Felix and Dawson just hung out and talked for hours until they heard a slight whining.

“Dawson! Do you mind checking on Wyatt?” Octavia yelled from downstairs.

When Felix heard her say that, he looked at Dawson and asked excitedly, “Can I go look at him?”

“Yeah, sure?” Dawson said casually.

He ran out of the room and started opening all the doors until he found the baby.

“Hi, baby! Little Wyatt…” Felix cooed at the baby.

Dawson walked into Wyatt’s room and saw Felix gushing over his brother.

“Do you like babies?” Dawson questioned as he cracked a smile.

“Yeah, I love babies! Is he- am I able to hold him? Is his head still sensitive?” Felix asked, looking back at Dawson anxiously.

“He’s fine, might be scared of you, though.” Dawson shrugged.

Felix slowly lowered his hands down to Wyatt and the baby looked at him with curiosity. As he picked Wyatt up, he saw the long scar on the side of the baby’s tiny head.

“Poor baby…” Felix whispered, slightly grazing the spot.

“Come on, Felix, he’s fine. Put him down, let’s go back to my room.” Dawson huffed.

“Ok, let’s go,” Felix said, reluctantly putting the baby back down.

Dawson and Felix walked back to his room and sat on Dawson’s bed. They just sat there in heavy silence, bored out of their minds.

“So, what now?” Felix sighed.

“I feel as if we should be practicing our powers. Honestly, we should be doing it every day,” Dawson advised.

“Ok… uh… you can go first!” Felix exclaimed anxiously.

“You have to go first because when I possess, I get migraines, you know that.” Dawson declared.

“Well… I don’t think it will even work! I know that it won’t be sincere! You're just saying it to make the globs come out….” Felix grumbled.

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“Ugh, you're so needy! Let's just watch some YouTube on my computer.” Dawson proposed.

“Ok, I guess.”

After a while of watching YouTube videos, Dawson realized Felix was shivering.

“Hey, you cold or something?” Asked Dawson.

“No, I’m fine,” Felix said in his most convincing voice.

Dawson let out a sigh and said, “If you're cold, just say so; I don’t care if you want my cover.”

Dawson threw his blanket on top of Felix and watched the video; Felix wrapped himself up with it and side-eyed Dawson, seeing how caring Dawson was towards him, made his heart flutter and his stomach twist.

“Oh, Jesus, Dawson!” Felix gagged.

“Oh! Uh… use this! Dawson scrambled, shoving a water bottle into his hands.

“How?!” Felix screamed, holding the glob down in his gut.

“Just spit in it!” Dawson commanded.

Felix’s face went from scared to surprised, but then he spat out the glob in the bottle. Then he screwed the cap back on and handed it to Dawson.

“For safekeeping.”

“Thanks... anyway, why did you make that weird face?” Dawson asked as he put the bottle on the ground.

“Oh yeah! I held it in! It felt so strange, but it didn’t burn as badly as when I let it out! So this is good; I might be able to control it!” Felix said, beaming with excitement.

Dawson gave a genuine smile when seeing Felix so happy. He started petting Felix’s hair and said, “Congratulations, I’m happy for you, Felix!”

Felix adored the euphoric feeling of having someone care for him, mainly when it's Dawson. He was even feeling it right now, but it is always followed by suffering.

“Dawson..” Felix said quietly, cringing from the pain.

“Felix. You are going to hold it in for me,” Dawson said, switching into a more serious tone as he also put his hand over Felix’s mouth. “If you don’t hold it in, you’ll burn my hand off, and I know you don’t want to do that, so try your best.”

Felix flexed his stomach muscles to keep it down; it was kind of working until he felt a stinging sensation. Then, it gradually turned into a burning one, and he got more worried; he knew he couldn’t do it anymore.

“Dawson, I can’t hold it anymore… it hurts….” Felix whimpered, removing Dawson’s hand from his mouth.

“Sorry… here,” Dawson replied solemnly, handing Felix the bottle he had used earlier.

Felix spits up the glob and lays his head on Dawson’s shoulder. Dawson gently rested his hand on Felix’s stomach as a silent apology; then, he let Felix rest for 30 minutes.

“You hungry? I am; let’s go get something to eat.” Dawson said, answering for Felix, as well as pulling him up off the bed.

He led Felix downstairs to put on his shoes; that’s when he saw Octavia and Wyatt playing.

“Hey, Felix and I are going to eat out. Is that ok?” Asked Dawson.

“Yeah, that’s fine. Just text me if you're going to be late. Oh, and don’t get yourself or your friend kidnapped!” Octavia reminded him loudly.

“Ok, love you!” Dawson shouted, opening the door.

“Love you!”