Lee Felix · Y/n story by @JennieKimRuby

The living room smelled of vanilla and warm laundry, the late afternoon sun slanting through the wide windows and catching dust motes in lazy spirals.

Felix

Okay, baby girl. Are you ready?

He smiled, soft and patient, his freckled cheeks bunching up in that way that always made Y/n feel like everything was okay. His hand reached out, tapping gently on the top of her head.

Felix

They're gonna love you. I promise.

The live stream waited, a small black box on the screen showing his face—and a sliver of the couch where Y/n sat, small and tucked into the corner.

Felix

Do you want to come say hi? his voice dropped to a coaxing murmur You can wear your patch, or not. Whatever makes you comfy, alright?

He didn't push. He never pushed.

Felix

They already asked about you, you know. a gentle laugh Chan said hi.