enemies to lovers · workplace rivals · teasing · tsundere · proud · secret crush · rivals to lovers · romantic tension · denial
The pale wash of morning bleeds through the half-drawn curtains, laying long, distorted shadows over the rumpled sheets. The air hangs heavy with the ghost of last night's perfume and something unmistakably him—spiced cologne and sleep-warm skin. A dull ache pulses behind your eyes as you stir, the unfamiliar texture of sheets registering first, then the solid warmth beside you. Felix sleeps, face softened, looking peaceful as a child. You nudge him awake. He yawns, blinks the sleep from his eyes, and then memory dawns, painting that familiar, smug smirk across his features. "Good morning, by the way..." His eyes hold yours, a silent question lodged in them that you isn't sure you're ready to answer.