Felix

seouless Aussie dancer of Stray Kids

[yourmiyeon]

Keeping busy had become Miyeon's newest coping mechanism. Movement meant fewer thoughts. Another schedule. Another errand. Another place to be. As long as she kept moving, there was less room for her mind to wander back to the places it insisted on returning to. That was how she somehow found herself standing outside a small pottery studio. Truthfully, she wasn't entirely sure what she was doing there. Maybe she had seen the sign while walking. Maybe she simply didn't want to go back to the quiet apartment waiting for her. Either way, a few minutes later she was stepping inside, greeted by the warm scent of clay and drying paint. "You’re a little early," the instructor smiled. "Feel free to have a look around. Everyone else should be here soon." Miyeon thanked them quietly before wandering through the studio, hands tucked behind her back as she admired the finished pieces lining the shelves. Carefully painted mugs. Small bowls. Crooked little figurines that somehow felt more charming because they weren't perfect. Then her eyes caught the engraved messages.

Forever.

Always.

Home.

Her smile faltered. Without thinking, she moved past them a little quicker. One small ceramic vase caught her attention instead. Simple. Elegant. She reached for it, turning it carefully between her fingerr. Only for it to slip. Her breath caught. Instinctively, she squeezed her eyes shut, already bracing herself for the sound of shattering porcelain.

A moment passed.

It never came.

Instead, another pair of hands caught it effortlessly just inches above the floor. Miyeon's eyes fluttered open, following the vase upward before finally meeting the owner of those hands.

"Felix?"

✒️ plot starter with special guest @sunshineboylix

[sunshineboylix]

felix had been lingering in the ceramics studio for far too long. at first, he only intended to buy a couple of finished pieces to put flowers in around the house, but the longer that he scanned the shelves, the more he felt like nothing quite fit what he wanted.

then, he naturally wandered over to the unfinished pieces used for painting and the options were greater. more shapes and objects to choose from, and more color choices to make it his own.

these days, he was in desperate need of things that were just his.

things that didn't remind him of soobin.

his attention continued to float downward to the smaller items on the lower shelves. paperweights and small dishes.

a dog bowl.

something about the dish holds his attention. he stares at it and after a moment, he no longer sees a piece of unfinished ceramic. he sees the potential for a fresh start that he desperately needs right now.

he sees the little blonde puppy that he's seen at the dog cafe for the past few weeks and always ends up in his lap by the time he has to leave.

the image sticks in his mind.

as he's about to stand up and ask when the next class begins, he notices miyeon standing a few feet from him. lost in her own thoughts as she looks at another ceramic piece to be painted. he parts his lips to greet her, but her grip loosens on the vase before he has the chance. call it good reflexes or his inability to watch something visibly shatter the way that his future has, but he reaches out to catch it just before it can hit the ground.

nice

his own name brings his attention back up as he stands to meet the singer, a cheeky smile on his lips as he hands the vase back to her. "you're lucky i've had caffeine today, noona." a small pause coming with a dimpled smile. "are you here for a class?"

[sunshineboylix]

the apartment feels unfamiliar.

not because anything has changed.

because everything has.

felix sits on the floor with his back against the couch, staring at the patch of sunlight stretching across the hardwood. he’d expected this to break him.

instead, he just feels…

quiet.

it hurts.

it hurts enough that he knows it will for a long time.

but beneath the grief is something that fills him with guilt.

relief.

he doesn’t have to keep wondering if today would be the day he finally became too much. he doesn’t have to carry the constant ache of feeling like he needed something he couldn’t ask for.

he loved soobin.

that was never the question.

the question was whether he’d ever been able to believe his heart was safe with him.

he never did.

not after the way they began.

not after the ring.

he’d bought it because, for one brief moment, forever had felt possible. then soobin found it, and even after they talked through it, something between them never settled back into place. felix spent months trying to convince himself he was imagining the distance.

maybe he wasn’t.

his mind turns, as it always does, toward himself.

if you’d needed less

if you’d been easier

if you’d spoken sooner

if you’d been enough

he lets the thoughts pass through him without arguing.

he’s too tired.

because in the end, his greatest fear came true.

soobin is gone, and somewhere deep inside, a part of felix still believes it’s because he couldn’t give him a reason to stay.

[sunshineboylix]

Lix: don’t worry I am sitting patiently for you

Lix: Please don’t rush. My schedule is done for the day. :)

[rosieisroses]

rosie: sit patiently for fifteen more minutes please rosie: i'm very proud of this outdoor enrichment behavior rosie: and don't worry, i'm not rushing

JYP Entertainment Gangdong-gu, Seoul

Exactly fifteen minutes have passed, the lobby doors part. Hair loosened from the short walk, sunglasses pushed up over the head, bucket bag hanging from one shoulder. And there, Felix is, seated patiently, fresh layer of SPF reapplied, exactly as promised. A small breath leaves, slipping past lips before it transitions into a smile. Not too big. Not too worried. Soft enough to pass as normal. ❝ Oh my gosh, look at you. ❞ Came the greeting, gentle but bright, voice threading into the lobby without disturbing anything around them. A pause, just long enough for the fondness to show and then hide again beneath something that's teasing. ❝ Let's go? Before anyone senses character development happening outdoors and tries to stop us. ❞

[sunshineboylix]

felix sat on a bench near the door with his switch in hand, animal crossing music humming quietly from the device as he busied himself waiting for rosie to arrive. he hadn’t even noticed the time pass until she walked in and made herself known.

“hey,” he returned her smile and tucked the device into his bag as he stood. meeting her in the middle, he wraps his arms around her and pulls her into a tight hug. he lets himself enjoy the warm embrace for one deep breath before pulling away and tugging his mask back up over his nose. “alright let’s go. before I get pulling into another brand partnership meeting.”

he guides her out of the lobby and toward the street, guiding her along a familiar path with fewer pedestrians and more privacy. “I’ve missed the sun. feel like I haven’t seen it properly in days.”

[sunshineboylix]

[rosieisroses]

rosie: lixie please, you already paid me by calling me for sunlight duties 🥺 rosie: but yes i will accept the boba of course rosie: proud of you for reapplying SPF i might cry in the elevator rosie: i'm leaving now rosie: don't wander off before i get there, baby joey 🦘

[sunshineboylix]

Lix: don’t worry I am sitting patiently for you

Lix: Please don’t rush. My schedule is done for the day. :)

[sunshineboylix]

The apartment is too quiet.

Not the peaceful kind. The kind that presses against his ears until he turns the television on just to have another voice in the room. He isn’t watching it. The colors blur across the screen while he sits cross-legged on the couch, phone face down beside him.

He gets up because sitting still feels dangerous. The dishes are already clean, but he washes the mug he’d used an hour ago anyway. He wipes the counter. Straightens the pillows on the couch.

When there’s nothing left to fix, he stands in the middle of the kitchen and stares at the refrigerator.

A yellow sticky note clings to the door.

Buy milk bread.

His handwriting.

He peels it off and throws it in the trash.

Maybe he should take a walk.

He walks farther than he intended.

Past cafés.

Past bookstores.

Past the little flower shop where buckets of fresh blooms spill onto the sidewalk.

Hydrangeas.

Sunflowers.

White lilies.

He slows without realizing it.

One bouquet catches his eye.

His feet stop.

He looks at it for several long seconds before quietly shaking his head at himself and walking on.

[bbybreadin]

Jeongin: mmm i'll hunt down the hat then

[sunshineboylix]

Lix: thanks mate i'll be there in 5

[rosieisroses]

rosie: you had me at boba but i would've come for free rosie: i'll meet you at the building then rosie: please don’t make eye contact with the sun before i arrive rosie: we're doing this safely ☀️🕶️

[sunshineboylix]

Lix: your time is valuable it’s only fair I compensate you for it

Lix: what better payment than boba?

Lix: not to worry, I’m reapplying my SPF as we speak

[rosieisroses]

rosie: of course, my dearest baby joey 🥺 rosie: i would never deny a vitamin d emergency rosie: i could use some air too rosie: send me where you are? i'll come meet you

[sunshineboylix]

Lix: I’ll buy you boba in exchange for your company

Lix: i’m at the company building, about to leave a meeting

[bbybreadin]

Jeongin: liiiiiiixieeeee Jeongin: never too busy for you Jeongin: We can go do that yea

[sunshineboylix]

Lix: bet. can I swing by yours and we go from there?

Lix: I left my favorite cap when I was visiting with chan hyung the other day

[sunshineboylix]

Lix: rosie are you free for a walk?

Lix: I could use some fresh air and sunlight and you know chris is allergic to both lol

@rosieisroses

[sunshineboylix]

gnabnahc: crazy idea

gnabnahc: a quick trip back to aussie

Lix: nothing sounds better rn

Lix: when would we go?

[sunshineboylix]

lix: i might have gotten waaaayyyyy too much tteokbokki and chicken lix: any chance you need a lunch break?

@itsamourlia

[sunshineboylix]

Felix: innie are you busy?

Felix: I want to go check out that new rooftop café in HBC?

@bbybreadin

[choissoovins]

bin: i'll have to ask gyu cause i don't see it anywhere. bin: where did you last leave it?

[sunshineboylix]

Lix: I feel like I left it on the couch

Lix: maybe I could come by after schedules tonight? if we find it we can order pizza and play some Mario kart

Lix: I could use a night in with you <3

[sunshineboylix]

Lix: did I leave my switch at your place? I can’t find it anywhere

@choissoovins

[choissoovins]

soobin's hand starts to move without much thought, slow and absent as it traces along felix’s back, up, then down again, fingers brushing lightly like he’s grounding himself in the feel of him. "yeah," he repeats "we’re okay."

felix’s words about dinner settle in a second later, and something in soobin softens even more. "you got milk bread?" there’s a small shift in his tone. something fond slipping through as he tilts his head just slightly, like that detail landed deeper than anything else. his fingers slow where they rest against felix’s side, brushing once more before settling there. "you didn’t have to do all that," he adds quietly, though it doesn’t sound like he minds at all. if anything, the opposite.

he exhales softly, leaning into him just a little more before lifting his head enough to look up again. "i’m not saying no to that," he admits, a faint, tired smile pulling at his lips. then, after a small pause like he’s catching up to his original train of thought, his brows knit slightly.

"wait," he glances toward the room for a second before looking back at felix. "do you know where i left my sleeping shirt?" his hand resumes its slow, absent path along felix’s back as he speaks, tone quieter now. "i was trying to find it earlier... before i got distracted. these clothes are starting to bug me and i want to get comfortable."

[sunshineboylix]

“yeah,” he echoes softly, his hand resting firm and warm at soobin’s side. felix lets out a quiet breath as soobin settles into him, the slow, absent movement of his hand along his back grounding in a way that feels familiar again. when soobin mentions the milk bread, felix huffs a small, almost shy breath of a laugh against his hair, something lighter finally slipping through. “of course i did,” he murmurs. his fingers trace a slow line along soobin’s side, a quiet reassurance in the motion.

“i wanted to,” he adds, softer. it’s simple. uncomplicated. something he can give without overthinking it. he lets the moment sit there for a second, warm and settled, before soobin’s next question pulls his attention back. felix lifts his head slightly, glancing around the room as if the answer might just be sitting out in the open.

“your sleeping shirt?” his hand slides from soobin’s side as he leans back just enough to look properly, gaze flicking toward the dresser. “i did the wash last night,” he says after a second, voice thoughtful. “it’s in the top drawer. i put some sweats you left here in there too, but it’s cleared out for you to put whatever you want in there.”

felix’s gaze drops back to soobin, softer again, taking in the slight tension in his expression. his hand lingers for a second longer at soobin’s side, thumb brushing once more in that same slow, grounding way before he lets him go, giving him the space to move. “c’mon,” felix adds gently, nudging him just a little. “go get comfortable. i’ll get started on dinner.”