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[Team Four] Untitled
Whew, made it! I haven't read this over so please excuse any errors haha.
Chan/Felix (Stray Kids), PG, 1.3k
Modeling chocolate now finally ready to go, Felix breathes out a sigh of relief. The recipe has been a bit finicky and tough to get down perfectly, but he thinks he finally got it right this time around. Sure, Felix could’ve gone a little deeper in his internet search and clicked on the “Best Modeling Chocolate Recipe Ever! With Pictures!” but Felix has always liked a challenge. After finding out the ingredients needed, Felix had closed out of his web search before he could be tempted to read through a step-by-step recipe.
In all honesty, Felix could’ve saved himself a lot of time and a lot of mixing bowls if he had just let himself look up a recipe, but Felix is nothing if not determined and he has been determined to make and decorate a cake all week. His brownies have been a huge hit with everyone in the house (and boy does Felix love the chocolate-flavored kisses he keeps receiving), but Felix himself is getting a bit tired of the same old routine over and over again. Sure, his brownies are great if he does say so himself, but there’s nothing like a new recipe to get Felix excited.
If only the modeling chocolate hadn’t been such a struggle to get through. But it’s okay because this round looks absolutely perfect. It’s not burnt on account of overheating. It’s not lumpy from adding too much cold corn syrup too quickly. It’s not too soft because Felix overstirred it, foolishly thinking that stirring it more would make it harder. It’s just shy of being brittle enough to break, but the bow Felix just made is still maintaining its shape the way it’s supposed to.
Relieved, Felix smiles to himself and starts working on a few more bows and flowers. There isn’t anything special about today, but Felix never bakes with the intention of showing off or emphasizing a certain day because everyday in this house is a blessing. Being able to be so free, to just be himself the way he’s supposed to be without having to look over his shoulder every two seconds, is reason enough for Felix to show off how much he loves and appreciates everyone with baked goods made from the heart. Minho’s always whining that Felix is making him lose his figure by baking so much, but he also never hesitates to take one, two, three more brownies when he thinks Felix isn’t looking so Felix isn’t fooled in the slightest. It also helps that Minho steals Felix away for thank you kisses, but that’s neither here nor there despite the way Felix’s heart beats away in his chest every time it happens. Felix has never been more thankful that Minho’s a witch because he doesn’t have the same type of supernatural hearing the wolves and Jeongin do.
That would be embarrassing.
Although Felix has a feeling that Minho would be more pleased than teasing if he were to find out.
Felix is in the middle of shaping an amaryllis when a subtle scent of rosemary floats into the kitchen from the distance. Despite the scent of artificial chocolate and vanilla in the air, the very real, very comforting smell of rosemary is enough for Felix’s wolf to start wagging his tail in earnest.
Chan, his wolf yips happily, running around in circles afterwards. Felix hums his agreement, but he forces himself to keep making the bows. Felix still isn’t quite used to all of the heighted sights and smells that have come along with what Chan calls his Wolf Puberty, but based on how light Chan’s scent is, he’s probably just come into the door on the opposite side of the house. Chan, despite not being that much older in human years, is far ahead of Felix in wolf years and as such, he can no doubt smell that Felix is baking in the kitchen. Felix swears that he can’t get away with baking anything without Chan knowing about it, Chan’s nose far too powerful. He could be a mile away and probably be able to smell something in the oven if he concentrated hard enough.
True to thought, Felix picks up on soft humming coming closer and closer, Felix’s wolf all but bouncing off the walls from the knowledge that Chan is heading towards the kitchen. Amused, Felix continues to make another bow despite how much his wolf is itching to get out, to run, to go to Chan and curl up in his arms because he’s safe, he’s home.
“Stop that,” Felix murmurs softly, his cheeks heating up at his wolf’s eagerness to go running into Chan’s arms. To be fair, though, they’re very nice and capable arms, perfect for cuddling and spooning. Felix would know, having found himself in said arms multiple times over the past month since Chan’s asked him out. Well, Felix also wiggled his way into Chan’s bed before they were even dating, but now it’s even better because Felix knows that Chan likes him back. Cuddling with Chan shouldn’t feel any different, but Felix definitely feels just how much softer, how much sweeter Chan is now when he gathers Felix into his arms compared to before. It’s cute, really, really cute.
“Lixie?”
Felix smiles before he can stop himself, but he wouldn’t anyways. It might be a little embarrassing, but seeing Chan always serves to make his day better. Seeing all seven of them makes Felix’s day brighter than humanly possible, but it’s a good thing none of them are human, constantly surpassing Felix’s hopes and dreams.
“In here,” Felix calls back despite the fact that Chan most definitely already knew where Felix was.
Chan’s head pops around the doorway into the kitchen, his smile widening so much that his dimples appear. Chan’s always likening him to the sun, but Felix would argue that Chan’s much, much brighter, capable of bathing everything he touches in light because that’s just who Chan is. Selfless to a fault, selfless enough to take in a small wolf pup with no other means to survive and to teach him how to shift and live out of the goodness of his own heart.
“Hey,” Chan says, a slightly breathy quality to his voice.
Felix tilts his head in curiosity, wondering if Chan had just gone for a run or something for his voice to sound like that. “Did you go for a run or something?”
Oddly enough, Chan’s cheeks and ears turn a bright red. “No.”
A sudden thought strikes Felix, but no, it couldn’t be.
Could it?
Chan’s never been too forward with his touches or affection, but Felix has always hoped that he was reading things correctly. And considering that Chan’s now his boyfriend, it’s probably safe to assume that Felix was right. So he might be correct right now too in thinking that perhaps Chan’s flustered because of him.
Feeling a surge of confidence and with a rapidly beating heart, Felix asks, “Is it...because of me?”
Chan’s ears flare brighter, drawing Felix’s attention like magnets. A giddy feeling spreads in Felix’s chest and he abandons his chocolate to make his way over to where Chan’s still standing to wrap him up in a warm hug. Chan instantly wraps his arms around Felix’s waist, a soft sigh of content leaving Felix’s lips as he leans his head against Chan’s shoulder. Their height difference isn’t that great that Felix has to do so to be comfortable, but Felix has always loved to be held by Chan and Chan’s always loved to hold him.
Slowly, Felix takes a hold of Chan’s hand and places it over his chest, right over his racing heart.
Chan’s breath hitches and Felix can only smile. “Me too, Channie. Me too.”
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Chan/Felix (Stray Kids), PG, 1.3k
Modeling chocolate now finally ready to go, Felix breathes out a sigh of relief. The recipe has been a bit finicky and tough to get down perfectly, but he thinks he finally got it right this time around. Sure, Felix could’ve gone a little deeper in his internet search and clicked on the “Best Modeling Chocolate Recipe Ever! With Pictures!” but Felix has always liked a challenge. After finding out the ingredients needed, Felix had closed out of his web search before he could be tempted to read through a step-by-step recipe.
In all honesty, Felix could’ve saved himself a lot of time and a lot of mixing bowls if he had just let himself look up a recipe, but Felix is nothing if not determined and he has been determined to make and decorate a cake all week. His brownies have been a huge hit with everyone in the house (and boy does Felix love the chocolate-flavored kisses he keeps receiving), but Felix himself is getting a bit tired of the same old routine over and over again. Sure, his brownies are great if he does say so himself, but there’s nothing like a new recipe to get Felix excited.
If only the modeling chocolate hadn’t been such a struggle to get through. But it’s okay because this round looks absolutely perfect. It’s not burnt on account of overheating. It’s not lumpy from adding too much cold corn syrup too quickly. It’s not too soft because Felix overstirred it, foolishly thinking that stirring it more would make it harder. It’s just shy of being brittle enough to break, but the bow Felix just made is still maintaining its shape the way it’s supposed to.
Relieved, Felix smiles to himself and starts working on a few more bows and flowers. There isn’t anything special about today, but Felix never bakes with the intention of showing off or emphasizing a certain day because everyday in this house is a blessing. Being able to be so free, to just be himself the way he’s supposed to be without having to look over his shoulder every two seconds, is reason enough for Felix to show off how much he loves and appreciates everyone with baked goods made from the heart. Minho’s always whining that Felix is making him lose his figure by baking so much, but he also never hesitates to take one, two, three more brownies when he thinks Felix isn’t looking so Felix isn’t fooled in the slightest. It also helps that Minho steals Felix away for thank you kisses, but that’s neither here nor there despite the way Felix’s heart beats away in his chest every time it happens. Felix has never been more thankful that Minho’s a witch because he doesn’t have the same type of supernatural hearing the wolves and Jeongin do.
That would be embarrassing.
Although Felix has a feeling that Minho would be more pleased than teasing if he were to find out.
Felix is in the middle of shaping an amaryllis when a subtle scent of rosemary floats into the kitchen from the distance. Despite the scent of artificial chocolate and vanilla in the air, the very real, very comforting smell of rosemary is enough for Felix’s wolf to start wagging his tail in earnest.
Chan, his wolf yips happily, running around in circles afterwards. Felix hums his agreement, but he forces himself to keep making the bows. Felix still isn’t quite used to all of the heighted sights and smells that have come along with what Chan calls his Wolf Puberty, but based on how light Chan’s scent is, he’s probably just come into the door on the opposite side of the house. Chan, despite not being that much older in human years, is far ahead of Felix in wolf years and as such, he can no doubt smell that Felix is baking in the kitchen. Felix swears that he can’t get away with baking anything without Chan knowing about it, Chan’s nose far too powerful. He could be a mile away and probably be able to smell something in the oven if he concentrated hard enough.
True to thought, Felix picks up on soft humming coming closer and closer, Felix’s wolf all but bouncing off the walls from the knowledge that Chan is heading towards the kitchen. Amused, Felix continues to make another bow despite how much his wolf is itching to get out, to run, to go to Chan and curl up in his arms because he’s safe, he’s home.
“Stop that,” Felix murmurs softly, his cheeks heating up at his wolf’s eagerness to go running into Chan’s arms. To be fair, though, they’re very nice and capable arms, perfect for cuddling and spooning. Felix would know, having found himself in said arms multiple times over the past month since Chan’s asked him out. Well, Felix also wiggled his way into Chan’s bed before they were even dating, but now it’s even better because Felix knows that Chan likes him back. Cuddling with Chan shouldn’t feel any different, but Felix definitely feels just how much softer, how much sweeter Chan is now when he gathers Felix into his arms compared to before. It’s cute, really, really cute.
“Lixie?”
Felix smiles before he can stop himself, but he wouldn’t anyways. It might be a little embarrassing, but seeing Chan always serves to make his day better. Seeing all seven of them makes Felix’s day brighter than humanly possible, but it’s a good thing none of them are human, constantly surpassing Felix’s hopes and dreams.
“In here,” Felix calls back despite the fact that Chan most definitely already knew where Felix was.
Chan’s head pops around the doorway into the kitchen, his smile widening so much that his dimples appear. Chan’s always likening him to the sun, but Felix would argue that Chan’s much, much brighter, capable of bathing everything he touches in light because that’s just who Chan is. Selfless to a fault, selfless enough to take in a small wolf pup with no other means to survive and to teach him how to shift and live out of the goodness of his own heart.
“Hey,” Chan says, a slightly breathy quality to his voice.
Felix tilts his head in curiosity, wondering if Chan had just gone for a run or something for his voice to sound like that. “Did you go for a run or something?”
Oddly enough, Chan’s cheeks and ears turn a bright red. “No.”
A sudden thought strikes Felix, but no, it couldn’t be.
Could it?
Chan’s never been too forward with his touches or affection, but Felix has always hoped that he was reading things correctly. And considering that Chan’s now his boyfriend, it’s probably safe to assume that Felix was right. So he might be correct right now too in thinking that perhaps Chan’s flustered because of him.
Feeling a surge of confidence and with a rapidly beating heart, Felix asks, “Is it...because of me?”
Chan’s ears flare brighter, drawing Felix’s attention like magnets. A giddy feeling spreads in Felix’s chest and he abandons his chocolate to make his way over to where Chan’s still standing to wrap him up in a warm hug. Chan instantly wraps his arms around Felix’s waist, a soft sigh of content leaving Felix’s lips as he leans his head against Chan’s shoulder. Their height difference isn’t that great that Felix has to do so to be comfortable, but Felix has always loved to be held by Chan and Chan’s always loved to hold him.
Slowly, Felix takes a hold of Chan’s hand and places it over his chest, right over his racing heart.
Chan’s breath hitches and Felix can only smile. “Me too, Channie. Me too.”
It's your turn,
damagea!