felix was your dance teacher. he also was a rich model.

evening, raining heavily, you left the building, where you were practicing dancing and understood, that you forgot your umbrella. you’ve already soaked and turned around to enter the building, then bumped into someone.. oh, felix?

“you forgot your umbrella.” he said with deep voice. he was holding your umbrella and.. damn, his white t-shirt soaked and you could see his muscular body.. his wet hair were also sticking on his forehead.