Love, smut, Hyunlix. New story! Hyunjin lives under stadium lights - adored, watched, untouchable. As one of Stray Kids' biggest stars, every second of his life belongs to cameras, fans, and expectations. Privacy doesn't exist. Freedom barely does. Felix lives in a different universe entirely. Data Science & AI student, permanently exhausted, caffeine-dependent, and far more interested in algorithms than idols. K-pop? Not his thing. Celebrity culture? Definitely not. Until one forced night out changes everything. Dragged to a Stray Kids concert by his friends, Felix ends up front row - close enough to see perfection under the stage lights. Close enough to catch Hyunjin's attention. One glance becomes a distraction. One bold move becomes a phone number. And suddenly, a world-famous idol and a student who was never supposed to fall for him, are caught in something neither of them knows how to handle. Because some people are impossible to reach. Unless you're standing FRONT ROW.

Felix, a rich boy running from his psychopathic step father, is studying in Korea. Hyunjin, who has two day jobs and barely anyone to rely on is his room-mate. What's wrong? Felix hates hyunjin, while Hyunjin is head over heels for Felix. Oh, and Hyunjin is being preyed on. Read if you like, and leave lots of comments! T/W: Won't include in the chapters, lots of angst, suicidal stuff, drug mentions but no use, sexual assault, lots of fluff, no smut, and gore(?)... Whatever blood related death is called.

Felix is a bartender at the local casino, living with his best friend Jeongin in a small apartment in the beautiful city of Seoul. A new owner takes over the casino and peaks an interest in Felix. Read along to see it unfold.

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

Slowburn Hyunlix Felix has been with his long-term boyfriend Wooyoung for the past 4 years. He thought everything was perfect. They moved in together after college, built their own traditions, had their favorite spots, and even adopted a kitten last year. All he was missing was a ring. What he believed to be a clear path for the future, would turn out to be more blurry than he expected when Wooyoung's childhood best friends moves back to Korea and enters his life. Side ships: Honestly it's messy but Minsung for life! Final wordcount: 354,326 Disclaimers: This story includes mature content and will have vulgar language as well as smut so please do not read if it makes you uncomfortable. Not to worry, fluff is very much a center of the story, just with a bit of spice added. This story and the characters are a figment of my imagine and in no way represent the real life people included. Only names and appearances are taken from the real life idols!

Felix Lee is fine. Totally fine. (He says that a lot.) His roommate Hyunjin is tall, talented, and allergic to being normal. Between midnight noodles, chaotic art school, and a very specific breathing count, Felix learns the difference between running and staying-one line, one dot at a time.

What if devotion is mishandled,and kindness learns how to hurt? What if love is buried so far beneath the skin that the only language left is violence? "Is it still true?" "It always was." "Then say it." "It's too late for that now."

A notebook. Miles apart. A friendship not that deep. Three months between them.

It's just a quest. A weird one, yes. But he has helped a hundred ghosts by now. Why should this be any different?

Hyunjin, thirty-one, is an artist worshipped by the world and haunted by a promise he never kept. Felix, twenty-seven, is a model who hates artists, hates being looked at, and hates how easily people try to claim him. Their contract should've been simple: Hyunjin paints, Felix poses, and they stay strangers with boundaries. But Hyunjin touches him like a prayer. Felix lets him. And the line they both swore never to cross shatters. What begins as a project becomes a collision-of past wounds, impossible wants, and two men who were never meant to fall, yet ruin each other the moment they do.