"Hyunjin, I'm not gay," Felix gasps as Hyunjin rocks his hips into his, closing his eyes at the pressure of it. "Nothing gay about it," Or Felix runs out of living space options, and Hyunjin is supposed to only be his flat mate.They both are in denial. 22k words

The AC died on the hottest night of summer. Felix, flushed and desperate, texted the only contact at the top of his chat: Hyunjin, the landlord's unfairly gorgeous son who lived one floor up. Two days later, alone in their stuffy apartment, Felix snapped a mirror selfie, and typed: "too slutty to send to a hookup or just slutty enough?" He hit send. Realized. Deleted in 0.8 seconds. Too late. Across the hall, Hyunjin's phone auto-saved the photo before it vanished. He stared at the screen, pulse hammering, then typed back with perfect calm: "Wrong person? I didn't see anything." He lied. That night, in the locked studio of his penthouse, Hyunjin opened a fresh canvas and began sketching Felix exactly as he'd seen him. Felix thought the message was gone. Hyunjin already had it memorized (every freckle, every shadow, every filthy promise). And he had no intention of letting the game end with one deleted photo. _Sheen Ctto : All images and photos

Hyunjin found Felix by accident. What started as harmless flirting in dms turned into late night calls, private jokes, and a long distance thing that got way too intense, way too fast. Every message carried heat, impatience, the kind of burn that left them restless in bed and glued to their phones like idiots. They fell for each other through voice notes, bad jokes, and promises that sounded a lot like trouble. They just... forgot to ask the important questions. Then they met. And it turned out they shared a last name. They should've stopped. They really tried. But every glance lingered. Every brush of hands felt intentional. Every smile came with that look that made thinking impossible. Guilt showed up. So did desire. Desire won. Every time. And somewhere between a laugh and a curse, Hyunjin realized his body already knew exactly how he wanted Felix--long before he decided he absolutely shouldn't. ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･𓂃⋆.ೃ࿔*: ⚠️THEY ARE NOT RELATED THROUGH BLOOD⚠️ - starts as a bit of an instagram/texting au with occasional description and dialogue - remaining chapters mainly fully written out with texting occasionally - a bit of a more mature fic~ - cover by the amazing @Primrozuzu #1 in textingau 11/04/26 #3 in fosterfamily 11/04/26

Hyunjin was Felix's bully all the way until Felix left the country. Three years later Felix returns but he doesn't look the same.

Felix was used to being invisible- quiet, soft, and easy to ignore. Until Professor Hyunjin noticed him. Cold. Observant. Untouchable. What started as protection slowly turns into something else... something Felix can't understand- and can't escape. Because once Hyunjin chose him... he never looked away. "I thought he saved me... but maybe he just chose me."

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?"??. An 18 year old alpha screamed at the top of his lungs while trying to cover himself as he was standing butt naked in the shower while glaring at the omega who was now looking at him with hungry lustful eyes.... "Ohh! baby boy... I just want to ask if you want something or not..". The omega whispered seductively while taking steps towards the alpha.... And soon pinned the alpha on the wet bathroom wall...

In their tight-knit eight-member college friend group, Hyunjin and Felix are the golden duo-both effortlessly popular, magnetic, and always gravitating toward each other. But behind Hyunjin's easy smiles is a crushing, suffocating obsession with Felix. Watching Felix constantly get chased, flirted with, and asked out pushes Hyunjin to the brink. Convinced he's out of Felix's league and terrified of ruinous rejection, Hyunjin takes a girlfriend to force himself to move on. It backfires completely. Instead of letting Hyunjin go, the new relationship triggers a dark, deeply possessive side of Felix. Felix hates her. He hates how she touches Hyunjin, how she takes up Hyunjin's time, and how Hyunjin pretends to be happy. Driven by an toxic mix of jealousy and untapped desire, Felix decides he will tear Hyunjin's new relationship apart from the inside out-trapping Hyunjin in corners, testing his boundaries, and using every weapon he has to force Hyunjin to confess his true, filthy feelings. Top ranks (1-5) #1 - Hyunlix #1 - skzsmut #1 - felixxhyunjin #4 - collegeau #5 - collegeromance

❝𝐇𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 - 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐚𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐅𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐱 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫.❞ --- To everyone else, Hyunjin is the brilliant young president of a renowned company - charming, soft-spoken, forever gentle with the boy who once pulled him out of the dark. Felix, with his tiny cat café and warm smile, believes he knows the man he comes home to. Believes Hyunjin's love is simply... overwhelming. But there are things Hyunjin never shows him. Shadows moving behind his perfect life. Whispers of a power buried beneath the company's polished walls. Eyes that seem to see Felix even when he's alone. A quiet hum in the apartment at night-the kind that makes Felix feel watched, even though Hyunjin is fast asleep beside him. Somewhere, in an office Felix has never entered, lies a room filled with things he can't imagine. Things collected over years. Things only Hyunjin should ever see. Felix is cherished. Protected. Surrounded. And yet, he has never felt so carefully kept. No one else can touch him. No one else should want him. Felix is his. And Hyunjin will do anything - 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 - to make sure it stays that way. ‼️ Includes themes of: Violence, Dark Romance, Psychological Thriller, Crimes, Sexual Fetishes, Torture 🔞‼️ (TW!!: Includes profanities, brutality, and Sexual Themes)

Muse of the Night Summary~ By day, Hwang Hyunjin is the ruthless, cold leader of a powerful empire, carrying the heavy scent of Black Coffee and Cedarwood. But beneath the terrifying reputation lies a severe insomnia that only one person can cure: his husband, Felix. Felix is Hyunjin's ultimate sanctuary, radiating a comforting blend of Warm Honey and Lavender. Together in their secure estate, alongside their toddlers Jinwoo and Minjun, they have built a quiet, domestic heaven. But when midnight strikes, the true heart of their bond comes alive inside a locked art studio, where Felix transforms into Hyunjin's eternal muse. In a world built on blood, a love this consuming draws dangerous eyes. As external threats creep closer, Hyunjin's lethal, possessive instincts switch into overdrive. The rule of the city is absolute: you do not touch his family, and you never tempt the wrath of an Alpha protecting his masterpiece. ⚜️ Tropes & Tags ⚜️ Genres: Omegaverse (Alpha/Omega) | Established Marriage | Domestic Fluff & Smut Vibe: Art Studio Aesthetics | Midnight Romance | High-Stakes Dark Drama Themes: Fierce, Possessive Protective Alpha | Slice of Daily Life

"I don't like you, Felix," Hyunjin murmured, his breath ghosting against the shell of Felix's ear. "I just like your body." That was the cycle: a blur of smoke, sweat, and tangled sheets. To the rest of the world, they were a couple. To Felix, it was a beautiful, lonely cage. He'd fallen for the boy with the untouchable reputation, never realizing that "coming home" would just mean finding Hyunjin waiting with a predatory smirk and his clothes already discarded. "I'm leaving!" Felix finally screamed, the door handle trembling under his hand.Hyunjin didn't even flinch. He just smiled, dark and certain. "You'll come back, baby. You always do." And he was right. Until the day the game shifted. Suddenly, the hook-ups weren't enough. The casual dismissals felt like ash in Hyunjin's mouth. He found himself cornering Felix's friends for scraps of information, memorizing the habits he used to ignore. It wasn't just physical anymore; it was an obsession. "I'm obsessed, Felix. You'll have to kill me before I let you go."