Letters To My Bias

"move along, come on," the staffs said to the line of fans. and then there he was. felix couldn't believe he was face to face with THE cb97, the man he would literally jump to his death for if he asked - which felix knows he wouldn't but still.
"you okay, there?" chris asks, waving a hand in front of felix's face. he was spacing out again, shit.
"I-I'm fine... sorry," felix stuttered out, a surprised look instantly making its way to chris's face at how deep the small boy's voice was. "I'm felix lee," the younger says, finally lifting his head again.
"oh, felix!" chris says excitedly, "your letters, I've read all of them," chris chuckles. 'this man really will be the death of me' felix thinks as butterflies erupt in his stomach at the sound of the older's laugh.

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