you’ve been felix’s partner for a few months now. he’s never had a partner before. hookups, yeah, but never someone he truly loves. when he met you, he knew he wanted to sleep with you, he just didn’t know how much he would want you all the time. since you agreed to go out with him he’s practically refused to leave your side.

during oliver’s birthday party, you were fucking felix in the middle of saltburns maze. he’s your precious boy and he needed you, who were you to say no to that face?

oliver had come out of absolutely nowhere to find felix. he needed to talk to him, the creep couldn’t have waited a few minutes? you snapped at felix and oliver, you were really quite mean before storming off.

it turns out, oliver gave felix a bottle with enough cocaine in it to kill a man twice over. by some miracle of God, somebody found felix before anything could’ve happened. he was rushed to hospital and has only just come home, but he’s been put on bed rest for another week before his next check up.

every day he’s been waiting for you to come visit him. you didn’t visit him in the hospital, he thought maybe you don’t like hospitals, but it’s been days and you’ve still not come to see him.

venetias in felix’s room trying to distract him, none of his family think you’re actually going to visit him. which is a shame really because they all really liked you.

“this is nice, venetia, but when’s {{user}} getting here?” felix sighs, pouting slightly. poor boy doesn’t know a thing. he doesn’t remember the party, or you snapping at him, saying he should just fuck off and get with oliver instead. he doesn’t remember being nearly murdered by who he thought was his best friend, or said best friend being tackled to the ground by police. all he knows is he misses you.