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[19:24] - lee felix

requested? Y/N

genre: fluffly fluffy fluff, fiancée!felix, just a cute lil evening drive

content warnings: a lil self doubt from reader

wc: 1k

a/n: yes i am mildly obsessed with writing random fluff drabbles atm sue me 🤧 isn't this like my 5th day in a row now haha, wonder how long i can keep it going :') i am also obsessed with fiancée/husband felix and also night drives so here is whatever this is 👉🏻👈🏻 feedback is always very appreciated, i read literally everyone's tags and they've been making me feel RIDICULOUSLY soft recently so thank you all for that 💞💕💞💕💞💕

Wind weaved through your hair as you looked out at the blur of green passing beside you, chin resting cupped in your left hand. The sun was setting, a mere glint on the horizon behind masses of trees, the sky a stunning pastiche of soft pinks, bold oranges, and fluffy wisps of clouds outlined in sparkling gold. Your eyes took it all in as you inhaled deeply, a gentle smile pulling up the corners of your lips.

You were slightly startled from your daze as a hand came down to rest on your thigh. Slim fingers squeezed the flesh slightly, teasingly even, though your eyes and thoughts were immediately drawn to the simple yellow gold band sitting snugly on his ring finger, gleaming in the light. Your smile deepened as you set your hand atop his and looked over at your own ring on your other hand; slightly more elaborate, with your favourite gemstone sat amongst small crystals on an otherwise simple, narrow, white gold band. Eventually you allowed your gaze to move up to your fiancée, heart melting as you did. Golden hour suited him well, somehow both softening the strength of his face and accentuating his bold features. It highlighted the planes of them perfectly, and before you knew it, you were staring, wondering if you ever wouldn't be in total awe of the man you still couldn't believe had agreed to marry you.

"Is there something on my face? Oh you're practically drooling, doll," Felix smirked tauntingly, eyes glimmering with boyish mischief. He pulled off a roundabout and onto a long, empty road, allowing him to finally return your gaze properly, however shortly. He grinned as you blushed and looked back down at your hands, the cool breeze beginning to raise goosebumps on your skin. He noticed immediately, removing his hand from your leg to rummage around blindly in the back seat for a moment. The flesh tingled, still slightly weighty as if his hand had never left - as if he'd inexplicably marked you with its print forever. After a few seconds he produced a large hoodie; your favourite of his. He tossed it onto your lap, smile mellowing, and returned his hand to rest on your thigh, spreading a comfort and familiarity in your chest that almost brought you to tears. You could never have thought such security existed. "What are you thinking about, darling?" He asked quietly, voice almost carried away on the wind, his own hair playing at his neck and rippling around his forehead as he focused on the road. You pulled the homey material over your head and began playing with his fingers, twisting his ring around and holding his hand in different ways as you took in his scent and revelled in its warmth.

"I can't believe we're engaged," was all you could respond, hushed voice making it sound like your biggest secret. He shot you a grin, interlacing his fingers with yours and giving your hand a gentle squeeze.

"I can, everyone is grossed out every time they're in the same room as us," he pointed out with a chuckle, to which you rolled your eyes derisively.

"True, just…" You faltered, again turning your gaze to the scenery out of the window, admiring the small blue and red wildflowers that were beginning to bloom as time passed slowly further into spring. "I can't believe you're real sometimes. Someone so perfect has agreed to marry me of all people," He frowned, although you couldn't see it, and squeezed your hand again.

"Uh oh, looks like someone's taken too many 'chat absolute shit' pills," he hummed seriously, causing you to snort.

"What are you talking about?" you giggled, both of you tearing your eyes from the blurred road at the same time to share an amused look.

"I'm not perfect, and you know it. You've seen me at my lowest moments just as I have yours. You just see your own flaws more than mine because you're surrounded by them all the time," You hummed at his words, biting the inside of your cheek slightly.

"Being at your lowest doesn't make you any less perfect, Lix,"

"Maybe to you," he smiled, letting the other half of his sentence hang stifling in the air for a moment as he made a right turn and checked the GPS. "But you're perfect to me no matter what too, so. Checkmate, or whatever." He grinned, tongue poking at his teeth, and you couldn't help but bring his hand to your lips to place an appreciative kiss on the back of it. You moved away from the door and snuggled your head into the crook of his neck the best the current situation would allow. His arm was still outstretched into your lap, leaving you wrapped around it like a koala. A blush burned at the tips of his ears, and you shut your eyes upon seeing it in silent satisfaction. Felix was just as awestruck as you were, and you hoped your mutual adoration would last long into the lives you'd now promised each other. "I love you just as you are, so even if you don't feel that way about yourself, don't put down the love of my life like that." You nodded against his shoulder as his deep voice sent vibrations through you, as ever thankful for the fact he always knew exactly what to say. You didn't fully understand it sometimes, but he was with you for a reason (or many, as he'd rather put it,) and you trusted him enough to believe in his sincerity.

Twilight began to blossom, purples and blues fighting through the muddle of warm tones and argent stars taking their places to twinkle amongst the glowing half moon that was already set high above you. As he pulled onto another desolate road he dared lower his face to plant a hurried kiss onto your forehead, to which you responded by pressing your lips to his jaw and nuzzling further into his shoulder. You weren't really headed anywhere in particular, just enjoying the evening together, and you hoped tonight he'd allow you to stretch this forming memory just a little longer after the sky became dark.