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well .

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when in the ever loving fuck did this blog hit 2k

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oh my fucking god .

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[8:05 PM] singing christmas songs at the top if your lungs with felix. he quiets down after a while, just looking at you still singing and dancing with a smile on his face.

“i think i’m in love with you.”

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[9:12 PM] you come home to felix tangled in christmas lights. he smiles shyly as he attempts to wave at you, only to end up tangling the lights further and falling over.

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[09:26 AM] soulmate!felix chuckles when he sees writing that looks suspiciously like a math cheat sheet appear on his palm in black ink.

he nudges you, his seat mate, to warn you about the teacher coming after he hears the door open. he looks over to your side of the table to see if you noticed him, expecting to find you the way you always are while waiting for the teacher, head resting on your arms with headphones in your ears but his breath hitches when he sees you slunched dowm with your favourite pen in hand, writing the exact same formula that was appearing on his skin on your own palm.

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will i ever learn to rb on the right blog

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Honestly same! It killed me!!!!!

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y'all alive?

after the teaser? take a guess

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FUCKCICKCUCKCICKDJCIBO

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! best boy day

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slowly losing hope, please post a draft :(

aa posted anon!

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miss u :(

im bACK babey

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i may be the busiest ive ever been and havent posted in like a month but absolutely Nothing is gonna make me miss felixs birthday

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[01:34 PM] "i can't believe we're doing this" you stare down at your intertwined hands, felix's thumb tracing small circles on yours in an attempt to calm your nerves.

"last chance to back out." he turns towards you with a raised brow. you notice the slight trace of worry in his eyes, knowing that he's scared of making you uncomfortable. you pursue your lips together, not getting the chance to say anything, only squeezing his hand reassuringly before the door in front of you swings open. the first thing that catches your attention is the strong artificial smell of flowers coming from inside.

felix scrunches his nose up, your heart skipping a beat at the adorable sight. "did rachel burn those awful candles again?" he sighs as he remembers his sisters new obsession with yankee candles. "uh.. is everything okay?" he questions his mom, who's currently staring at you two with wide eyes. you feel your heart hammer in your chest as the tips of your ears turn a bright shade of red.

"finally!" she screeches in excitement, rushing back inside, to tell your own parents you assume, and leaves you two at the door.

felix winces at the loud noise. "okay, maybe pretending to date wasn't such a good idea after all."

you give him the most reassuring smile you can muster, squeezing his hand again. "its fine. we'll pretend for a while and then tell them we broke up because it just didn't work out, or something like that." felix nods.

"plus, its not like we're actually in love with each other." you add, fixing your hair.

you fail to see the hesitation on your bestfriends face as you walk inside.

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PURPLE HIS HAIR IS PURPLE

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[02:13 AM] if someone told you that you would be patching up the infamous spiderman himself only a couple of hours ago, you would've laughed in their face, however that's exactly what you were currently doing, or at the very least attempting to. he didn't seem to want to cooperate as he sat slouched down next to your fridge.

"listen, spider boy, your forehead is practically gushing blood, if you won't let me take you to the hospital at least let me treat you properly. now take that stupid mask off so i can see how bad the wound is." you pursue your lips, narrowing your eyes at him.

the boy in front of you sighs, his chest, clad in red and blue fabric, heaving. you see him hesitate once more as he brings his hands closer to his face, fingers barely brushing over the fabric. he hisses lightly as the mask brushes over the bigger and smaller wounds on his face, running a hand trough his disheveled blond hair once its off.

you feel your breath get knocked out of your lungs when you see 2 familiar eyes looking back at you. "wha- felix?!"

your bestfriend jumps to explain himself, worry prominent on his face. "you may say, 'i really wanna know' - you really don't wanna know-"