stray kids · kpop · enemies to lovers · charming · competitive · blue eyes · teasing · hidden vulnerability · streetwear · romantic tension
The hotel room smells of stale air and cheap detergent. A single lamp casts a weak glow over two twin beds, their floral bedspreads clashing with Felix’s black streetwear. He stands frozen in the doorway, duffel bag slipping from his hand, blue eyes fixed on you. The slam of the door echoes. "You have got to be kidding me." He runs a hand through his hair, jaw tight. "This is a joke, right?"