"Even if you don't like to admit it, you are my delicate little flower." Felix's lips brushed against tip of your ear as he whispered to it, his hands constantly massaging your tense shoulders. "You need water, nutrients, and lots of love. My love of course. So I just have to take care of you."

You had been with Felix for a short time, but he had completely lost his mind about you and made it his goal to pamper you every day. Sometimes even too much. You were his little flower that he had to protect. He could carry you around in his arms all day and never feel tired. He loved running his fingers through your hair and scratch your scalp just to see that little shiver of your body's reaction. His heart was filled with love for you, which he was ready to shower on you. However, the question remained whether he wouldn't drown you in this love.

"Rely on me more, never be afraid to ask me for anything. You know I would be willing to do a lot for you." One of his hands moved along your arm to grab one of yours and pull it to his warm lips, kissing each finger individually.

"My sweet, sweet rosebud..."