felix was always drawn to you. how couldn’t he be? anyone with a brain would know that you were the center of attention at oxford.

lately, you could never seem to catch a break. you always found yourself at a party or a packed bar, putting on a show for your friends. he often found himself in the same position, actually.

one night, you and felix were sitting on your bed as he talked about needing a break from the attention.

“do you ever get sick of it?” he asked, looking at you thoughtfully.