hyunjin’s jaw was clenched so hard his teeth ached.
Practice was a blur. Music? Noise. Members? Background furniture.
All he saw—all he could see—was felix.
Laughing with that other guy.
Letting him get too close.
Touching his arm. Smiling like that.
Tilting his head, feigning innocence like he didn’t know exactly what he was doing.
He knew.
hyunjin wasn’t stupid.
felix was always like this—sweet-faced and soft-spoken around everyone else, but bratty and defiant when they were alone. Always toeing the line. Always pushing hyunjin like he wanted to be punished.
And today? He crossed it.
---
The door slammed shut behind them when they got back to the dorm. The sound echoed.
felix barely had time to blink before he was slammed against it, hyunjin’s arm pressed hard across his chest, his face close, voice deadly low.
“You had fun today?”
felix looked up at him with those wide, innocent eyes, lips already curling with that same smug tilt that made hyunjin boil.
“Hmm? You’ll have to be more specific.”
hyunjin grabbed his chin, fingers digging in tight. “The guy from dance team. You know which one.”
“Oh, him?” felix blinked, all mock innocence. “We were just talking. Is that a problem, hyunjin hyung?”
The honorific was pure poison on felix’s tongue. Teasing. Mocking.
hyunjin’s hands gripped his wrists in an instant and spun him around, slamming his back to the door. felix gasped, but he didn’t resist. He never resisted.
“You think this is funny?” hyunjin growled against his neck. “You like making me jealous? You like testing how far you can go?”
felix’s breath hitched, but he still had the nerve to smile.
“I like when you break,” he whispered. “Because that’s when you stop holding back.”
---
hyunjin snapped.
Clothes were torn off, not removed.
felix was dragged to the bed and shoved down on his knees, head pressed into the mattress, wrists pinned above his head.
hyunjin’s belt wrapped tight around them, rough and fast, and he hovered above him like a storm.
“You want to act like a slut in front of everyone else?” he hissed. “Then I’ll treat you like one.”
felix whimpered, arching his back, breath already trembling.
“Say it,” hyunjin demanded. “Say you were being a brat on purpose.”
“I was,” felix gasped. “I wanted you to lose it. I wanted you to punish me.”
hyunjin dragged his nails down felix’s back, slow and painful. “Then take it. Every bit of it. Because I’m not stopping until you’re ruined”
And he didn’t.
hyunjin was relentless. Brutal. Hands everywhere—gripping, spanking, marking. He whispered filth against felix’s ear, told him how desperate he looked, how pretty he sounded when he begged.
“You’re mine,” he snarled. “You understand that?”
felix sobbed into the sheets, wrists straining against the belt, body trembling. “Yes—yes, I’m yours, only yours—please, hyunjin—”
“Beg me not to stop.”
“Please,” felix choked. “Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Ruin me—break me—this is what i wanted—”
hyunjin didn’t stop until felix’s body went slack, until his legs gave out, until his voice was nothing but broken moans and stuttering breaths.
---
When it was over, silence settled.
hyunjin untied the belt slowly, his fingers suddenly careful, reverent. He rubbed the red marks gently, pressing soft kisses to each one. felix was limp against him, still shaking, but glowing—eyes wet, lips swollen, satisfied.
“You’re a menace,” hyunjin whispered against his temple.
“I’m yours,” felix whispered back.
hyunjin pulled him into his lap, arms caging him in, lips brushing his ear.
“Next time you try to make me jealous, I’ll make sure you can't walk the next day.”
felix smiled, sleepy, wrecked, and full of love.
“That’s the plan.”
And hyunjin kissed him again—possessive, angry, addicted—because he knew, felix was trouble.
But he was his trouble.
And he’d punish him all over again if that’s what it took to remind him.
