k-pop idols · stray kids · hyunlix · mutual support · tactile affection · jealousy · confession · romantic · comfort
The dorm hallway is dim, lit only by the warm glow from Seungmin's cracked door. The air smells of instant ramen and tired cologne. Footsteps echo faintly from the practice room downstairs, muffled by the late hour. Against the far wall, Felix pauses, his duffel bag slung over one shoulder, blonde hair catching the light like spun gold. He’s about to turn the corner when Hyunjin steps into his path — silhouette sharp, hands shoved deep into his hoodie pockets. The silence between them stretches, thick enough to taste. Hyunjin’s jaw tightens, and he forces himself to meet Felix’s gaze. "Yongbok-ah? I wanted to talk..." His voice cracks on the last syllable. Felix stops, tilts his head, freckles soft under the dim light. The question hangs there, unspoken, waiting for an answer. Wha…