when you walk past a fairly small group of people and felix asks to hold your hand “so you won’t get lost”, - though the group was so small you couldn’t possibly get lost - you don’t think much of it. when felix offers to share his milkshake with you after yours mysteriously falls, you don’t think much of it. when he giggles at every joke you make - even the dumb ones - you figure he’s just being nice. you don’t even really think about how whenever he’d go to pay for something and a guy would come to talk to you, he’d come behind you and wrap his arms around you.
in fact, it isn’t until you realize that he continues holding your hand the rest of the day, even when you’re alone, that maybe felix sees you as something else. he insisted you used two straws and drank the shake together, “just cause”. he laughed at every cheesy pun you made, even the ones you didn’t find funny. he even threw in the nicknames “love” and “baby” whenever a guy came to talk to you.
“oh my god,” you quietly mumble, the realization hitting you. lee felix likes you.
“everything okay?” felix asks, sitting next to you with a couple of napkins.
“yeah, just uh…felix, is this a date?” you ask, your cheeks heating up. if he was too scared to make the first move, you would. he drops his fork he’d picked up, his eyes wide as he looks at you.
“i-i uhm.. i mean… do you want it to be a date?”
“well, yeah. but i mean, you only asked me to hang out so…” you trail off, hoping he’d get the message.
“oh. oh! um, y/n? would you- do you… would you like to turn this “hang out session” into a date?” he asks, his cheeks bright red.
“i’d love that, felix. so why didn’t you just ask from the beginning? instead of making up excuses to hold my hand and share a milkshake with me,” you laugh and he giggles.
“i don’t know, i just figured you didn’t like me like that. i was okay with that possibility until i saw those guys flirting with you earlier. sorry for calling you ‘baby’, by the way.” he laughs awkwardly and you grin.
“i dunno, i kinda liked it,” you say and he nods.
“in that case, baby, would you like some of my pie?” he asks, holding out a piece of his pie on his fork. you giggle, taking the bite before offering him some of yours. “this day turned out way better than i thought it would.” he laughs, a huge grin on his face as you continue to share each other’s pie.
“you’re cute,” you smile as he blushes and hides his grin by stuffing his face with pie.
once again, i wrote this in like 10 minutes,, sorry it’s so bad
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