Felix and I talked and cleaned up the whole day, or what was left of it. We finished the dishes, we cleaned the kitchen and Felix helped me to make my laundry while I started to clean up my room. We talked about rational things, such as his cleaning addict and how everything's so clean already when he comes home. Felix told me he thinks that he – yes, I still refused to use his name – sometimes intentionally left things behind and not tidied up or not did household chores so that Felix could clean it up. I wasn't sure if I wanted to know this.
He asked me if I had any siblings and I told him a little bit about Maddie and my older sister who was studying in France. And was glad when he didn't ask again if I had more siblings. Somehow we got to the subject of why he was mad at me and I noticed that Felix always blocked off when I talked about it. Not that he distracted, he just reacted less to it.
„But you are okay with our type of relationship, right?" I asked him when I realized things.
He nodded. „Sure. I have no problem with that."
„Really?"
He cocked his head thoughtfully. „Should I tell you?" he thought out loud.
„What?" I asked. „Are you not his boyfriend?"
„Oh no, yes I'm his boyfriend. But, it was my idea."
„What? Seriously?" He nodded. „But you said you're not doing the same, right? You're not sleeping with anyone besides him?"
Felix was just holding up a shirt that he had pulled out of a box and looking at it. „Nope."
„I am so confused," I said, but I stopped talking about it as I could see he didn't really want to talk about it.
In the evening I told him that I had to go to training and we talked about dancing again for probably ten minutes. Then he said, „I have to go too. Blair's probably home long ago."
„You won't tell him you were here?"
„I told you he knows," he smiled.
„Oh. Yeah, right. I just... he got so angry when I mentioned you back then."
Felix looked down, smiled, looked back at me. This didn't even look a little shy. He looked more like he was flirting. „You mentioned me?"
„Uhm... yes. Kind of."
This stupid smile again. „Interesting." I really don't know why I stopped breathing. I think I was kind of shocked of the feeling I felt in my stomach when he looked into my eyes. It was so strong. He's flirting, I thought. Fucking hell, he's definitely flirting. „Bye Oscar," he said and I realized I was staring at him like a stupid idiot. Probably blushing as well. „See you next time."
I closed the door when he was gone and stood there for a few seconds. Next time, I thought. There will be a next time? Holy shit.
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