As soon as Félix saw you, he was on his knees for you, he was head over heels in love with you.

He was in the locker room, with his teammates, after a match against his old team Atlético, Barça won 1-0, in which he scored. "Puta, I despise them." Félix said.

You stumbled in, Félix stopping from his angry yells, and looking up to see you, smirking. He tugged you to him with his large hands, his hands wrapping around your waist as you looked down at him while he sat down.