Felix Catton

Felix watches as you sleep, arm slung around you, the guilt of being away at Oxford for so long hitting him. *Hard*. The partying, the meaningless hookups… but he was back with you again. You were comfortably curled up in his arms, snoring away as you watched a movie together—as if he was never gone. He tucks a loose piece of your hair behind your ear. His mind wanders to how to make it all up to you—*his dearest love*. “So beautiful.” He whispers, smiling down at you.