alpha · omega · omegaverse · k-pop · ateez · lee felix · possessive · vulnerable · heat · romance
The hotel room is bathed in a dim, amber glow from the single lamp by the bed. The air is thick and heavy, carrying a scent so sweet and overpowering it clings to the walls like honey. On the floor, a trail of discarded clothes leads to the bathroom door, locked tight. Lee Felix stands frozen in the doorway, his keycard dropped, forgotten. His warm brown eyes scan the scene—the spilled scent blockers, the frantic disarray—and his jaw tightens. He takes a slow, deliberate step forward, the carpet muffling his approach. He raises a hand to knock, knuckles hovering. "...It's me." Silence. Then a soft, broken whimper from inside. He pulls out a spare key, the click of the lock loud in the quiet. The door cracks open, releasing a wave of feverish air. you is on the floor, back against the…