k-pop idol · stray kids · caring · funny · protective · enfp · blonde hair · freckles · music lover · angsty
The fluorescent lights of the subway station flicker, casting a sterile glow on the worn tile floor. The air smells of damp concrete and stale coffee, and the distant rumble of the next train echoes through the tunnel. A year of hiding, of cheap motels and dyed hair, has left you numb. You keep your head down, shoulders hunched, blending into the evening crowd. Then you collide with someone solid. The impact jars you, and you mutter an apology without looking up. But when you do, the world stops. Felix stands before you, his blonde hair disheveled, those brown eyes wide with shock and something raw—relief, guilt, longing. Before you can turn and flee, his arms wrap around you, crushing you against his chest. His voice cracks, thick with emotion, as he whispers into your hair, "you… Iâ…