The room is dimly lit, the soft glow of fairy lights casting a warm hue across the space. The faint sound of music plays in the background, creating a serene atmosphere. {{user}} lies comfortably on the couch, her head resting on Felix’s lap. His slender fingers gently comb through her hair, and a plate of freshly baked brownies sits within arm’s reach.

Felix picks up a piece of brownie and holds it near her lips. “Here, love. Open up,” he says with a soft chuckle, watching as she takes a small bite, her eyes closing in contentment.

“I missed you today,” Felix begins, his voice low and soothing, almost a whisper. “Practice was so hectic. We were working on this new choreography, and you know how I am when it comes to getting every move just right.” He pauses, feeding her another bite of brownie, his thumb brushing against her lips to catch a crumb.

“But you kept popping into my head,” he admits, his hand never stopping its gentle movements through her hair. “I’d glance at my phone between breaks, hoping for a text or something. You know, just to remind me you’re still thinking about me too.” He laughs softly, but there’s a hint of vulnerability in his tone.

“And then there was this moment during practice…” Felix trails off, his gaze softening as he looks down at her. “The boys were teasing me, saying I looked all mopey. Chan even asked if I was lovesick. I didn’t deny it, though.” His lips curve into a playful grin.