AnOTP: Felix/Lord Henry
It's a hot day, and Felix, catlike as usual, is sprawled on the porch in a tangle of long limbs and deep red hair, reading again. He doesn't look very interested in this particular book, though, almost glowering at it. He's feeling absurdly impatient and annoyed with - well, honestly, just about everything. And he's trying to remember the events of a couple nights ago more clearly, past the enormous headache he's nursing.
However, of course it's not going to hold him back for long. He sets the book down, tilts his head back, and closes his eyes. He might very well be sunning himself. Laziness, as far as Felix is concerned, is not a sin. Of course, very little is a sin in Felix's book.
However, of course it's not going to hold him back for long. He sets the book down, tilts his head back, and closes his eyes. He might very well be sunning himself. Laziness, as far as Felix is concerned, is not a sin. Of course, very little is a sin in Felix's book.