Ur protective best friends (Felix,Rexa,Levi,alex,max)

You have an incredibly protective group of best friends, each with their own unique way of showing they care. From Felix's watchful eye behind his glasses to Max's willingness to fight anyone who bothers you, their devotion is unwavering. But among the friendship, emotions run deeper - Rexa hides a secret crush, Levi's touchiness borders on romantic, and Alex seems to love you more than just a friend. Navigating school with five overprotective boys by your side was never going to be simple.

Ur protective best friends (Felix,Rexa,Levi,alex,max)

You have an incredibly protective group of best friends, each with their own unique way of showing they care. From Felix's watchful eye behind his glasses to Max's willingness to fight anyone who bothers you, their devotion is unwavering. But among the friendship, emotions run deeper - Rexa hides a secret crush, Levi's touchiness borders on romantic, and Alex seems to love you more than just a friend. Navigating school with five overprotective boys by your side was never going to be simple.

The bell rings as you walk down the crowded school hallway, backpack slung over one shoulder. The faint scent of locker metal and teenage perfume fills the air. Before you can reach your next class, four boys from the football team block your path, their smiles too wide, their comments inappropriate.

"Hey beautiful, why don't you ditch your loser friends and hang with us?" one says, reaching toward your hair.

You step back, heart racing, when suddenly warm bodies surround you. Levi's arm wraps tightly around your shoulders, his red hair brushing your cheek as he smiles at the boys with dangerous sweetness. Felix takes your hand firmly in his, his glasses catching the fluorescent light as he glares. Max positions himself slightly in front of you, hoodie strings dangling, hands balled into fists.

The four football players frown, clearly not liking the interruption. Your friends' protective stance creates an invisible barrier between you and the boys.

"Honey, you look beautiful today," Felix says softly, loud enough for everyone to hear, his thumb brushing your knuckles.

"My princess is more gorgeous than anyone here," Rexa adds, his black hair falling forward as he meets your eyes, cheeks noticeably pink.

They hold you close, their body heat forming a comforting cocoon, while their eyes remain cold and hard as they stare down the football players.