Pretty Temptation [] SKZ x Felix

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The sound of labored breathing filled the dimly lit room. Felix grimaced, tempted to cover his ears as the sounds grew louder. Seungmin strutted forward pushing open a curtain, showing the torture everyone else through proudly. Felix gagged.

"Close it- close it-" he snapped sharply. Turning the other direction as Jeongin sighed, making a face.

"Seungmin, your horny prison will never be appreciated," Greed said, patting Felix's back and helping him ease.

The pink haired man frowned, closing the curtain, "Unfortunate. My floor is probably the lightest of the punishments."

Felix shook his head, "No offense, but you all are fucked."

"We didn't pick these punishments!" Seungmin defended quickly, his hands coming over to cup Felix's face, "It was some angel up in heaven who picked, not us."

"Well it's not like you guys feel bad for them. You're kinda just standing there," he said honestly, pushing Seungmin's hands off of him. His eyes connected with the scene behind the Lust man and gagged, turning away.

The scene was brutal.

Blood was everywhere, and people were humping, fucking, sucking, thrusting, doing anything sexual with sores, bruises, wounds, bleeding the red liquid, with painful endless arousals. The air smelled putrid, like corpses, sex, and filth. The sounds of pained moans and cries were sickening on its own, yet Lust was unphased.

"Why should I feel bad for them? This is where all the rapists, pedos, and cheaters go. They lived their lives they way the pleased, now they're stuck for ever trying to seek such pleasure."

Blink

Blink

Felix shook his head, covering his mouth, "Nope. Fucking kill me. This is just shit. I don't want to be here anymore."

Hyunjin lifted his head from his chair and looked up at Felix, "You have no soul, you can't die.'

The blue haired man huffed, his eyes glued to the grow, "Don't care. I'll find a way."

Hyunjin didn’t respond.

For the first time since Felix had met him, Sloth looked… tired. Not lazy. Not bored. Just hollow.

“You won’t,” Hyunjin muttered eventually. “None of us can.”

Felix laughed weakly. “Watch me.”

Silence swallowed the hallway again, thick and oppressive. Even the sounds behind the curtain seemed distant now, muffled by the pounding in Felix’s ears.

He pressed a hand to his chest.

It didn’t beat.

He still wasn’t used to that.

Jeongin shifted beside him, golden eyes dim. “You shouldn’t stay here long. Lust’s floor does things to people. Even… things like you.”

Felix frowned. “Things like me?”

Seungmin’s teasing expression had vanished. “Prophets aren’t meant to linger in corruption. You’re a… key. Not a resident.”

“A key to what?” Felix snapped. “Because all I see is suffering.”

No one answered.

The lights flickered.

Not the usual dull red glow of Hell—but something pale. Almost silver.

Felix stiffened.

His vision blurred, the hallway warping like heat over pavement. The walls breathed. The floor trembled.

And suddenly—

Whispers.

Not from the sinners.

From everywhere.

A voice, pure and innocent echoed through the walls of hell.

He walks where mortals rot.
He bears no soul yet bleeds like one.
He will unmake the throne of fury.

Felix dropped to his knees.

Hyunjin was at his side instantly, gripping his shoulders. “Felix!”

His head throbbed like it would split open. Images crashed behind his eyes—fire turning black, chains snapping, a crown melting into ash.

And a pair of wings.

Burned.

Familiar.

(A/N:

Teehee

I hope all are having a good life bc I am ✌️

Been a minute so I hope you enjoyed this short lil chapter :D)