Bullied

"... You don't want to talk about it, do you?" I finally said
But Felix kept quiet. He was still a little bit upset.
"You don't have to. I did't said you'd must" I told him.
He saw at me again - one eyebrow raised "So I got that wrong.. Well, they've always told he that if I wanted to become happier I had to talk"
I laughed. His naivety made him cuter than he alread was "Felix, that's bullshit. Why should I force you? If you don't want to it's absolutely fine. I just want to make you feel more comfortable with yourself and help you. If I forced you I'd make a big mistake. You never should talk about things you don't want to talk about."
He saw away again "... Thank you"
No I had to raise my eyebrow "For what?"
"If you only knew how much it already means to me that you're talking to me..." he mumbled
I didn't know... were I supposed to smile or to cry?

It was sad that talking wasn't normal to him... but it was cool that I could somehow make somebody luckier. After this horrible day it was a very good feeling to make somebody else happier.

"I can't stay much longer.. but we could still sing something together" Felix said. His voice sounded unsure again.
But I smiled at him "Of course"

Notes

*filler chapter*
Sorry x)