#f:eli

[azkadamnrp]

@eliderosiers

When was the last time Felix had been on a second date, let alone a third? And yes, maybe the second date was a matter of convenience because he had a car and Eli needed a ride to the emergency room, but it had ended with ice cream and hand holding, and that meant it counted, at least to Felix. There was a moment when Eli had ended up with ice cream on his lip and Felix had wondered what it would be like to lick it off, and he internally began to panic because even having the thought seemed so forward. He had dropped Eli back off at his flat without incident, and didn’t even wait twenty-four hours before texting and asking for another date that didn’t involve stitches. Eli had agreed, and here Felix was on his doorstep.

It would have been a nice gesture for Felix to cook dinner since Eli couldn’t cook due to his hand, but Felix couldn’t cook due his disastrous history in the kitchen, so he had settled for bringing take-out. They could maybe watch a movie and spend time getting to know each other. Between the party being so loud on their first date and all of the forms Eli had to fill out on their second, they hadn’t had a whole lot of time to talk, and Felix was looking forward to that with the hopes that Eli wouldn’t think he was an idiot. As he waited for Eli to open the door, the plastic handles of the Chinese food bag digging into his fingers, he shifted his weight from foot to foot. It was going to be a good date, he could feel it. 

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@indiesposition - ❄ - My muse needs help creating the perfect snow angel. Their problem is every time they stand up, they leave a hand print and scuffs around the snow angel.

Felix loved adventures. He was completely into hiking and anything outdoors, which is why he was thrilled when Eli suggested that they go and play in the snow one day. It took some negotiating and promising some favors to his coworkers, but he managed to switch shifts so that he could have Saturday free to go find some snow.

In the end, that ended up being the easiest part of the whole thing. They drove for hours and could barely find any snow. What little they did find was grey and dirty, or in too small of a patch to make a decent snowman. By the early afternoon, Felix was about to suggest that they just give up. He was hungry, and too warm -- he had worn lots of layers in the hopes of needing them since it would be so cold outside. The only thing that kept him from saying that they should head back was the look on Eli’s face when he realized they had failed. 

But they kept going, and they finally found a decently sized patch of clean snow. Felix’s face lit up as he stomped through the crunchy snow. Eli busied himself starting to build a snowman, and Felix threw himself back into the snow to make a snow angel. After he had waved his arms and feet, he pushed himself up and looked back down at his handiwork, only to find that his perfect angel was smudged around the edges from when he had stood. He tried again, and again, but each time he managed to mess it up.

Felix had to admit that he needed help, so he called for Eli. It took only a second for the other boy to drop whatever he was doing and come stand above Felix’s feet. “Snow angels?” Felix grinned at Eli’s excited tone. “Yeah, but I need your help getting up without ruining it.” Eli immediately stuck his hand out, and Felix grabbed onto it with both hands. With a quick pull, Felix was standing chest to chest with Eli, and he immediately flushed at the amount of contact between them. Stepping to the side quickly, he turned to look down at the angel, to see how well they had done and to hide his red cheeks. “Perfect. Thank you, Eli.”

[azkadamnrp]

@eliderossier​

Felix rang the doorbell to the house, like he did on most Saturday nights. He didn’t mind delivering here regularly, which he did. Some of his regulars were awful, but the guy who ordered pizza at this address always tipped him pretty well, which was unexpected for younger customers. College kids always gave the worst tips, but this guy was different. He was way too cute to stay in on Saturday nights, but people could probably say that about Felix, and he was always working until really late on the weekends.

When the guy opened the door, Felix grinned at him. “Hi there!” He wished that he was better at names. The guy had introduced himself the second or third time that Felix delivered to his house, but he’d missed it, and could never figure out what the signature line said. He just knew that it started with an ‘E’, and he wasn’t about to call him that. “We should probably just have a standing order for you on Saturdays.” It was to the point where he didn’t even have to give the guy a total because it was always the same.