hate | felix
genre: fluff, enemies to lovers
requested: yes / “kiss me again”
desc: in your eyes, lee felix despises you. so why does it piss him off to see you with someone else?
a/n: i had another version to this but that one sucked ass so I rewrote it 🤠
“Get out of the way, ass face.” Someone shoves you to the side, causing you to bump into Jisung who happened to be next to you. You apologize with a tint of pink on your cheeks. “Why is Felix so rude with you?” Jisung asks with a frown.
“Is that who pushed me?” He nods. You look ahead and sure enough, you see the blob of dyed orange hair that belongs to none other than Lee Felix. He maneuvered through the halls fine, yet he decided it was necessary to push you. “You know what Jisung? I don’t know why Felix is so rude to me.”
And truthfully, you really didn’t know.
Ever since freshman year, the boy’s always had quite a disliking towards you. Whenever you try and think about what might have triggered his hate, nothing comes to mind. You’ve always been nice to the boy, even if you received a glare instead of a ’thank you’.
Eventually, you stopped trying and treated him like he treated you. You two were infamous for starting arguments in the middle of a class. It also didn’t help that you had half of your classes with him.
You hated hating him because you actually had a small crush on him. Did he hate you for the fun of it? Honestly, you’d never know. You hated hating him because you actually had a small crush on him.
He hated you, you hated him: easy as that. It’s not like he’d be willing to solve any of your problems anyway.
”You’re in my physics class right?” Jisung asks. You nod as you walk alongside him, his warm and inviting aura making it comfortable being around him. ”Minho is usually my partner for this class but he got really wasted yesterday so he’s off for the day.”
”Who even gets wasted on a Tuesday night?” Your comment makes Jisung laugh. ”Minho, apparently.”
The physics class that you share with Jisung ends up blossoming your friendship, even becoming closer to Minho, who you avoided talking to due to his connection with Felix. Not because you felt the need to hate anyone associated with the boy, but because you thought since Felix hated you he would too. Like a dumb ”bros before hoes” thing.
But Minho ended up being really nice and funny, you found it easy being comfortable around him.
Someone who didn’t like this turn of events? Of course, Lee Felix. He was constantly glaring at the back of your head, and you tried your best to ignore it but you just couldn’t when it felt as if he was judging your every move. You were friends with his friend, you gave him yet another reason to hate you and push you around.
“So Y/N I was thinking we could go to Felix’s basketball game together.” You put down your pencil and blink at Minho. “Are you sure? Felix isn’t really fond of me, I don’t think he’d like to see me at his basketball game…” Minho just shakes his head with a smile, grabbing your hands and squeezing them. Per usual, you felt a pair of eyes glaring holes into your head.
“Please come, it’ll be really fun. I promise.” You sigh. You could never say no to him. “Okay. I’ll go, but only for you.” Minho cheers and pulls you into a hug. “You won’t regret it.”
It seems Minho was a bit off. Okay, no, he was a lot off. You were regretting coming to the basketball game. People around you were screaming, and the game hadn’t even started. “Why is basketball so intense?” you ask Jisung, who was next to you. Minho left somewhere else but at least you had Jisung to entertain you while he was gone.
“I don’t know. These people are crazy!” You laugh at his comment, Jisung joining with you. As soon as you two stopped laughing, Minho returned. He had a large soda with a bag of popcorn. Jisung got handed the soda and Minho let you eat from his popcorn, his arm around your shoulders.
“Hey you two, don’t make me be the third wheel.” Jisung pouts. Minho grins, stretching his arm but it barely reached Jisung’s right shoulder. “I would never, dude.”
A whistle blows and suddenly everyone goes silent, eyes on the court. In the middle was a player from the rival team and Felix. He looked mad, his stance was stiff. “Loosen up, Felix!” Minho yells. He just glances at him and looks away.
“What is he so mad about?” You shrug at Jisung. It’s probably me.
Felix ends up getting the ball and begins to dribble it, passing it to another teammate. You watch him as he plays, a blush creeping on your face. How did Lee Felix manage to look good even when playing a sport?
He looks over to you, and as he does Minho brings your face closer. “Is it just me or is Felix playing weird today?” It’s like Felix heard what he said, because he only glares and looks away. The sight makes you frown. “I think he’s playing fine…”
The game was almost over, and so far you were tied. Your school’s team only needed one more dunk shot to win. To your surprise, it was actually quite interesting. Your eyes were on Felix most of the game. And it seemed like whenever Minho got a little close, Felix would coincidentally look at you two. You cursed Minho for being close to you the whole game. Even Jisung was cursing him. Mostly because he didn’t want to be left out.
Felix snatched the ball and your side of the gym erupted into screams. Even you. “Oh my god he’s not gonna make it, we’re gonna lose.” Jisung panics. “No we’re not.” Minho smirks and grabs your face.
“Minho what are you doing-” You feel Felix’s eyes on the pair of you once again, and something inside him sparks. He runs faster and away from the other players, not bothering to pass the ball to someone else. After scolding Minho for what he did you turn back around to the game and as you do, Felix makes the shot.
The gym erupts in screams as the timer buzzes. One half were screams of victory, the other half screams of complaints and loss.
To your surprise, Felix wasn’t heading to the locker rooms like the others. He was stomping up the bleachers, making his way towards where you, Minho and Jisung were sitting. You were growing nervous. What’s he gonna do?
“Y/N L/N I need to speak with you.” You swallowed back your nerves. “Please?” His soft eyes and calm voice convinced you to agree.
“What’s with you and Minho?” Felix’s voice sounds anxious, but you can still hear a bit of anger. “What do you even mean? You hate me, why do you care about me all of a sudden?”
Felix sighs and looks away from you. His eyes stay glued to the floor.
“I don’t hate you, Y/N. I really don’t hate you. At all. It’s actually the opposite.” His words make your eyes widen. ”What? Then why have you always been so mean to me?”
”It’s because…goddamn it. It’s because I like you, Y/N. Laugh at me all you want, I deserve it. I’ve always liked you, and it became too much and I wanted it to stop so- I thought being mean to you would make my feelings go away. I was wrong. They never went away. I still like you. So much…”
You remain silent, eyes still as wide as ever. Felix liked you? The Felix that pushed you around and teased you everyday constantly?
”Oh Felix…” You grab his face and stare into his eyes. You’ve always liked his eyes. ”You should really learn how to deal with your feelings.” He starts to ramble out a response, so to get him to shut up you press your lips to his.
Felix shuts up right away, stiff under your touch. You’re about to apologize when he cups your own face, bringing you closer. "Kiss me again.”