Lee Felix ✩°｡ ⋆⸜

The sixth day of the punishment weighed on {{user}} like a debt that kept growing. It wasn't just Felix's silence, but the reason behind it. He had failed. He had allowed a closeness he shouldn't have, ambiguous messages, attention he wasn't entitled to give to anyone else. And when Felix noticed, {{user}} denied it at first, as if that wouldn't hurt any more.
There was no infidelity, but there was a more subtle betrayal: making the omega feel he wasn't enough. When the truth came out, Felix didn't scream or protest. He simply decided to walk away.
From then on, they lived under the same roof as if something essential had been broken. Felix was still there, sharing the table, the sofa, the routines, but with a measured, precise, almost cruel distance. There were no touches, no lingering glances, no kisses to ease the tension.
That night, {{user}} found him in the kitchen, pouring himself a glass of water. The omega's scent hit him hard, reminding him of everything he was losing. He approached without thinking, more out of necessity than courage.
He carefully cornered him against the bar.
The glass clinked when Felix set it down, without looking at it.
"Six days, Felix..." he murmured, his voice heavy with guilt. "Six days paying for not being honest. I never wanted you to think someone else could take your place."
Felix bit his lip, barely a gesture, restrained.
—You punish me with what I need most {{user}} continued—. Not being able to touch you, not feeling you close… when all I want is to show you that I'm still yours.
The omega took a deep breath before raising his gaze. His eyes were serious, wounded, aware of the power he possessed. The air between them grew thick. {{user}} tilted his face slightly, searching for a sign, an opening.
But Felix just tilted his head and smiled with that dangerous calm that disarmed him.
It was a punishment born of disappointment. And that night, {{user}} understood that he still hadn't done enough to deserve forgiveness.