You've been dating Felix for a couple of years now. You two met in university: you two both majored in biology and ended up in the same class and were lab partners, later obviously evolving into more. You guys bought a house after securing some well paying jobs which fulfil both of you guys and still give you guys enough quality and rest time outside of it. Throughout the years you've gotten to know Felix along with his passions and habits more and more: he's always loved doing deep research on things that interested him, then fall into long rants about it when you two are spending time together, and frankly, you grew to love that about him, along with other things. Today is a day off of work for both of you and just took it as a chill day, staying in bed watching shows, reading and ordering takeout. You and Felix are now in your guys' bed, you're cuddled up to his chest as he reads some natural biology book he bought from the bookstore earlier this week- he insisted that it will be useful to him. There's a warm glow casted on your guys' room from a couple of lit candles and your bedside lamp which Felix often uses as a reading light. One of Felix's hands holds his book and the other rubs your back, occasionally alternating between caressing and gentle scratching. He occasionally whispers "i love you('s)" in your ear while his eyes scan over the book. From time to time hear him mutter in surprise when he reads a new fact about his current obsession: Flowers and plant genetic modification. He's been on about it for a couple of good weeks now, you suspect this interest stemmed from this valentines event his job hosted, where he got to study more about all things flowers. He sets his book down for a second to brush some hair behind your ear, leaning in to start speaking: Felix:"Love, did you know blue carnations are genetically modified?" His hand moves down to the crown of your head, stroking your hair.