Red Vs Blue Reader Inserts [COMPLETE]

42. Agitation (Felix)

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Words: 575

Characters: Felix

Genre: Romantic

You were not a morning person; anyone could tell that. If your sleep was broken you'd usually be snappy, choppy, easily irritated and most importantly, you'd be rude.

So, when you woke up to blasting music from your neighbour (who knew of your bad morning attitude) it took all your will power to not choke a baby.

It wasn't just you that shared this thought. Your other next door neighbour, someone of Hispanic decent, never verbally said it (since you never actually talked) but you could tell it annoyed him. One time you swear they had gotten into a fist fight because of it, but that was seriously up to debate considering Felix's goad nature.

The other people in your complex constantly expressed their extreme distaste for the walking stereotype. Many of them did it verbally, some physically and you...you did it passively aggressively, if not at all sometimes.

Felix.

Felix: the bane of your existence, that annoying hot dude and (your personal favourite) that dude that needed to get shot...multiple times.

Always, you'd just brush of his irruptions of your beauty sleep, go on with your day. Send him a few glares, write a few "intimidating" notes but overall try to ignore him. Always. Everyday. Everyday...but today.

Today, at 5 am, you were standing in front of apartment '11-037'. The door not only concealed the music but it stopped the vibration, you could see it.

Just as you banged on the door, the song choice changed from Ke$ha to Justin Timberlake. You expected him to instantly stop the music and answer the door, but he didn't. So, you banged again, this time a little harder.

Usually you'd just brush it off, possibly walk away, but today was not 'usually'.

Commence insistent and violent banging.

"HEY FUCKER! GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE!" A few more seconds and you thought the door would break.

Finally, he seemed to be annoyed by the bangs and came to the door.

"Hey babe." You looked at him for a second, he was not annoyed. He was without a shirt and had very tight underwear on. "Enjoying the sight?"

You shook your head before looking up to glare at the smug look plastered on his face.

"Hey babe? HEY BABE? Don't 'hey babe me'!" You bang the door frame close to his head, still no reaction from his cocky smirk. "I'M TRYING TO FUCKING SLEEP!"

"How about you sleep in here?" An extremely irritated glare from you. "You know you'd love too, plus, you're pretty hot when you're mad."

"Oh you're a cocky piece of shit! DO YOU EVER SLEEP?" He just smirked. A smirk that made you want to fucking punch his face him.

"I don't know, do I?" 'DON'T LET HIM GET TO YOU' you continued repeating your mantra.

"Well, Felix," you made sure to say that with extreme distaste, "CAN YOU STOP?"

"I don't know, can I?"

"FELIX!" Shit, he got to you! You clenched your fist and dug your nails into your palm. He always got you way too easily.

"How about you make me?" Make him. Oh, you were going to make him.

You grabbed him roughly by the collar and locked lips with him before pushing him away as roughly as you could.

His eyes widen dramatically then narrowed just as quickly. No words were spoken before he smirks and pulls you into his apartment.

The music was twice as loud as after that.

Was that cuddly enough? I don't know, was it?