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jihyosdaughter · 4 months

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genre:fluff,tk

warnings:no

NON IDOL AU!

"-The center of the spinal cord is hollow and contains a structure called central canal, which contains..Are you even listening to me right now?"-

Blue haired boy glansed at his "teacher",who was currently trying to make Felix brain learn at least something before tomorrow's anatomy test. Meanwhile,his "student" clearly wasn't taking anything serious, currently holding his pen between lip stock, and dropped it because of his own smile,as he saw the serious expression of his roommate. Sometimes Jisung didn't even understand how Felix is still didn't dropped the college, even tho he wasn't trying to study. But, his good reputation was making it,probably.

"Repeat what I said earlier"-

"The brain,umm,is.." -Lix was obviously struggling to repeat all of that hard information, and what was even more obvious, that he wasn't listening. Bingo.

"Is that me?You don't like studying with me or something?I mean, if you really don.."

"No!Nonono,absolutely not!Why would you even think that?"-

"Cause you're all distracted,I can tell that your boring"-

"I mean..I would lie if that was not true,but..I jus.."

"Where is the human's smallest bone located?"

"Well,If you would really listening to me.." While saying this,Jishng hand slowly went right up to Yongbok's ear - one of his most sensetive spot,making one finger dig inside,wiggling it teasingly,scribbling his nail all over this little space.

"Whahat?How would I even know that?"

"aAUGH!" - Immediate reaction. He wiggle away that hard,that almost fall out of bed, that they two was currently sitting,making the other boy smirk.

"What was that?!?"-

Again.

This time Jisung use two hands.

"AUGHaaAh!WhAHAT thEfuhUCK AREHE YOuhuO THIHINKYouHuRE DOIHING?!"

Silent. Until,few seconds later, he got it.

"EARS!THE SMAHALES BONE IN MY EEAHAR!AUUGHUAW.."-He whined of unbearable ticklish that was

"-Whaht was that for? Don't tell me that your gonna contin...AUGH..."

"Correct. Absolutely correct. Has a mass of 2.5 milligrams and a size of 3−4 millimeters,which makes her the smallest possible bone in humans body." -The younger one replies innocently, as if he hadn't just driven the older one crazy.

The younger man's questions made the victim panic even more, as he realised that he didn't know the answer, and he didn't want to be tortured again. He doesn't even know what he's talking about. Muscles, nerves, bones. It's all so confusing and incomprehensible, it's like Jisung’s out of his mind and talking rubbish.

"-How many oblique muscles your's,or anyone else's body has?"-

But all his musings are quickly interrupted by an electrical sensation on his right side, which travels quickly through his entire body, sending thousands of impulses to his brain.

As Yongbok continued to squirm and laugh, Jisung couldn't help but feel a little guilty for using such a cruel method to get him to study. But it seemed to be working, as Yongbok's laughter soon turned into curse words as he tried to push Jisung away.

-AUGHaaAh! WHAHAT THEFUHUCK ARE YOU DOING?' Yongbok cried out, unable to control his laughter.

-How impolite..Don't you know that you need to respect subordination with your teacher?

"IHIHIM SOHOHRY!SOHORRYSORRYSOHORY" Felix apologized, though it was clear he wasn't actually remorseful. He was too busy giggling uncontrollably to care, his hands squeezing tightly together in an attempt to keep himself from falling apart. The ticklish sensation continued to fill his body as the boy's finger found new areas to explore, making his entire frame convulse as he tried (and failed) to hold it all in.

"I-I'll LEHEARN EHEVEHERYTHING! I SWEHEAHER! PLEAAHAHAS!"

"Let's speak in easier language. How many muscles you feel right now?" - Jisung asked, as he already was tickling both of Lix's sides, enjoying his roommate's suffering.

"AHAH!TWOHOHAHA!WHYYHY"

"Soo?".

"IIHIH HAHAVE TWOHOH OHOHBLIHIQUEHE MUHUHSCLEHES!AAAAHHGG"-Lix barely got out a reply that was pretty hard to understand because of his own screaming.

"Exactly. See, it's not that complicated if you think logically," Jisung teased the older man with a wicked grin on his face.What a sadist.

"Please...Stop...please...I can't take it."

The blue-haired boy squeaked pitifully with puppy dog eyes, trying to evoke a little sympathy and mercy for himself. But, Han, by the way, didn't really care much. How can you stop when there is such painfully fun, free entertainment.

"Great. What do you know about the iliac bones?" -Jisung asked innocently, as it wasn't obvious that the younger had absolutely idea what this whole phrase meant.

Poor Lix didn't even have time to catch his breath, before a new batch of abuse was on its way. Shit.

"I..I don't know, maybe-Here? Or here? Shit, Soongie, show me already, please, I-"

All his pleas were quickly cut short by a single movement. Jisung didn't hesitate long, he rolled Lix onto his back, sat on his thighs and pressed his hands against his chest.

Before he could digest the information that his best friend was now LITERALLY pinning him on his own bed. Jisung, with the same nasty smile, moved back a little, giving himself access to those very bad iliac bones.

"- Just wait till I get you Han Jisung. You'll be laughing so hard you won't be able to talk for days."

Jisung just grinned wider, repeating the question.

"Awww, you don't know? What a pity, Yongbok"

Ignoring the empty threats and a series of swear words, Han began to massage the sensitive bones in a circular motion, starting at the bottom and working his way up to the waist.

The screaming, cackling, and uncontrollable laughter continued to pour into Jisung's ears. At least the dorm had soundproofing, and no outsiders would hear the nightmare that was going on outside the walls of this evil room

"AAAAAAAAAAAAUHHHAAHAA!NONONONOPLEASEPLEASEPLEASEJISUNGHAHAHAHAHAHAH!IHIHIMSOHOHOSOHOHORYHYHY"

"Youohuh ahare sihimply a sadist"- Lix finally caught some breath to say that, breathing heavily.

Jisung even start laughing by himself, finding this whole situation so funny that he just simply couldn't hold his laugh anymore.Soon enough Felix's laughter became silent, making Jisung realize that that's really enough.

In the end, Yongbok did manage to retain some of the information, much to Jisung's relief. And even though their study session may have been unorthodox, they both had a good time and Yongbok hadn't lost his focus completely.

As they finished up their study session and got ready for bed, Jisung couldn't help but sneak one last tickle attack on Yongbok, making them both laugh well into the night. Maybe this kind of studying wouldn't be so bad after all..?

I really appreciate all of your support for me,even tho I'm not very active, I just wanna say that I love you all so so so much and I wanna wish everyone whoever read this a wonderful year,I hope that everyone will get their presents and enjoy holiday. also hope that war in my country will end very very soon and I will live my youth just like I did before.thank you.

#skz fluff #skz fic #skz fanfic #stray kids fic #jilix #kpop tickle #kpop tickling #stray kids tickle #skz tickle #kpop fic #sfw tk community #tickle fic #han jisung #lee felix #lee felix fluff #han jisung fluff #jisung fluff #non idol au

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five-star-stay · 5 months

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Spare fic recs please!

Some Conditions:

+ on ao3

+ han jisung centric

+ any ship or no ship.

- no non con

- no mpreg

- no incomplete fics

- no infidelity

- no x reader or x oc or genderbending

#han jisung #stray kids #fic recs #PLEASE ANSWER MY PLEA #skz #han #fanfiction #minsung #chansung #binsung #hyunsung #jilix #jeongsung #seungsung

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chrisbangsbf · 1 year

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what are friends for?

Pairing: Jisung/Felix

Rating: Explicit 18+

Word Count: 1k

Tags and Warnings: friends with benefits, kink exploration, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, milking, blow job, come as lube

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"Keep going," Jisung begs, voice strained.

“You sure?”

Jisung nods quickly, reaching up to grasp onto Felix’s bicep and, once again, plead for him to continue. “Yeah, I'm so sure," he moans, "Fuck, Felix... please.”

#han jisung x lee felix #jisung x felix #jilix #ship: jilix #skz fanfic #stray kids fanfic #skz smut #stray kids smut #chrisbangsbf #jilix smut #jisung #felix #stray kids #skz #my fics #bottom jisung #top felix

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jooieluvr · 8 months

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Prologue

Prince Felix, youngest son to his majesty King JYP, has fallen hopelessly in love with a mere peasant.

But which secrets are to be kept and shared to ensure their relationship's survival in this vicious world of scandals and loyal connections?

TW// minor-ish character death, sadness, illness, grief

Forever its been like this. All three Princes have always had the freedom to walk wherever they please, making themselves well known in the kingdom. Of course none of this goes on without the watchful eye of the King.

King Jinyoung has feared for his sons safety umpteen times before. Worry burdens him on bringing them up in such a secretive world that comes with being a royal, especially without a mother.

Unfortunately each previous queen had contracted a life threatening disease after birthing one son. All resulting in death. Not one would grow up with the biological love of their real mother. Except Felix.

Prince Felix, JYP's youngest son has been lucky enough to be brought up with his mother, an accepting queen. She took in the two older Princes as if they were her own.

She'd overlook JYP's eldest son, Prince Jinyoung's fencing often even sparing with him. Each match has been tallyed against the old brick wall, the winner makes the new mark. Guards around the castle place bets and at the turning of each month all come to watch the Prince and his stepmother spar.

Prince Christopher, JYP's second son, also enjoys his time with the new queen, strolling through the garden, tending to the roses and wondering through the village below assisting the citizens when they can. Helping the farmers with their animals, bakers in their kitchens and other people around in their everyday lives. Each week, together, they'd chose the most beautiful blooming flowers to sit on the dining table. Both pure hearts of gold.

And then there's Felix. Little 4 year old Felix. Full of such innocence, joy and bubbly life, there was never a dull moment when he was around like having a playful puppy. Whenever he went on walks with his mum and older brother he'd always share smiles with everyone. Many times before his mother let him visit the kids at the daycare.

There only one person stood out to Felix. Han Jisung. From the first time Felix had seen him there he was always interested in the other boy. Jisung was so different from the others. He never played with a big group of kids, often alone. He'd read and make up stories so Felix found out by following him all day.

As time went by the two warmed up to each other. They'd sit side by side reading, make forts with wooden blocks and pillows, every toy spread out to hold kiddy sized balls in the comfort of their little safe zone.

The little prince would take the commoner boy by the hands and begin to dance. Jisung being ever so amazed that he was even friends with the prince in the first place. The slightly older kid would gawk in amazement at the stories Felix told. He knew he'd never actually get to attend any royal function being a measly peasant's son, but his freckled friend made everyday special for him as if they were equal and of the same.

With having two older brothers Felix loved having a friend other than them. Jisung just understood him along with the needs and wants of being a kid. Needing someone there to share treats with, to hold hands as to not get lost and a shoulder to cry on when things turned for the worst.

Just like all three princes need right now.

The fencing room was abandoned, the roses in the garden wilted to a colourless death and the young prince fell silent. Jinyoung had already retreated to his room from the all too familiar scene. Twice had he seen this, not again did he want to. All the pain and sorrow from the previous had hit him just as hard if not harder than this.

Chris slouched as the wondered to the garden clipping off what was left of the lifeless roses. A lack of effort and care sent the debris from the bush flying across the yard. He didn't care anymore. It was dead to him in both literal and symbolic sence.

JYP sat silent in his throne. A lone hand glossing over where once another more feminine one would lie on his shoulder in times of reassurance. Now servants came in to lift the chair to the king's right. Discard of it, or at least away with it for now.

Felix, however, never moved. He was there. The last one to touch her, to hold her, to look into her eyes and tell her he loved her. Unfortunately he was the last to say goodbye. As her hand had grown colder the boy rested his head against his mother's flesh. A tear had rolled down his cheek ever so slowly as he looked so desperately into her eyes before she whispered a quick and fleeting 'I love you', caressed his tear away and let go of what she had left.

The silk white sheets of the grand four poster bed the passing queen had layed became drenched with the salty tears of the youngest prince. Cries of pain echoed through the halls never halting for a second until suddenly they muffled a bit.

A hand just as small as Felix's had tapped his shoulder before he turned around and fell into the other's arms. Jisung was Felix's spotter, there to catch him when he fell. Especially when he needed to fall most, and hauled each other back up to march on the road to come. One without a queen, the other, his mother.

#Straying Royals #HoneyBearBubie fanfic #Jilix #Jilix Royal AU #King JYP #Prince Jinyoung #Prince Chris #Prince Felix #this fic will become quite mature #Jisung x Felix #stay #stray kids #stray kids fanfic #prologue

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thotforcsy · 1 year

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white lies

(♡) fandom: skz (♡) pairing: jisung/felix (♡) rating: mature (♡) WIP

THE PROBLEM: Operation Get Jisung A Romantic Friend, a mission that all of his friends at SNU have pledged their hearts to, is turning Jisung's life into a living hell. If he has to go on one more blind date, he's going to fucking scream.

THE SOLUTION: make out like he's already dating someone else. The fake-boyfriend of choice? Lee Felix: cute, plausible enough to be dating and – most importantly – currently studying in Australia where no one from SNU can sniff him out.

Has Jisung talked to Felix since graduation? No. Is Felix aware of the fact that he’s Jisung’s fake-boyfriend? Also no. Will that stop Jisung from telling everyone that he’s dating Felix anyway? Of course not. What’s the worst that could even happen? It’s not like Felix is ever going to find out about any of this, right?

Right?

Shit.

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#jilix #c: han jisung #c: lee felix #stray kids #skz #skz fic #s: jilix #pseud: flying dream #jasmine's skz fics #ao3 link #fake dating #friends to lovers #college au #fluff #humour

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ibitesoob · 9 months

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𝗡𝗨𝗗𝗘𝗦.

𝐅𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐗 𝐱 𝐉𝐈𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐆 - 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜!

in wattpad (sad fic)

Sinopse: Estava tudo normal, até Lee Felix mandar um seminude sem querer para seu melhor amigo e fazer sua vida virar de ponta cabeça.

#wattpad #br #fanfic #hanlix #jilix #felix #lee felix #stray kids #han jisung #han #jisung #minsung #changlix #+18 #sad #sad fic

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allthefoolishdreams · 3 months

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one thing about me is that im going to make everyone bisexual in my fics

#thats my bisexual agenda <3 #enjoy this jilix snippet bc im almost done with the fic (i know i said that weeks ago but i mean it this time)#pls ignore how many times i used 'um' lmao #foolish musings

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safeira · 1 year

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Good Game (But You're Better)

Rating: E

Pairing: Jilix

Word Count: 2,272

Summary:

When Felix walks in on Jisung playing his hentai games, he can't get what he sees out of his mind and decides to make him an offer he can't refuse.

A sexy offer.

AO3 Tags: Alternate Universe - Not K-Pop Idols, Smut, PWP, Friends with Benefits

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#ao3skzfic #ao3skzsmut #jilix #skz fic #skz smut #skz smut fic

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fuckyeahskzfics · 6 months

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And End

Title: And End Author: cherryjaem Pairing: Jisung/Felix Length: Chaptered Rating: T Genre: Hanahaki!AU, Platonic relationship, Unrequited love, Friendship, Angst Warnings: blood, vomitting.

Summary: Jisung shouldn't have believed Felix when he said he was fine, because he's not. Nothing is.

#skz #skz fics #skz fic recs #jilix #jisung: felix #chaptered #rating: t #hanahaki!AU #platonic relationship #unrequited love #friendship #angst #tw: blood #tw: vomitting

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autumnnamm · 9 months

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vanilla and buttercream

fandom: skz

pairing: jisung/felix

rating: general

completed (1/1)

It’s 10:48 pm on a Thursday in December when someone chucks a rock at the window of Felix’s childhood bedroom, effectively shattering the glass and pulling him out of his own spiraling thoughts. He let his phone fall out of his hand and peers out to the rest of his room, taking in the heavy-looking rock and the small shards of glass littered the floor. Curiously, Felix skirts around the shattered glass and pokes his bleach-blonde head out the window.

Han Jisung stands just below it, a grocery bag in one hand and another rock in the other. He grins up at Felix, smile weary, but genuine all the same.

(or: The world is ending and Jisung brought cake)

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#jilix #stray kids #skz #skz fic #ao3 link #hurt no comfort #vabc #vanilla and buttercream #s: jilix #c: jisung #c: felix #writing #my writing #my fic

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artsiwat · 1 year

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Bem me quer, mal me quer

29.03.2023

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rairecs · 2 years

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title: you and me author: flying_dream rating: explicit wordcount: 200182 pairing: han jisung/lee felix summary:

When Jisung moves to Seoul for university, he just wants a fresh start. Study a course he actually enjoys, possibly make some new friends, find meaning in his life again: the works.

Then he meets Lee Felix and his entire world turns upside down.

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chrisbangsbf · 1 year

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on the grind

Paring: Jisung/Felix

Rating: Explicit 18+

Word Count: 2.3k

Tags and Warnings: semi public sexual content, exhibitonism, car sex, grinding, coming in pants

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"You're gonna have to sit still," Jisung complains. Or I'll get hard, is what he doesn't say.

Felix looks way too fucking coy and beautiful sitting on top of him like this, like some dangerously tempting little sex fairy, but he is also sort of crushing Jisung's cock and balls right now – and not in the good way.

#jilix #ship: jilix #han jisung x lee felix #jisung x felix #skz fanfic #stray kids fanfic #skz smut #stray kids smut #chrisbangsbf #stray kids #skz #jisung #felix #my fics

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jooieluvr · 7 months

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Chapter 1

Prince Felix, youngest son to his majesty King JYP, has fallen hopelessly in love with a mere peasant.

But which secrets are to be kept and shared to ensure their relationship's survival in this vicious world of scandals and loyal connections?

TW// mentions of injury, memories/reminiscing about the deceased (like a lot I didn’t realise how much I had)

The evergreen hooded cape trailed behind him as he ran through the streets, quickly greeting those who caught his eye. His destination? The same as every other day, when he had enough time on his hands. Although this time with a few stops along the way.

Some children followed the teen and played around his feet. Not long after scolding began from their parents, warnings to not be in the way of foot traffic. With that they waved off the boy before retreating to their mothers. Oh how the older missed his own. What little memories he still had flooded back. A tear brought to his eye. He slowly came to a stop along the sun kissed cobblestone path. A feint vision before him, like ghosts haunting his memory fondly. His mother gliding down the stairs that led further through into the village below, guiding a tiny hand. The slither of a smile grimaced to the young man’s face. Moments he will never have again, but will still be forever cherished. A deep yet gentle voice finally brought him out of his trance.

"Good morn young Prince!", the village baker called out the window with a steaming tray of fresh buns. Felix's first stop - the bakery. "Good day sir!", he was not a moment later met with the smell of the finest savoury scrolls as the royal entered the small shop.

The small ring of the doors bell signified his presence to the Baker's little daughter. "Daddy! Daddy! Prince Felix is here!"

"Yes, I know Delilah. Here to collect your order I suppose?", the bearded old man set down his tray to retrieve a small box. Whilst said man was doing so the blonde turned to the little girl in a paper crown and slightly floured dress. Felix flashed her a friendly smile before deciding to play with her a little while her father gathered the order.

"Ah, Good morning fine Lady Delilah", he bowed just as he would to real authority like fellow royals. Head tucked down slightly, right foot crossed over behind the left leg. Toes pointing sharp, left hand supporting tailbone, right at the heart to show loyalty, and slowly down from the waist to raise back up.

"And a good morning to you Prince Felix", she curtsied as best she could before running up to the visitor. Stepping up on his toes Felix began to waltz around with the little girl. His cape again fluttering with the twirling movements, mimicking the leaves in the late summer breeze.

Soon enough the baker came back. He handed the treats to the Prince for inspection as he does with every other customer. Keeping his customers happy was his main priority. He loved the look on their faces when they stared in awe at their order. Looking even more magnificent than they described to him. Although Felix's order was pretty simple he still wanted to see the sparkle in his eyes. Just as his mother’s would when she had treats made for their royal family picnics. Sure enough they sparkles just the same.

Felix's freckled cheeks lit up at the sight. He carefully picked up Delilah to take a look at what he came here for. Her eyes began to sparkle as well.

On top of this box was the prince's name in a neat calligraphy followed by the name of his best friend, written equally as beautiful. As Felix lifted the lid with care, another scent flooded his nose. Sweet cinnamon rolls sat in front of him. A matching identical pair. Crisp golden rolls coated in the finest clear glaze and dusted, just lightly, with caster sugar. He couldn't wait to sit and enjoy these with his best friend.

"They look so good", Felix praised before taking another wiff of the warm scent "And smell just as amazing"

"I helped daddy glaze them for you" Delilah piped up, gleaming at the two males. Felix set her down on her feet again after flashing her another bright smile and kissing her on the back of the hand.

"Thank you so much, both of you. They're beautiful." The younger dove into his pouch to retrieve a small bag full of gold coins. He sat it on the counter for the baker to count while he gave the little girl a high five. Delilah had to jump to reach Felix's equally small hand. He praised the young girl on her handiwork in the bakery, wondering if her future is as set in stone has his own. Would she one day take over the bakery, but more importantly, would she make this skill, this family business, her own. What new things could this young soul bring to the table when it’s her time to shine?

"F-Felix", the baker stopped his train of thought "This is too much." The prince scoffed before yet again flashing his pearly whites. "Nonsense. You do such a good job anyone would be willing to pay more than what you expect. Take it, you deserve more than what you get."

The older man smiled. For years, even before Prince Jinyoung was born, he'd been hard at work in that very same kitchen. Baking treats of all kinds everyone adored. It meant the world to him that the youngest prince of all three could see past all other factors and learn to love something as simple as a local baker. His mother taught him well.

The cook released a sigh from deep within his throat, "Thank you so much Felix." This time it was the baker's eyes that sparkled. Full to the brim with gratitude.

After a few more kind words and securing the box safely in his hip bag, Felix bid his goodbyes. Delilah however had one more thing to add. “Prince Felix”, she started off cutely, “Do you think I’ll ever marry a handsome Prince like you one day? My daddy is only a baker after all.” After a quick moment of thought Felix beamed once more.

"Honey, with a father like your's teaching you your way around the kitchen, you could bake your way into any man's heart and stomach." Her eyes shone with hope at those words, in love with the fact someone held such faith in a mere peasant girl.

Bidding his farewells Felix continued on through the cobblestoned streets, dodging horse-drawn carts and townspeople out for their morning market walk. Down a short alley tucked neatly between a tailors and a shoe shop was a quaint florist. Butterflies and bees, all insects of glorious nature, sizes and colours lined the bricked walls. Velvety floral scents whisked the Prince back to walks in the garden with his older brother, and his beloved mother.

Felix's steps slowed as he navigated his way into the short dead ended alley. The memory of his own youthful laughter rang through his ears. When Chris and his mother would swing the 4-year-old between them, hand in hand, through between the rose bushes. A small bandage had donned his left hand after insisting to help with the roses, his toddler nature unconscious to danger, resulted in a few pricks to the hand. Nothing the Queen couldn’t fix. In fact it was a good lesson to Christopher on how to treat these wounds should they ever come up. Albeit bandaging a hand of thorn pricks would be easier on literally anyone who wasn’t a 4-year-old personification of sunshine turned monsoon, but now he was prepared for anything at least. The bright flora before him now serves as a mere reminisce of his childhood.

12 years it had been, or perhaps 13, Felix's late adolescent mind still dented with trauma makes it hard to remember clearly. What he does remember though, is that he misses his mother. The fingertips of his free left hand dance over and between the petals of a bunch of daisies like his mother used to dance in the garden with him and now through his long distant memories.

"Prince Felix", the kind elderly florist. She had just dismissed another customer before greeting the Prince. Her slightly dirt ridden apron hung from her neck, loosely tied from her waist. A frail form she was, slightly hunched forwards, however she was not alone in running the business. Her husband, equally as old but in a better physique, just behind the counter putting together a lovely bouquet, perhaps for a wedding in town? Regardless it looked magnificent.

“Madame Marline, are you well?” Felix took both of her hands in his own, made sure to speak clearly while looking into her sky blue eyes. Her hearing has been going over the past few years, her health deteriorating year by year however, as long as she has her doting husband by her side, she will tell you she has never been better.

“That would depend my dear boy. Have I got any chance of seeing another royal wedding in my lifetime?”, her thinning eyebrows rose with a hint of mischief “Another royal baby perhaps?”

“Marline!”, her husband gasped, gaining the attention of both.

“Oh no Madame,” Felix giggled, again soeakinh clearly for the woman to hear, “I’m afraid my father is a bit too far on in his life to consider another child, let alone a wife”. A soft slap to his arm from the elderly woman made him giggle a little more, his cheeks brightening with his smile.

“I meant you, you little rascal, surely some princess has caught your eye.” A gruff knowing cough broke her comment, a look thrown her way from her husband who was now spraying some of the arrangements near the two conversing outside. “Oh or Prince. But wouldn’t a Princess be a better suit?” Her attention now to her husband despite still being with Felix’s grasp. “Don’t you think Felix would have some nice strong healthy sons and beautiful daughters with one of the princesses from a few kingdoms over?”

The Prince squeezed her hands to bring her attention back to him “Madame, I have no lover”

“Then what about your brothers? One of you has to either get married or have children before I kick the bucket. And if you don’t have a lover then why come in for flowers hmm?” At that last question the blonde was at a loss for words. Opening and closing his mouth for an explanation that only seems to be replaced with airy breaths. “It’s not the anniversary of your mother’s passing, that was 4 months ago. So if you aren’t going to visit her, who are these flowers for?”

Felix wishes he could give Marline a straightforward answer, he really does. However she is so head strong on the Prince having a heterosexual relationship with a neighbouring princess he would feel bad for bursting her bubble. Not only that but the prospects of today were, risky. Flowers were the subtle positive gesture. He was unsure of his heart’s direction but he felt he needed to do something special for his friend.

“A friend,” he mused, “a friend having a hard time as of late”

“Felix, in all due respect you specifically asked for pink flowers to be added to the bunch” the gruff elderly man handed him a small bouquet of flowers, surrounded with brown paper and tied gently at the stems with twine.

“Yes, pink makes this friend of mine happy,” reaching into his pockets again Felix fished out the small handful of gold that he was quoted for the arrangement. Letting them clink into the old man’s hand. “Besides, if I was trying to “woo” and court someone wouldn’t I ask for something much more grand?” Ah yes, the perfect bait, and they took it.

“Touché, but I still want to see one last royal wedding before I die, and I’d prefer it to be yours dear boy”

Felix smiled once more. Sure Madame Marline was elderly and stubborn but he know that in the middle of it all she has a good heart. “I will be sure to tell my brothers of your wishes Madame.” He glanced to the sky as if asking for the time. “I’ve places to be, I will be sure to catch up again another time”. The blonde prince waved goodbye to the elderly couple, wishing them well and turning out into the town again, continuing on his way.

He kept walking onwards further towards the outskirts of town, where the yards were bigger and fields were fuller. Before the cobblestone turns to dirt and gravel is a quiet bridge that leads out of town. Nothing too extravagant, just a simple stone structure to get across the slow running river. His steps again stopped for a moment, taking in the sight. Hearing the birds flutter past. Gazing down over the edge at the clear clean water that ran beneath the bridge. Cool and calming. Reassuring in an odd way. None the less he continued. the clicking of his heels on the stone path turned to crunches onto the gravel paths further from town.

His feet led him to a familiar cottage on the outskirts, used as a farm house for the adjacent field of sunflowers, not quite ready to bloom, and further on the various crops. Felix’s hands ran slightly sweaty. Nervous? He didn’t get nervous! He was the prince! A prince with a very dear best friend.

This friend had been acting strange as of late. Possibly due to being so busy. Often times in the past few weeks, Felix had found him loading a cart of produce from nearby paddocks to send into town or to neighbouring villages. The spring harvest had been ripe and plentiful this year and not a single bit of it was to go to waste. Neither men have had time to enjoy each other’s company in almost a month.

Felix recalls wanting to help when the first few loads were packed, however his father had to haul him back into town for the Harvest Festival. Something about blessing the produce, tradition, good fortune, bleh. The young prince never paid full attention to that stuff. Just sat there and looked pretty.

He ran a thin hand through his golden fringe. Effortlessly pushing the hair back for it all to fall back into place again. His gaze then floated from the cottage to a hill not too far ahead. A familiar figure resting against the soft lush green grass. Laying peacefully, allowing the warm summer breeze to whisp his hair just the same as it fluttered the Prince's cloak.

Fluttering.

Gently.

Calmly.

Thud-dump

#Straying Royals #HoneyBearBubie fanfic #Jilix #Jilix Royal AU #King JYP #Prince Jinyoung #Prince Chris #Prince Felix #Jisung x Felix #stay #straykids #StrayKids fanfic #chapter 1 #there’s gonna be a lot of fluffiness at the start but with everything I have planned for this fic enjoy the fluffy gay stuff while it lasts #😈

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