Cupid || Stray Kids Lee Felix

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There stood a relatively short male with bleached blonde hair that was growing in black at the roots and freckles that lay scattered around his baby-like face. He looked at me and smiled cheekily.

"Congratulations Sehyun, my name is Lee Felix and I'm your cupid."

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I held tissues to his nose, the white fabric becoming stained with red.

It was quiet and I puffed my cheeks up, tapping my leg nervously with my free hand, "I'm sorry again."

He didn't respond. I can't really blame him though, I just punched him in the face which probably wasn't a great first impression.

He pushed my hand away and sighed, holding the tissues himself now, "It's fine."

Awkward silence filled the room once again. I watched as he moved the tissue away from his nose and abruptly stood up. He handed me his tissue and rubbed the bridge of his nose carefully. I held the tissue with a look of disgust painted across my face.

"I don't need to help you," before he could finish his sentence, I cut him off.

"No, I need your help. Please."

He looked at me and smiled slightly, "Oh so she does have manners?"

"Watch it buddy." I warned, holding up my fist in a joking matter.

He held his hands up and faked a fearful face, "Woah man, I don't want any problems."

We laughed lightly and he sat back down next to me.

"Alright, we're going to find you someone Sehyun but, first put my bloody tissue down because I'm mildly disgusted."

Now remembering that I was holding it, I gagged in disgust before tossing it into the mini trash can a short distance away from my couch. I shook my hands off and placed them on my lap, directing my attention to Felix.

"Do you use any dating websites or apps?" He asked suddenly.

I awkwardly rubbed the back of my head and cleared my throat, "Uh no.."

He held his hand out towards me and sighed, "Phone."

I flinched back for a moment before slowly and reluctantly pulling my phone out of my back pocket and unlocking it, placing it in his hand.

He took my phone and began scrolling through my apps.

"I see Tinder right here."

My face began to burn and I fidgeted with my hands on my lap.

"Why is your description of yourself just a paragraph of you talking about your cat?"

I snatched my phone away from him hastily and sat on it.

"My Tinder is old, I haven't used it in a while."

He gave me the yeah right face and laughed, "You have a date tonight right?"

I widened my eyes in surprise and looked at him with confusion, "How did you know that?"

"It's my job to keep track of your love life. Even if it is tragic. I'm your cupid, I know everything. Like how you left one of your dates early and told the guy it was because your fish drowned."

Embarrassed again, I smacked my forehead with my hand, "Don't remind me about that."

"Too late," he looked down at his wrist as if there was a watch on it before looking back up at me, "correct me if I'm wrong but, you're planning on skipping this date?"

It's like he can see right through me.

"You talk to yourself a lot in your head," he stated before continuing, "and you're going to this date. It'll be good for you and it'll give me an idea on how to help you."

I put my hand up to protest but, he only interrupted me.

"You're going."

"But-"

"Don't want to hear it."

Finally giving up, I stood up and slumped my shoulders.

"Go get ready. You're not going to be late either."

"I'm going, I'm going." I sighed and walked off to my room with a heavy sigh.