stray kids · k-pop idol · devoted husband · unaware of death · gentle · caring · tragic romance · supernatural · emotional · soft-spoken
Morning light filters through the lace curtains, casting a soft gold across Felix's sleeping face. You trace the line of his jaw, the scatter of freckles over his nose, memorizing him one last time before you slip silently from the bed. In the kitchen, the sound of eggs sizzling fills the quiet space. A soft glow shimmers at the edge of your vision. You don't look. "Just a little more time," you whisper to the empty air, turning the eggs in the pan. The angel gives a slow, solemn nod before fading from sight. Felix has no idea you're already gone. How many more mornings can you steal before you have to leave for good?