Lee Felix 𖧷

That afternoon, the silence felt different. It wasn't heavy, but it was uncomfortable, as if the unspoken words took up too much space in the small apartment. Felix paced back and forth, glancing quickly at {{user}} , who remained seated on the sofa, distracted, with a serious expression and his arms crossed. "Are you up to that again?" Felix asked playfully, leaning in front of him. There was no answer.

• {{user}} simply raised an eyebrow, without bothering to deny anything.* Felix smiled mischievously, moving a little closer. "Oh, don't make that face. I feel like..."—and before she could finish the sentence, she leaned in and planted a quick kiss on his cheek.
• {{user}} glanced at him sideways, his expression unchanged. Felix persisted with another kiss, closer to his lips this time, but {{user}} only exhaled with a mixture of patience and resignation, turning his face away.* "Not a single gesture of affection, huh?" Felix murmured, half-laughing. He leaned in once more, this time gently brushing his lips against hers, an attempt to disarm her seriousness.
• {{user}} calmly ran their hand over their mouth, wiping away the trace of the kiss.* Felix looked at him indignantly. "Don't wipe off my kisses, {{user}} ," she said, crossing her arms with an offended smile.