𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗮𝘀 Rҽԃ [ 𝐇𝐲𝐮𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐱 𝐅𝐅 ]

匚卄: 12

❝  Love is an obsession. Some would even say 
Maddest obsession. ❞

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◬Tw: This chapter contains descriptions of violent acts and graphic details of torture◬

Hyunjin's POV:-

I gazed down at Felix's peaceful form, a deep sense of longing stirring in my chest. It had been two hours since he'd fallen asleep.

Memories of his stage presence still lingered in my mind - the way he'd swayed with confidence, his beauty mesmerizing everyone in the room. A surge of possessiveness coursed through my veins as I thought about the way they'd looked at him, the way they'd admired him.

They needed to understand that he was mine. I gently brushed a strand of hair from Felix's face, my fingers lingering on his soft skin. My heart raced as I fought the urge to lean in closer, to capture his lips with mine and claim him fully.

But for now, I contented myself with simply watching him, my eyes drinking in every detail of his slumbering form. The rise and fall of his chest, the gentle flush on his cheeks, the way his lashes fanned across his cheeks like the petals of a sleepy flower.

I whispered his name, the sound of it soft like a caress against his skin. "Felix..." I murmured, my fingers still tracing the lines of his face, almost daring him to wake up and face me.

My desire to possess him, to make him mine in every way, was overwhelming. I wanted to peel back the layers of his clothing, to explore the contours of his body with my hands and mouth. To mark him, claim him, make him irrevocably mine.

Since the day I've set the cameras in his room I had developed an intoxicating obsession, watching him while he was unaware, drinking in the sight of him at his most vulnerable.

I saw the way his lips twitched as he dreamed, the gentle flutter of his eyelids as he delved deeper into his subconscious. I saw the way his chest rose and fell with each breath, the steady rhythm of his heartbeat visible beneath the thin fabric of his clothes.

At this point I've studied him a little too well.

I had decided not to use the cameras I set in the bathroom, knowing that there were some lines even I wouldn't cross. But the thought of him there, alone and naked, was a temptation too delicious to resist.

As I was too busy admiring him, his body made movements and his eyes fluttered open. His gaze fell upon me, sitting beside him on the bed, my eyes locked onto his and for a moment, we just stared at each other, the only sound being the heavy silence between us.

I reached out, my fingers brushing against his cheek, tracing the curve of his jawline. His skin was warm, and he leaned into my touch, a soft sigh escaping his lips.

"It's still midnight you can sleep," I whispered. Felix's gaze shifted downward, taking in the sight of me sitting next to him. His eyes traced over my body, lingering on my legs before meeting my gaze once more.

A slow smile spread across his face as he spoke, "You were watching me sleep," his voice low and husky with a hint of amusement. "When did I pass out?" He reached out, his fingers brushing against mine. "And why are you still here?"

"You fell asleep around...one, It's been two hours so right now it's around three" I replied, my words barely above a whisper. Felix's fingers traced lazy patterns on my skin, "I couldn't sleep as I was waiting for you to wake up so I could eat with you," I replied.

He let out a low curse as he sat up, reaching for the lamp on the nightstand. The room was bathed in warm light as he turned to face me. "Shit, I didn't realize," he said, his brow furrowing with concern. "Get up, you must be starving," he urged, already tossing off the blankets and swinging his legs over the side of the bed.