The world ended a long time ago or so it seemed like. Magic is extinct. Humanity is gone. The Earth is no longer ruled by kings or creatures-but by monsters from other planets. Blind, grotesque, and lethal, they stalk the land, drawn to even the smallest sound. And Felix-once the strongest magical being alive-is the last of his kind. He's been alone for years. His magic is fading. And he's convinced that love, like the world, was just another thing that didn't survive. Until he meets Hyunjin. Mortal. Stubborn. Sharp-Tongued. Completely untrained. And somehow still alive. Their meeting is chaos-swords clashing, instincts flaring-but neither can deny the strange pull between them. Felix, hardened and bitter, is forced to teach Hyunjin how to survive. But the longer they stay together, the more impossible things start to happen. Felix's magic, long thought lost, begins to return...slowly, gently...with every breath Hyunjin takes. Because maybe, just maybe- What Felix needed to stay alive... Was never just power. But love. The emotion he's never felt or wanted to feel. RANKINGS • #216 "survival" out of 1000+ stories • #1 "hyunlixff" out of 101 stories • #86 "bottomhyunjin" out of 350 stories • #183 "topfelix" out of 240 stories

Intimate Touch By Ace🖤 Hyunjin doesn't believe in love. He doesn't believe in warmth. And he sure as hell doesn't believe in something as stupid as a touch meaning anything. Not when every hand he's known has left bruises, every brush of skin a reminder of pain. So when he moves into the tiny apartment above the motorcycle garage downtown-alone, bitter, and closed off-he expects silence and distance. Instead, he gets Felix. Felix, the mechanic with black-stained hands and a voice as deep as thunder. Felix, who wears all black and ties his hair back like a villain from a biker movie. Felix, who looks like he could kill a man but treats broken things-especially people-like they're glass. They don't speak much. Just the occasional nod in the hallway. A shared glance. An awkward silence in the stairwell. Until one night. One stupid party. One moment too close, too drunk, too intimate- Felix's hands sliding up Hyunjin's waist, not with lust... but with care. Now Hyunjin's left wanting something he's never trusted before. A touch that doesn't hurt. A touch that doesn't take. A touch that maybe... means something. But wanting it is dangerous. Because once Hyunjin learns how it feels to be touched gently... he doesn't know if he'll survive losing it. RANKINGS • #19 "intimacy" out of 1000+ stories • #5 "bottomhyunjin" out of 350 stories • #212 "hyunlix" out of 1000+ stories • #21 "topfelix" out of 240 stories

FAMOUS He's your idol's idol. Felix is 24. The face of Louis Vuitton, UNICEF, and Samsung. A chart-topping rapper, killer dancer, occasional actor, and everyone's fantasy. He has fans, fame, and seven endorsement deals- But not one person who sees him as just Felix. Hyunjin is 19. He runs a dusty bookstore in a small town, burdened with debt his parents left him. He hates attention. He hates idols. And most of all-he hates distractions. So when Felix crashes into his quiet world while running from screaming fans, Hyunjin doesn't recognize him. Doesn't care. And for the first time in years... Felix can breathe. But in a world that worships perfection and sells privacy, Love with the world watching might be the most dangerous fame of all. (Emojis will be used in some chapters like "💋 🔞" as warnings) RANKINGS #13 "realisticfiction" out of 1,000+ stories #50 "fame" out of 1,000+ stories #109 "famous" out of 1,000+ stories #914 "Kpop"out of 1,000+ stories #343 emotional out of 1,000+ stories #150 "healing" out of 1,000+ stories #136 "celebrity" out of 1,000+ stories #517 "straykids" out of 1,000+ stories #470 "friends-to-lovers" out of 1,000+ stories #447 "hyunjin" out of 1,000+ stories

When feared mafia heir Hwang Hyunjin walks into Felix's quiet flower shop, the last thing either expects is to find comfort in each other-one offering warmth, the other protection. But when Felix is threatened, Hyunjin unleashes the full fury of his world, forcing them both to choose between safety and a love that could burn everything down. "I love you too. Always."

Felix never meant to fall in love with a painting. Fresh to Seoul and feeling out of place, he finds warmth in an art gallery tucked between grey streets. Among the canvases, one artist's work speaks to something deep in him - something tender, something hidden. The gallery's quiet caretaker, Hyunjin, seems distant but kind. And slowly, quietly, Felix finds himself coming back. Again and again. What he doesn't know is that the artist behind the paintings is the man he's falling for. And what Hyunjin doesn't expect... is that he's painting his muse in real time. A slow-burn story of art, secrets, and the quiet way two souls can find each other.

Felix loses his phone. Someone else picks it up. It should have been simple a call, a return, and that's it. But it isn't. Because the conversations don't stop, the calls become routine. And somewhere between late replies, quiet pauses, and the things neither of them says...it becomes something neither of them planned.

They called each other brothers not by blood, but by repetition. Lee know is Felix brother and Hyunjin is Lee know's friend who sometimes hangout in his house. But days go by Hyunjin started to live there as a family . Same house. Same rooms. Same rules. Felix growing up shouldn't have mattered. Hyunjin tells himself it didn't. But habits linger. Eyes follow. Thoughts slip where they shouldn't. The line was never crossed only watched, measured, and waited on. ♡*♡∞:｡.｡ 𝑊𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 ⚠｡.｡:∞♡*♡ . 𝑂𝑏𝑠𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛 . 𝐴𝑔𝑒 𝑔𝑎𝑝 ( 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑡𝑜𝑜 𝑚𝑢𝑐ℎ) . Impressive ranking Hyunlix #2 10/3/2026 Minsung #61 10/3/2026

Hyunjin wanted silence. A place to breathe, to disappear, to keep his life neat and untouched. Then Felix arrived-bright smile, soft freckles, and a warmth Hyunjin felt the moment the door opened. They were supposed to be strangers. Roommates. Nothing more. The building rules make sure of that: No dating. No partners. No intimacy of any kind. A single rumor could get them both thrown out. There is a Hyunjin's past that suddenly will change everything. He isn't the person whom Felix firstly met and now it's hard to say for sure who he is in reality. But Felix laughs in a way that slips under Hyunjin's skin. Hyunjin watches him with eyes he shouldn't. Close proximity becomes dangerous-brushed fingertips, late-night conversations, shared secrets whispered in the dark. Something is growing between them, unspoken and electric. Something the walls would expose if they could talk. If they can't hide what's happening... they'll have to face what it really is. All is fiction, mind it!

Hyunjin has spent years learning how to feel... just not too much. Felix feels everything openly, effortlessly, like the world hasn't taught him to hold back yet. They were never supposed to meet in the middle. But somewhere between quiet glances, unspoken understanding, and moments that linger longer than they should...Hyunjin starts to unravel. And Felix? Felix just stays not knowing he's becoming something Hyunjin doesn't know how to control or survive. Because he was never supposed to feel this much not like this, not this deeply, and especially not because of him not because of Felix.

Eight years of dorm rooms. Eight years of shared schedules, late nights, and a love everyone already knows about. But love eventually asks one question they can't avoid forever. Are they ready to build a home together... or are they afraid of what might change when they do?