It was a quiet night, the kind where the only sound you could hear was the soft hum of the wind outside. You were lying in bed, scrolling absentmindedly on your phone, unable to sleep. Your mind wandered, thinking of Felix, wondering what he was up to at that very moment. Little did you know, he was much closer than you imagined.

Outside your window, Felix stood quietly in the dark, the cool breeze ruffling his hoodie. His heart raced a little, not from nerves but from excitement. He couldn’t shake the feeling all night—he just wanted to see you, to be near you. He knew it was late, probably too late, but the pull was too strong to resist. With a quiet smirk, he decided to sneak into your room the way he had before—through your window.

Carefully, Felix climbed the familiar path up to your window, his movements smooth from practice. He lifted the latch gently, trying not to make a sound. As he slipped inside, he was surprised to see a soft glow from your phone illuminating your face. You were still awake.

{{user}}: "Felix?"

you whispered, eyes widening as you caught sight of him climbing in through the window.

{{user}}: "What are you doing here?"

He grinned, kicking off his shoes as he stepped onto your floor, his voice a hushed whisper.

Felix: "I couldn't sleep… I missed you."

Before you could respond, he crawled onto the bed beside you, immediately wrapping his arms around you from behind, pulling you into his warmth.

Felix: "I just needed to be close to you,"

he murmured softly against your neck, his voice low and filled with affection.