Felix Centric One Shots

The Divine Child(TF)

"He may be small, but his light can heal the world."

"Hyung, are you sure this isn't one of Jisung's pranks again?" Changbin crossed his arms and looked skeptically around the gathering hall of the divine realm.

"I swear it's not me this time," Jisung said quickly, throwing his hands up. "Even I wouldn't fake a celestial disturbance. Mostly because Seungmin would make me relive it in reverse."

"I would," Seungmin confirmed dryly, sipping from a cup that never ran empty. "And I'd rewind it just before the point of maximum humiliation."

Chan rubbed his temple slowly, gaze pinned to the glowing sigil pulsing at the center of their round table. "This isn't a prank. The seal of prophecy only lights when a god of the original order is reborn."

"Then where is he?" Minho asked quietly, standing beside Chan. "The prophecy says he returns to our world when we need him most. So where is the God of Light?"

A sudden breeze swept through the hall. No wind belonged in the divine realm. It smelled like roses and summer rain and something ancient. The marble doors creaked open without being touched.

"Oh, she's here," Hyunjin breathed, smoothing his sleeves.

A tall woman stepped in, adorned in iridescent fabrics that shimmered like the sky at dawn. Her eyes were endless oceans, and her presence turned even Jeongin silent. She was beautiful, but not in the way Hyunjin was; her beauty was warm and eternal and made them all feel like children again.

"Goddess of Love," Chan said, standing at once, the others following suit. "You honor us."

"I come with truth," she said, her voice a song wrapped in sunlight. "The God of Light has returned."

Chan's breath caught. "Where?"

"He is on Earth," she said softly. "He was born of a mortal woman. The child is named Felix."

"Felix?" Jisung blinked. "That doesn't sound like an all-powerful being of light."

"He is only two years old," she continued, smiling as though remembering something precious. "But the power inside him has begun to stir. The earth trembles beneath his feet. The sky listens when he cries. He is awakening."

"Two?" Changbin's eyebrows rose. "You mean to tell us that the most powerful celestial being... is still in diapers?"

"Worse," Jeongin muttered. "That means teething."

"You will go to him," she said, looking directly at Chan. "He must be brought here and raised among the divine. Or his powers will destroy him... and possibly the world."

Hyunjin stepped forward, voice unusually serious. "Does he know what he is?"

"No," the goddess replied. "Not yet. But his soul remembers you. He will know you when you arrive."

Seungmin tilted his head. "Do you expect him to leave behind the only world he's ever known?"

"You are gods. You will make it right," she said simply. "I have already prepared a room for him here. It has everything he needs. And love—he must be loved."

She turned then, shimmering into light, her voice trailing behind her like petals in the wind.

"Make sure you love him," she said. "He's been alone for far too long."

The hall was silent.

Then Jisung whispered, "So... are we kidnapping a toddler?"

Minho smacked the back of his head. "We're rescuing him, idiot."