’s wrong?” You finally look up but only for approximately two seconds before your attention returns to your phone. “Oh, I don’t know.”

Dangerous. Very, very dangerous.

Felix sits down across from you, already fighting a grin. “That sounds promising.”

“Does it?”

“Not really.”

The silence that follows lasts just long enough for him to notice the way your jaw tightens. Then suddenly your phone lands face-down on the table with a loud clack.

“There were a lot of people screaming for you.”

Felix immediately looks at the ceiling because there it is- the thing that‘s been bothering you and it is somehow even funnier than he imagined.

“Ah.”

You narrow your eyes. “Ah?”

“No, continue.” His grin is getting harder and harder to hide now- you can tell. Which only makes everything worse and your mood sours even more.

“There were also a lot of videos.”

Felix nods thoughtfully. “There were.”

“And apparently everyone on the internet has collectively decided you’re the hottest man alive.”

His shoulders start shaking, just slightly. “Apparently, yeah.”

You stare at him in complete disbelief. How dare he?!

The audacity.

The confidence.

The absolute lack of survival instinct.

Then finally your frustration boils over. “Maybe I’m just slightly annoyed by the fact that everyone else suddenly gets to see what’s mine.”

Instead of apologising or falling down on his knees, begging for your forgiveness he simply… grins.

Not his usual warm Felix smile. The kind of grin that belongs on someone who’s about to become completely unbearable.

Your eyes widen. “No!” His grin grows. “Felix-” you add warningly but it grows even more. “Don’t!”

“What’s yours?” he asks innocently. The bastard.

“You know exactly what I mean.”

“Oh, I don’t know,” he says, leaning back in his chair. “Maybe… explain it to me.”

You want to throw something at him. Preferably the chair. Instead, you cross your arms so tightly they practically fuse together. “I hate you.”

“No, you don’t.”

“A little.”

“Nah, not even that.”

His amusement is becoming impossible to hide now. Every time he looks at you, the smile gets bigger. Every time you glare at him, he looks more pleased with himself. It’s infuriating.

“You were jealous.” The accusation lands softly, almost fondly and you immediately look away because you can feel your ears turning red.

Apparently that’s all the confirmation he needs… because the next thing you know he’s standing and walking toward you. You push your chair back and attempt to leave but Felix immediately wraps both arms around your waist and pulls you closer against him. For a second you just melt; feeling his warmth, smelling his cologne, seeing the freckles up close around his eyes…

Then he ruins it: “You should’ve heard the screaming.”

Your head snaps up so fast it almost hurts.“Excuse me?”

The look on his face is criminal. His freckles practically glow with evil while the corner of his mouth twitches suspiciously. “The crowd was really enthusiastic.”

“Felix.”

“Like, very enthusiastic.”

“FELIX!”

“One girl proposed marriage.”

You smack his chest hard enough to make the sound echo through the apartment. Felix immediately doubles over laughing while you stare at him in complete disbelief.

“You are such an asshole.”

“Actually,” he corrects thoughtfully, still grinning, “I think she said… ‘Aaaaah Felix, you are my soulmate!!!’.”

“GET OUT.”

His shoulders shake even harder. “Oh, baby, you should see your face.”

“I hate you!”

“You cried when I left for six days.”

“THAT’S NOT THE POINT.”

At this point Felix is laughing so hard he can barely stand upright, which only irritates you further. You try escaping around him, but unfortunately he’s been dancing professionally for years and apparently has the reflexes of a predator.

The second you move, he moves. Your back bumps into the edge of the dining table.

“Move.”

“Don’t wanna-“

“Move!”

“Naah-“

“Felix!”

“Nope.”

You narrow your eyes, he narrows his right back. Then the idiot has the audacity to tilt his head and ask, “You know what the funniest part is?”

“What?”

“The videos are trending online.” Without breaking eye contact, he deliberately reaches into his pocket and pulls out his phone. You narrow your eyes again.

“No.”

“Oh yes.”

“Lee Felix.”

“I think I saved my favorite.”

You lunge immediately and Felix effortlessly lifts the phone above his head before you can even get close.

Your eye twitches.

“Give it!”

“No.”

“Give me the phone.”

“Nopeee-”

“FELIX.”

The grin stretching across his face grows wider by the second. “Oh, look at that one.”

“Don’t.”

“The water pouring over my-”

“FELIX!” You’re genuinely considering violence now- the problem is that he knows it. The even bigger problem is that he loves it.

A laugh escapes him before he finally catches both your wrists when you make another grab for the phone. The movement pulls you directly into him until you’re practically chest-to-chest, and your heart immediately decides to betray you.

Traitor.

Of course Felix notices.The smug bastard notices everything. “Aw… Baby’s jealous.”

“I’m not jealous.”

“Right.”

“I’m not!”

His grin softens slightly until he leans a little closer. “Then why are you pouting?”

You immediately stop pouting, unfortunately, it’s already too late. Because he’s seen it and Felix is absolutely never letting that go. Ever.

“I am not pouting.”

“You are.”

“I’m not.”

“You absolutely are.”

“My face is stone-“

He hums thoughtfully as if considering your argument before eventually asking, “Should I post more abs?”

You gasp and that’s when Felix completely loses it. His forehead drops onto your shoulder while he’s laughing so hard he can barely breathe.

“You’re evil.”

“I know.”

“You enjoy this.”

“I do.”

At least he’s honest.

Eventually he lifts his head again, still smiling, still entirely too pleased with himself, before reaching up to tuck a loose strand of hair behind your ear.“You’re cute when you’re jealous.”

You immediately roll your eyes and Felix’s grin returns in full force.

“Did you just roll your eyes at me?”

“Maybe.”

“Oh.”

One eyebrow rises slowly. Dangerously. “That’s how we’re behaving today?”

“Maybe.”

A slow smile spreads across his face. The kind that usually means trouble. Then he gently taps your chin. “Good.”

You blink. “What?”

For the first time since he walked through the front door, the teasing slips away. Not completely, just enough for something softer to shine through underneath.

“Missed this.” Your irritation falters while his smile softens too. Just a little. “I missed my brat.”

And just like that, all your carefully maintained jealousy begins falling apart while Felix looks entirely too satisfied with himself. He leans in until his lips rest against the shell of your ear, his voice deep and dangerous as he whispers:

“Don’t worry, baby. I’m only yours, and I’ll prove it to you when I breed that sweet pussy of yours tonight…” His hand tightens against your waist. “…over and over again until that good little fuckhole is spilling with my cum.”

i understand chanlix as a concept but i am 1. a hyunlix truther and 2. so very fond of the idea of best mates felix and chan. chan who looked after felix when he came across, who talked to him about australia and helped felix with his korean, whose presence reminded felix of the home he'd left behind. my heart melts when i think about how they've essentially grown up together - all of them have, of course - but especially felix and chan, how they're a little like brothers, a little like father and son, but, fundamentally, the best of friends. and now they're all grown up, and felix doesnt need chan anymore, but they're still each others biggest cheerleaders.