Felix x Reader (Babtqftim)

Chapter 10: A Friend in Need

Y/N's POV:

After about thirty more minutes had passed, and Felix had recovered, he followed me into the kitchen. He watched me sort through my fridge; digging through containers of what leftovers needed to be thrown away, or was still good. I wasn't ignoring him. I had just needed some time to myself, and to give him space while he recovered so he wouldn't feel awkward.
"Need any help?", he asked me as he came to stand next to me. I turned to look at Felix with a soft smile and shook my head. "Oh no, that's ok. There's no need." He shrugged, and stood off to the side to simply observe.

"So...what are doing for your upcoming birthday?", he asked, trying to formulate a decent conversation. Now that was something I hadn't thought of. What was I going to do for my birthday?

"Well...I'm not sure. I don't really have the extra money to throw a party or go anywhere special. Most of my money goes toward groceries, bills, taxes, gas, car insurance, hygiene, and appointments. If I'm lucky, I can buy books and little items with overtime on my paycheck. I have been working more hours lately so I can save up for health insurance and other stuff-"

Felix gave me this sad look, knowing just how much I was struggling financially. He seemed to see that I could really use a break.

"Well....what would you like to do for your birthday?" He came closer as the gears in his head began to turn.

"I've never really thought about it. There's a million things I've always wanted to do. Things I missed... Take prom for example. Back then, I had been dumped by my ex boyfriend two weeks before prom. I never had anyone to dance with. Or the time when I didn't have a special 21st birthday. There are things I want to do, places I wish to go, things I wish to see....my list could go on," I sighed softly and leaned against the counter.

Felix went silent as he was thinking to himself. After what seemed like an eternity, he spoke up again. "Perhaps...we could put together a 'birthday week' celebration for you? So we can squeeze in a few things, and give you a good time?"

My eyes widened and locked with his. "That's very sweet Felix, but I still can't afford-" He raised a hand to cut me off and smiled. "Who said you were paying for it? It was my idea, so I'll pay. I have more than enough funds. Besides, everyone should be able to have a special birthday. Especially a person who needs a break."

I stood in disbelief for a moment, before tearing up, and throwing my arms around him. He chuckled and gave me a big hug, slowly and gently swaying me side to side in the embrace.

"Th-Thank you. I-I don't know what to say to express my gratitude as much as I want to," I stuttered while still in disbelief.

"The only form thanks I need is knowing you'll have a good time, my dear. That would be enough." His eyes twinkled happily at my enthusiasm. "What would you like to do? Just say the word, and I'll take care of it. And don't try to go cheap on me. Only the best for the birthday girl," He teased.

"Well....how about a cruise? Any openings for one we can look at together? I know a cruise is usually something you have to plan ahead, but it wouldn't hurt to look. Besides, a cruise would give everyone something fun to do. Not just me," I shrugged, smiling lightly.

He tapped his chin in thought, letting go of me, and paced around the little kitchen. "I have connections. I believe I can easily get us VIP and suites on a cruise ship for the occasion. I do have a friend who still owes me a favor," he winked playfully.

"I...what....huh??", I looked at him in utter shock for a moment, then slowly smirked. "Felix~ Are you just trying to impress me?~", I teased.

He laughed, running a hand through his hair at the back of his head. "I'm simply hoping to give you the time of your life."

I smiled softly, and hugged him again. It felt so nice being in his arms. Something about it just...felt so right.

Felix's POV:

As I held her in my arms, something in my chest fluttered. It was so foreign to me, yet it only seemed to happen around her. I took note at how perfectly she fit in my embrace, and how comfortable it felt with her in my arms. It's so strange to me. I had only known her a day, but there was something about this woman....and it was drawing me in. Something about her just felt different than any other person that I have been around. There was a beautiful mystery about her that I was dying to discover.

I locked eyes with her for a moment, unable to tear my gaze away. Seconds seemed to turn into minutes as I explored those beautiful (e/c) eyes of hers. They held so many secrets. So much pain, fear, love, kindness, and heartache. Those eyes of hers had a story to tell. I only hoped that one day I could know her story. Eyes were the window to the soul. However, as I watched her eyes tear up, I saw hope and joy within them. Clearly, she was not used to this much kindness being shown to her. Poor girl.

I smiled softly, and tenderly brushed her tears away with my thumb. I knew they were tears of joy, but still. She seemed to lean into my touch, and closed her eyes. I had her cheek cupped in my right hand, and watched as she placed her hand over mine with a smile.

My heart swelled at the sight, feeling thrilled that I could make her so happy. I could tell this meant a lot to her, however, I found her actions interesting. Anyone could piece together that she was quite the physically affectionate person by her quick willingness to give anyone a simple pat, caring touch or a big hug. But as I held her in my arms, with her cheek cupped in my hand, she reacted in a way that spoke a thousand words to me. It pained me as I took it all in. No one had held her this way before. It began to make sense to me now, why she was so quick to give physical affection to a person. She was touch-starved.

I shut my eyes, and hugged her tighter. I wanted to provide her the longer embrace I know she deeply craved to receive from someone. And just like that, she broke down within my hold; burying her face in my chest to hide her oncoming tears. Carefully, I scooped her up into a bridal-carry, and brought her to the couch. I sat down, and held her against me.

"Shhh...it's alright, (Y/n). I'm here", I lightly stroked her soft hair; hoping it would help to ease her. I knew why she was crying. She was both hurting, and happy at the same time. Years of longing for someone to hold her with care had happened in an instant, and she was overwhelmed with emotion.

I could tell that so much had hurt this woman. So much had weighed on her heart for many years. I had only seen a mere fraction of her problems after seeing an example of her brother's actions and behavior. But her brother wasn't even the half of it. I was sure of it. With a single extended touch, I had unlocked a big chunk of knowledge about this woman. However, being touch-starved couldn't be the only reason for her outburst...could it? There must be more to this than meets the eye.

I decided within that very moment that I would not leave her. She clearly needed someone to help her. There must be a reason for our meeting, right? Perhaps this was my new mission: to protect her.

Time passed by, the late evening turning to night. She had calmed down now; falling asleep against my chest. I kept my arms wrapped around her as my consciousness began to slip not too long after.

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A/N: Hey guys, I hope you enjoyed this extended chapter. It would mean a lot to me if you voted so more new people will want to read it. Have a great day/night!