4| His Chest

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CHAPTER 4

His Chest
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i don't wanna be your friend,
i wanna kiss your lips
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(a/n: i'm currently in a plane ;-; this is kind of rushed btw but i really wanted to update! thank you and enjoy!)

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FELIX'S POV

he's so beautiful i may actually cry what the hell.. his gorgeous brown locks were over his eyes, his chest that is exposed to the warm weather and to my eyes is so pretty woah

oh right you don't know what's happening, let me start from the beginning..

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FELIX'S POV (but before if you understand •-•')

"you're asking me to take off my shirt?"

"yes."

"in this weather— no most importantly, why ?"

"what do you think?"

"oh no,,"

"so i could draw you, idiot! stop being so dirty i swear-"

ugh this idiot! didn't know daddy was that dumb (listening to phobia rn just saying😌)

after i get a nod from him i move to the still white canvas that was right beside a chair that i was supposed to sit on by the way, no one else; minho has his own chair. oh fuck i forgot i need to blend some colours for his hair colour..

ugh

"what's wrong?" dadi asks with a raised eye brow

please his confused face is cute!

wait no i'm a hard stan

am i?

i don't know and i don't really care since it's dadi minho.. (i am daddyminhosexual) but yeah! woah he's adorable i may kill for him.

not that i was planning to.

"ah no im fine! just remembered i have to blend colours for your hair and skin colour," i stop and smirk at him. "daddy."







IS HE BLUSHING

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