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BY CN
Description: You're gaming with Felix.
Word Count: 0.8k ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Another round," Felix smiled, looking over to you.
"Hell yes," you said, not ready to accept defeat. You two have been playing multiple different multiplayer games for hours now, and he's managed to beat you every single time. Felix wasn't the best gamer, but he seemed to be a master against you. And you couldn't seem to beat him no matter how hard you tried. His little smug laugh after every win, it infuriated you. You desperately needed to beat him somehow. You've now settled on some 2-player fighter game.
"You're sticking with that character, " he mocked as you stubbornly hovered over the same character that you started with. "I've already beat you three times," he teased.
"How about you leave me alone??" you snapped back, ignoring him and selecting the same one.
"Oh, Y/n, your competitiveness is showing," he taunted, giggling at how irritated you got.
"Just start the game," you sighed as you rolled your eyes, leaning up to the edge of the couch.
"Okay, I'm sorry," he said, halting his laughter and starting the game.
"Don't try to go easy on me," you glanced over at him as the loading screen built anticipation.
"Trust me, I won't," he assured you. The game gave a 3-second countdown before actually starting, and within seconds, immediately getting pelted by Felix's relentless attacks. Your health was already halfway gone before getting a single hit.
"HOW!!" you yelled as you continued trying your combo attacks, mashing buttons with little to no hope. The big KO appeared on the screen, followed by his egotistically smug laughter. "Babe, please let me win once," you quickly conceded, grabbing his thigh, your eyes pleading with him.
"Fuck no, I'm on a winning streak," he continued laughing as the game resettled to the character selection. "Same character," he smirked, looking over to you. You sucked your teeth as you moved away from him, re-grabbing the remote and re-focusing on the game.
"Start," you coldly sneered. You wanted to beat him so bad, wipe that damn smile off his face. You set up a sure plan as you waited for it to load. All you had to do was find a way to strike first. If you could get the first hit, you were guaranteed to win. Felix looked over to you; he thought it was cute how determined you were to win. The way he could tell you were formulating a plan in your head, watching the way your eyebrows scrunched at the screen. He loved nothing more than playing with you.
After the countdown, you set your plan in motion. Not sure exactly how but it was working. Both of you were silent, only the game's sound effects and the clicking of your remote buttons filling the room. "KO!!" you yelled, jumping up from the couch. "I won; I fucking beat you," you pointed at him, returning the smug laugh to him.
"You beat me. How the hell did you do that??" he dramatically said, putting the remote on the table. Looking up to you to see if you believe him.
You could instantly hear his forced tone. "You let me win," you said, dropping your smile.
"What?? Why would I do that?? You won on your own," he quickly said, defending himself.
"That's not fair," you softly said, sitting back down and crossing your arms at him. Of course, he did; there was no way you could've actually beat him on your own.
"Why are you upset??" he said, taking the other remote and putting it by the other.
"Cause you let me win," you annoyingly said.
"I didn't."
"Yes, you did," you huffed, uncrossing your arms and standing up from the couch. Felix quickly grabbed your arm, pulled you back down to the couch, and climbed on top of you.
"It was just a game, y/n," he said, pinning your arms down underneath him.
"I know," you pouted, still visibly upset.
"Do I have to kiss your pout away??" he smiled, looking down at you. "Cause I will," he continued to say. You slightly smiled back, letting go of some of your anger.
"Well, if you're going too, I'd do it really soon," you arrogantly say. He laughed as he leaned down, stopping right before your lips. "Felix," you whined with your eyes closed, gently hitting your hand against his arm. He smiled, taking your lips with his, softly pulling at them, moving his hands to hold your face as he gently deepened the kiss.
"Happy now," he said as he pulled away from you, leaning up off you.
"Not yet," you said, this time pushing him down and sitting on top of him. I have a lot of anger right now, and I need some way to let it out," you continued to say, smirking down at him.
"Is that so??" he smirked back as he held firmly onto your waist.
"Mhm," you affirmably added, nodding your head.
"Right here on this couch," he asked as he let his hand creep under your shirt, gripping tightly on your waist as he held you down over his lap.
"Right here," you smiled, leaning down quickly and kissing him.
"Okay, then let it out," he smiled back at you, pulling your lips back into his.
