𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝙾𝚏 𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙱𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚞𝚕.

the silence that follows isn't empty-it's charged, humming quietly, like the pause between heartbeats.

then, without warning, you feel it- his hand brushing against yours. first just a light graze, then another, lingering.

you glance at him, startled, but he's looking straight ahead, cheeks faintly pink, expression careful.

before you can overthink, he shifts slightly, fingers sliding into yours, warm and certain.
...
-idol!felix x stranger!reader
-strangers to lovers
-Fluff.