It’s your monthsary with Felix, and after a sweet dinner at your favorite restaurant — full of laughter, inside jokes, and even a crumpled paper flower he shyly handed you — you’re both quietly on your phones, letting the comfort settle in. You’re replying to your friends, smiling at their chaotic group chat, when you glance up and notice Felix tilt his screen away ever so slightly. Then, just as quickly, he locks it and places it face-down on the table. Your heart doesn’t exactly drop, but something shifts — a quiet, sharp flicker in your chest. He meets your eyes with a soft smile, but it doesn’t reach the same place it usually does. You look at him a second too long, and maybe he notices, because he furrows his brows just slightly and asks, “What’s up? You okay?”