minsung/skz one shots

trojan.

Wanna get inside your head, wanna rip off all your clothes,
'cause baby, I can't bare to spend the night alone, so take me to your house and show me how you take control

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Hyunjin had always been used to being in control. Ever since he could remember, he had the city in his iron grip, giving orders and making sure no one dared to question him. His power was absolute, and that control was the key to his survival. But his best friend once told him that he needed someone who could stand up against him, someone who wouldn't simply follow him out of fear or blind loyalty. And with Felix, he had found that someone. The blonde, freckle-faced boy who challenged him at every turn, who never hesitated to talk back with that low, raspy voice that sent shivers down Hyunjin’s spine. Felix clouded his judgment, made him lose focus, and yet, he craved every second of it. Hyunjin was head over heels for him. Whenever they touched, it felt like the world disappeared, leaving only the two of them — Felix and him, locked in their own universe. There was no city, no empire to control, only Felix’s hands on his body and the fire that ignited between them. Felix was the only one who could challenge him, the only person who could stand up against him without consequences. Anyone else would have paid with their life for crossing a line, but not Felix. He loved the feeling of Felix’s arms around him, the taste of his lips, the way Felix’s body took control of him in ways no one else could. Giving Felix control was terrifying — it stripped him of the power he had built his entire identity around — but it was also intoxicating. He had crossed that line, giving in to Felix completely, and there was no going back. "Lix," he moaned softly, feeling the familiar warmth of Felix’s lips on his neck. Felix was taking his time, deliberately sucking a hickey onto his skin, slow and teasing, driving him insane. Felix hummed against his neck, sending vibrations through his entire body, and Hyunjin couldn’t help but pull him closer, wrapping an arm around his waist, needing the contact. “Hm?” Felix’s voice was a soft rumble against his ear, and it made Hyunjin smile despite himself, a faint smile that was quickly overtaken by the heat between them. “I have work to do,” Hyunjin muttered, trying to sound convincing, though the effort was half-hearted at best. The truth was, he didn’t want to move. He didn’t want to leave Felix’s embrace or the intoxicating distraction of his touch. He could feel Felix smirk against his neck before he pressed another kiss, this time lower, between Hyunjin’s neck and collarbone, where he knew it would drive him wild. “You can control the city later,” Felix muttered against his lips, his breath warm and his words full of playful defiance. Before Hyunjin could respond, Felix kissed him softly, but it was enough to steal the breath from his lungs. Hyunjin groaned against his lips, letting himself get lost in the kiss, his hands sliding over Felix’s waist, feeling the muscles tense beneath his fingers. Felix’s hands, meanwhile, had slipped under his shirt, fingers gliding over his skin, pushing the fabric higher as if they were in no rush. But then, Felix’s hand reached behind him, and Hyunjin felt the shift. He heard the sound of metal sliding free and watched, breath catching, as Felix pulled his gun from the waistband of his pants with an ease that came from years of practice. The weight of the black gun looked almost casual in Felix’s small hand, but it made Hyunjin’s pulse quicken. “What are you doing?” Hyunjin asked, his voice breathless, barely above a whisper as his eyes locked on the weapon. A part of him knew Felix wasn’t going to hurt him, but seeing the gun — seeing the hardness in Felix’s expression — sent a wave of uncertainty through him. His heart dropped to his stomach as Felix looked down at the gun, his usual playful smirk replaced by something colder, more serious. Felix’s gaze flicked back up to meet Hyunjin’s, his expression unreadable. That was the thing about Felix — he always kept you guessing, always kept you on edge. The silence between them felt like it stretched forever, thick with unspoken words and hidden meanings. And as much as Hyunjin trusted Felix, there was always that sliver of doubt, that edge of danger that came with loving someone as unpredictable as him. Hyunjin’s breath hitched, his mind racing, but he held Felix’s gaze, refusing to break eye contact, even though his stomach twisted with the unknown. Felix wasn’t going to hurt him, right?