Life is What it is

Lee Felix

*Just a little short story. Not edited*

He sat down on the table while fumbling with the edges of his sleeve. His lips curling up into a smile as memories ran through his mind. His eyes completely spaced out, just looking off into the distance.

Anyone walking past him would give him weird looks, debating with themselves to ask if he was alright or not. But, they continued to walk as his reaches his hand up to touch his lips. The lips that still had the feeling of another pair of lips lingering on them.

A laugh rolls out from his lips as he buries his face into his arms. His head was down on the table as a small giggle fights its way out from him. If the table was a person it'd tell you that Felix's face was tomato red.

Still, as he recalled all the moments he had spend with a certain someone. He couldn't stop himself from smiling. His lips spread further and further apart until it felt like it couldn't stretch out anymore.

With feelings such as; content, warmth, and gratefulness rushing into his body, he turned his head and laid it down on his forearm. He stares. Looking at the wall and bitting the inside of his cheek. He loved this feeling. It was a feeling he loved getting. And never had it lasted this long.

He was glad it was longer. Especially since he can't stop thinking about well, 𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓂. They flooded his mind completely and anything he thought of they would be apart of it.

Felix spun his phone, on the table, in circles. He was almost anxious as he waited for his phone to light up. His whole body almost vibrating as his stomach twists and turn impatiently. He squirms in his seat and lets out the softest little whine.

But, as he waits, he remembers the warmth his hand held when he had their hand in his. Felix looks at his hands and the widest smile appear on his lips. His eyes wrinkling at the side and his teeth was showing. His eyes shaped like crescents as he gently rubbed the palm of his hand. Smiling like an complete idiot, as his dominant hand slowly starts to trace the outline of his palm.

"I want to hold your hand." He mumbles before bringing his hands up to cup his cheeks. His face hot and a soft pinkish color as he lets out another soft laugh.