But I'm okay {Stray Kids Spanking Story}

Flashback {Felix}

Woah! 😳 How the hell is this three months later? 😭 I'm pretty sure y'all are tired of me apologizing so I won't but I really didn't mean for it to become THAT long in between uploads! Anyway, SKZ comeback TODAY! Is everyone excited?! How are you liking the songs, let me know how y'all have been doing since I've seen you on this story! 😊😊😊

Thank you for staying and reading. I love and appreciate every single one of you, thank you! 🥹 I hope you enjoy and hope it was worth the wait 🧡🖤

Love ya bunches 🎃

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ALSO LET ME KNOW IF YOU WANT A EPILOGUE CHAPTER ABOUT CHRIS AND FELIX'S CONVERSATION AFTER!

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THREE MONTHS AFTER DEBUT

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// Third POV //

Felix's feet were throbbing. Twelve hours of practice with no breaks. The only time they even took a rest was when they had to take bathroom breaks.

The rapper hated the time he had to spend alone, even if it was just to use the bathroom. They always went together since this was their only time that they could stop practicing, but Felix was by himself this time.

They were preparing for shows, performances, covers, and just about anything in between. Felix was the member who had to work extra hard, because he was still learning their language and had to have Korean lessons. It was imperative that he became fluent. He had to.

It just took time, and time was never Felix's companion.

Tonight, he had to practice some of the choreography that he wasn't understanding. Felix hated that he was falling behind the other guys. All of them are so kind, but even he knew that he had to start becoming an independent worker. He had to think about the team. Everything was about the team.

Felix was exhausted; When was the last time he ate something? Yesterday? Was it the next day? How long has he been here?

That's why he dreaded even one second alone, because he just started thinking.

None of this felt real. He felt as if he could drift off and wake up back in Australia.

His head burned hunger, and he rubbed the numb feeling of his hands across his pasty, white skin.

Felix gave himself a little pep talk before getting back in to work. He was alone, all alone. Yet, this time, he had distractions. He knew Hellevator inside and out, almost too well, but his movements weren't right. He would play back the video he takes of himself when he's done and there was always, always something he did wrong.

There was a step that Minho had done with him and it was a pretty dangerous one, not for a teenager, but the kind of step that the audience looks at and says: damn, I wonder how they did that.

He wished Lee Know was here, but Felix wouldn't be confident if he did it with him. Minho hides it, but he gets upset if the members have be told a million times. If there was one thing he hated with a fiery passion, it was having to repeat himself.

Felix tried it again, then again, then again, until finally just as he was landing on his feet, the biggest mistake he possibly could have ever made was born:

He wasn't sure if he tripped or gravity just resisted him, but Felix fell forward like he had just hit the ground from jumping off of a skyscraper. The momentum made him gasp, and he blinked before centering himself.