(𝑟𝑒𝑞𝑢𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑠 𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑛) ❤︎𝙵𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝙴𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚖 𝙾𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚜❤︎

Felix X Reader- Get well soon

More info: Child!Felix X Child!Female!Reader

Inspiration has finally struck me. I read this poem (somewhere on the internet, IDK) and there was this part about snow, and it hit me like a truck in the head. I don't know what happened in my head, but something did. It sort of went like this:
Snow= Faerghus= Blue Lions= Fricking Felix for some reason IDK.
But anyways, enjoy! I hope Felix is not out of character in this, but he is a child, sooooo...
Anyways, enjoy!

Snow everywhere, as far as the eye could see. The winters of Faerghus may have been one of the coldest in all of Fodlan, but the white scenery that came along with them was breathtaking. This winter, (Y/N), Felix, Ingrid and even the little prince Dimitri, were invited at the Gautier household for a few days, so they could play together in the snow. Unfortunately, (Y/N) had caught a cold and had to stay at least one day in bed, before she could go outside and play with the others. Like all of the kids, (Y/N) was also a bit disappointed, she had waited very long until she could see her friends again, and now she was stuck in bed! She really hoped she'd be able to get back on her feet the next day, but as her mother had warned her, that would be most unlikely.

While (Y/N) stood in bed, all the kids were in the mansion's living room, talking and playing around, although the main subject of conversation was how bad they felt for (Y/N).

"I can't believe this. We finally get to spend winter together, and she turns out to be sick," Sylvain spoke, very annoyed by the situation they had found themselves in.

"Getting sick at such an event... Poor (Y/N)," Ingrid sighed.

"I hope she gets well soon," said the blonde prince, holding onto his teddy bear tightly (Yes, Dimitri has a teddy bear).

"Felix? You haven't talked at all since we came back. Is something wrong?" The young girl asked in concern, looking over at Felix, who was seated in a big armchair, a small frown plastered on his face.

"He's probably sad his girlfriend is sick and can't play in the snow with him," teased Sylvain.

"Sylvain!" Ingrid spat out.

"You shouldn't be joking around about his feelings. I think it's very sweet that he concerned for her health."

"I am not concerned!" Felix objected, crossing his arms.

"Then what are you?" Sylvain was honestly just trying to get his friend on his nerves at this point.

"I am... I," he snapped, "Oh fine! I'm concerned and sad! She better get well soon."

Ingrid approached the blue haired boy and placed her hand on his shoulder, "If you want her to get well soon, you should probably make her something, to show her your concern, like..."

"...Like a get well card!"

A smile surfaced Ingrid's lips. She looked over at the prince and nodded, "Good idea, your highness. We'll do just that."

Dimitri let out a goofy grin.

Felix didn't say anything, but after a little thought, he shrugged.

"Is that a yes or no?"

"If it won't make me look stupid, then alright."

"We promise you, it won't make you look stupid. In fact, it'll actually make her very happy, and she'll recover sooner too!... maybe, I don't know."

"How am I supposed to make a get well card?"

Dimitri almost jumped of his seat, "You take a piece of paper, fold it, then you can write inside!"