Felix's eyes fluttered open as soft lips were pressed against his cheek. He was greeted by a bright light and he squinted as he got used to the light around him. The first thing he saw was the pale, high ceiling of their room. His heart fluttered at the thought.
"Good morning," Chan whispered and Felix shifted his eyes over to look at Chan. Chan was laying on his stomach, looking down at Felix with soft eyes. The sun was filtering in through the windows on the side of the room, illuminating Chan from behind and his blond, curly hair looked like a halo around his head. Felix's heart fluttered and his chest tightened. He reached out to place his hand on Chan's cheek, brushing his thumb over Chan's cheekbone.
"Good morning," he replied, voice a mere whisper and thick with emotions. Chan closed his eyes, leaning into Felix's touch. "How was your sleep?"
"Very good," Chan murmured, eyes fluttering open to meet Felix's. They were both quiet for a moment before Chan leaned down to press a kiss on Felix's lips. "How was your sleep?" he murmured, lips brushing over Felix's.
"Good," Felix breathed, shifting a little in bed. "It feels nice to sleep in a bed again."
"Do you think you could get used to this life?" Chan asked, leaning back to look Felix over. There was a hint of uncertainty in his eyes and Felix sucked in a sharp breath. He moved his hand from Chan's cheek to press his palm over Chan's heart. There was a pause and he could feel Chan's heartbeat under his hand, strong and steady. He gently pushed at Chan's chest and Chan made no attempt to stop him. He just let Felix flip them over, soft smile on his lips as Felix leaned down to nuzzle his nose against Chan's.
"I do not doubt that I will," he murmured, moving to rest his head on Chan's chest. Another silence rang through the air, a very still and peaceful silence, and Chan's hand slowly found its way to his hair. "Wherever you go..." he trailed off, brushing his fingers down Chan's side before letting it rest over the scar from the healed wound, "I will follow."
Chan didn't reply, but Felix could hear and feel his breath hitch as his chest moved ever so slightly. Felix rubbed gentle circles on the scar as Chan placed his hand on top of his.
"I love you," he murmured, his chest rumbling and Felix could feel a smile stretch on his lips and his heart squeezed in his chest. He rested his head on Chan's chest for a moment, just listening to his breathing and the peace of morning.
He lifted his head a little, turning it to press a soft kiss on Chan's bare skin. "I love you," he murmured, his lips still ghosting over Chan's skin. "I'll follow you, to the end of existence."
"I love you," Chan murmured, threading his fingers through Felix's hair. There was another pause, a moment of comfortable silence. "I have to leave later today or tomorrow," he said quietly and Felix hummed.
"The peace treaty?" he asked and Chan hummed. Felix brushed his fingers along Chan's side as Chan took a deep breath. "You'll be back soon right?"
"Hopefully," Chan said and Felix nodded a little, even though Chan probably couldn't see it. "I'll come back as quickly as I can. Maybe I'll go home in between meetings if I have to."
"It's okay," Felix said, pressing another kiss against Chan's skin. "You're doing it for your people and for peace. I will be right here, waiting for you to return."
"When I return," Chan began and Felix lifted his head to look at Chan. Chan fell silent, just watching Felix's with gentle, yellow eyes. Felix moved again, to half lay on top of Chan's chest and he leaned down to kiss Chan. "When I return, I will give you my full attention," he murmured as they parted and Felix's heart swelled in his chest. "I'll bring you gifts and I'll spoil you."
