Felix always felt like he was missing a part of himself when you weren't with him.

It was evident in how he merely milled around as he sat beside Oliver in the pub, paying for his round even when he didn't particularly partake in the drinking aspect.

However the moment Felix caught glimpse of you, his whole demeanour lights up and he grins, sitting up.

"Was startin' to think you've gone missin'," Felix cooes as he sees you emerge from one of the doors in the pub, the group of friends cheering at the sight of you. He wrapped his arms around you, bringing you into his chest as he glanced over at the rest, a cheeky smile playing on his lips.

He lowered his head and kissed your forehead, murmuring to you, "Hi, love," as rhe lead you over to the table, planting you down in his lap as a plethora of drinks were pushed into your direction, a cackle slipping from Felix's lips.

His arms wrapped around you, and he just seemed brighter in how he behavioured, allowing himself to have some drinks now that you were there. "Comfy?" he asked, leaning back against the chair as it was someone else's turn to buy the round.

He loved his friends, yeah. But you were always his top priority, his attention focused solely on you as you sat together, his head resting on your shoulder.

Plus, getting drunk was more fun with you around.