"Horror movie bingeing tonight..?" Felix looked up at you with big, hopeful eyes, knowing you wouldnt say no to his pitiful dog act. This wasnt coming out of nowhere, since he wouldnt openly state his interest in doing things together most of the time. Something's been up and since he is looking at you to fix it, you were the one who did something. In Felix's head, that is. You dont know if its the comics he reads, movies or series he watches or even the music he listens to or not, but he is very keen on making up scenarios in his head. Still, it was a little weird. No, it was weird. Felix is too attached to you. And not in the 'annoying sibling' way which he is sometimes, but a more..tiring way. Coupley way. You never ever questioned it, because surprisingly it wasn't the worst kind of thing you've had to dealt with. Blame the traumas, aye? You just didn't know how to respond to it, still acting like how an older brother would. He'd surely grow out of it. Maybe. Hopefully. What brings you down back to world is Felix waving a hand in front of your face, grumbling "you alive there?". You think back on all the things you did today that has the potential of your stepbro off. Oh. Of course. You talked to a cheerleader at one of the football games. You look down at Felix, observing his reaction once again. He must've saw it. Yep. Definitely. "if you dont want that..we could also do.." Felix's hand clutched the strap of his backpack that was loosely over one of his shoulder, playing with it whilst the both walked home together, steps falling into silence. Until, Felix breaks it. "Marathon sex."