Fluffy SKZ Oneshots EP.2🧸

No, I'm not!🌡️

Fandom: Stray Kids
Sickie: Felix
Caregivers: Stray Kids

Prompts used:
#sickmas: shivers, cups of tea
#merrywhumpmas: fever, chills, denial, whining, laryngitis

No one’s POV.:

Felix woke up freezing and pulled his blanket tighter around his chilled body. Something didn’t feel right but he couldn’t yet pinpoint what. As he grew more lucid, he picked up on the blaring of his alarm and dazedly shut it of. Realizing he’d have to get up, Felix sighed and flinched. The small sound had sent a sharp pain down his throat and he dropped his head back onto the pillow, defeated. He knew he had to get up but at the same time, he just couldn’t find the energy to. Goosebumps spread down his arms when he finally rolled out of bed, the movement throwing him off balance. Weird. Why did his head feel so light?

Dressing in baggy sweatpants and an oversized hoodie to help him warm up, Felix looped a scarf around his neck and left his room. Seungmin and Jeongin were already eating breakfast, while Minho had waited for him, worried the Aussie might oversleep. “Good morning”, the older smiled, “Wasn’t sure you’d get up. Come eat so we can get going.” – “I’m not hungry”, Felix forced out, his voice scratchy and weirdly high-pitched. Talking hurt more than he had expected, so instead of grabbing something to eat, he went to prepare himself a cup of tea. Minho was quick to take over and guided his dongsaeng to the dining table, instructing: “You gotta eat, Lixxie. We have a long day ahead of us, flower, so you will need all your energy.”

The petname made Felix feel weird and he muttered awkwardly: “I’m not little, hyung.” Three pairs of confused eyes scrutinized him. “It’s okay if you are”, Minho assured, figuring the other was denying it because of their work schedule. He had secretly been little at the company building a couple of times though, so he should be fine. Why wasn’t he honest with his caregivers then? Shaking his head, Felix wanted to argue but Seungmin hummed: “Why’s your voice so high then? You sound like you’re small, bubba.” – “Just a sore throat”, the Aussie denied, realizing he wasn’t up to an argument.

He didn’t feel like they believed him but gratefully accepted the cup of tea Minho brought him. The older had almost transferred the drink into his dongsaeng’s sippy cup, had Felix not shot him a very stern look. Since they were running a little late, the Aussie managed to get out of the dorm without being forced to eat breakfast, much to Minho’s dismay. His hyung was determined to keep a very close eye on him though.

Felix kept his eyes cast to the ground as he trudged along the rest of the members, shivering despite the number of layers he had put on. “Yeah, he refused to eat breakfast and I’m pretty sure, he’s little though he denies it”, he heard Minho tell Chan. Rolling his eyes, Felix piped in: “No, I’m not.” His voice was barely loud enough for Chan to catch it and the effort hadn’t really been worth the pain. Holding back tears at the pain in his throat, Felix ducked into his scarf and muffled a weak cough.

As soon as the members had arrived at the studio, Felix settled in next to Hyunjin, hoping his friend’s warmth would ease his chills. “You probably won’t be able to record today, right?”, Chan asked softly, “Minho told me about your sore throat.” – “Don’t think so, sorry”, the younger forced out. Assuring Felix that it was fine to postpone his recording session, Chan took his seat at the mixing desk and got to work. Hyunjin felt his fellow dancer shiver and whispered: “Are you cold?” Giving a pathetic nod, Felix huddled tighter, relieved when the older draped his arm around his shoulders.

They were just taking a short break, when Changbin crouched in front of Felix and hummed: “Lix, we have a bunch of coloring books in the desk drawer if you want. I bet it’s stressful to pretend to be big and work like an adult when you’re little.” – “For fucks sake, why do y’all keep treating me as though I was little?!”, Felix whined hoarsely, “No, I’m not.” – “Well, your voice his high-pitched, you’re really cuddly and whining doesn’t necessarily support your case”, Jisung listed but grew soft when he noticed the tears in the other’s eyes. “My voice is high because my throat hurts like hell”, the dancer snapped, “I stay close to Hyunjin because he’s warm while I’m freaking cold and excuse my whining but it sucks when nobody believes you!”