The_Notorious_Hypocrite



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    Felix is going to throttle Sylvain if the idiot dares to die this time around.

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    The realization of how desperately Felix wants to see Sylvain in this moment, right now, as he's bruising his shoulder against yet another unmovable door, how much he needs to find him breathing, needs to find him here, needs to find him unburied, hammers at the walls of Felix's awareness like it means to break them. He's been ignoring for months now, with wild success, the incoming sucker punch that is the magnitude of Sylvain’s importance to him. If he never had time for it at the Academy, he certainly didn't have time for it at war. Edelgard and her armies were bearing down. He would deal with it later. Tomorrow. Soon.

    It's now.

    (After the taking of Fhirdiad, Felix can't find Sylvain.)

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    When Byleth decides Felix should be the Blue Lions' representative for the White Heron Cup, he's already plenty irritated. Then he realizes he hasn't danced in ages, and if he wants to actually win this thing (out of spite, honestly), he needs help. With Byleth nimbly stepping away from the responsibility, he's stuck figuring out which of the Lions would be best suited for the job.

    Enter Sylvain, who's more than happy to take this arrow for the team and hopefully get brownie points with Professor. They just need to dance a couple times to ease Felix's rustiness, but things are never that simple, are they?

    Now with an epilogue.

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    “Why the fuck,” Felix spits, storming over and probably leaving indents in the floor in his wake, “did you think that that was a good idea? I know you have the mental capabilities of a goldfish, but this is taking it too far. You moron! Can’t you even do a single thing right?”

    Nooooo Felix, don’t kill me, you’re so sexy ahahaha, Sylvain laughs hysterically in his head, repeating a phrase that he’d heard Claude say before as Felix seethes in front of him. It’s only when Felix’s face contorts into something more similar to a serial killer than anything remotely resembling a happy student that Sylvain realises, with a sinking heart, that he said that all out loud.

    Ah, fuck.

    (( alternatively, the fake dating sylvelix AU, where no one actually believes that the relationship is fake. absolutely no one. ))

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    Sylvain ropes Felix into a threesome. And then another. And a few more after that. Felix is into it, but tries to pretend he's not.

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    Sylvain remembers thinking, after Glenn died and Felix decided that his sword would be his new best friend, "He's grieving right now. But I'll have my friend back soon and then I'll tell him how I feel." And then, after the rebellion, "He's in shock. But I'll have my friend back soon and then I'll tell him how I feel."

    Now he knows the truth: He'll never have his friend back. He'll never tell him how he feels.

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