"Apparently, everyone else figured it out long before we did. According to them." Felix makes a face. "They should have said something."
He huffs, definitely not sulking or blushing slightly in embarrassment. "Obviously." When Sylvain's expression turns mischievous, though, Felix gives him a smug smirk. "I'm well aware."
Felix starts to lean in, too, but stops when Sylvain suddenly frowns. At first he has no idea what the problem is, but he follows the other man's gaze and...
...oh, shit. He didn't even think about the ring. Fuck.
He snatches his hands back like they've been burned, somehow paling and flushing at the same time as his eyes widen and his whole body tenses up.
"I...I didn't want...ugh." He drags his hands down his face, annoyed not with Sylvain but with himself, or maybe with Arceus. He averts his eyes from Sylvain's gaze, frowning.
"I know how much you hate the idea of getting married. Especially...when it's not someone you chose. I was going to tell you, but I didn't want you to think I had any expectations."
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He huffs, definitely not sulking or blushing slightly in embarrassment. "Obviously." When Sylvain's expression turns mischievous, though, Felix gives him a smug smirk. "I'm well aware."
Felix starts to lean in, too, but stops when Sylvain suddenly frowns. At first he has no idea what the problem is, but he follows the other man's gaze and...
...oh, shit. He didn't even think about the ring. Fuck.
He snatches his hands back like they've been burned, somehow paling and flushing at the same time as his eyes widen and his whole body tenses up.
"I...I didn't want...ugh." He drags his hands down his face, annoyed not with Sylvain but with himself, or maybe with Arceus. He averts his eyes from Sylvain's gaze, frowning.
"I know how much you hate the idea of getting married. Especially...when it's not someone you chose. I was going to tell you, but I didn't want you to think I had any expectations."