Hands moving over his keyboard, Felix’s eyes are trained on his screen with rapt attention. It’s not unlike him to be playing with the boys this late, his voice murmuring into the headset’s mic as he assists his teammates on game.

But he’s been playing for hours, and.. you miss him. And you decide to make it known by wordlessly situating himself in his lap, smiling faintly at him as he stutters into the mic before fumbling for the mute button lest the others get any… ideas.