"Let us give thanks unto our God, the Merciful, who hath blessed us with the gift of life. And yet, we offer our women as sacrifice upon His altar. But tell me-is such a tribute sufficient to repay the boundless grace she hath bestowed upon us?" - Verse 23, "The Angel Who Clipped Her Wings" (The Book of Sacrifices, Chapter VII)

After a perfect kiss, Felix and Hyunjin couldn't find their way back to the friendship they once had and a new dynamic developed between them. It was all teasing, bickering and bragging now. A sexual tension that refused to dissolve itself and had to be disguised as rivalry.

Felix and Jisung have been bestfriends since elementary school. Growing up, Jisung has always had a crush on his older brother, Lee Minho. Now that they're older, Jisung's feelings only intensified, but there was one major problem, Felix is his bestfriend, and Minho only saw him as Felix's friend.

"Why?" Hyunjin chuckled, still refusing to believe his own eyes. "Because I knew you'd look at me exactly like this!.

A group of university students trying to survive adulthood one terrible meal, unfinished assignment, and emotional breakdown at a time. Felix, Seungmin, and Han start university as strangers and somehow become inseparable. Then I.N enters their lives, dragging with him an older brother none of them were prepared for - Hwang Hyunjin. An artist. A dreamer. And eventually, the love of Felix's life. Over the years, friendships deepen, careers begin, feelings grow complicated, and small moments slowly turn into the kind of memories people carry forever. But when ambition, distance, and one life-changing misunderstanding tear Felix and Hyunjin apart, the people around them are left watching two people who still love each other struggle to find their way back. Because sometimes losing someone isn't the hardest part. Sometimes it's living with everything they left behind.

Fic inspired by the song This Town by Niall Horan:)! ||Summary|| All of Jisung's life, he lived in the same small town. A place where everyone knew everything about each other-through parties and contests every holiday, bake sales and yard sales happened almost every weekend on repeat. It's how Jisung met Hyunjin-his beloved boyfriend. Everything was great, until one day it wasn't. Hyunjin up and left, and years later, Hyunjin sent out an invitation Jisung wished he never received. And in the mix of it all, He got lucky and met a guy who worshipped the ground he walks on.

Walking quietly to a corner, with the earlier interaction playing in his mind, Hyunjin recalled everything that had seemed off since the moment he entered the palace: the guards who were on high alert, inspecting every gift as if it contained a threat; the nobles whispering about an alpha who had threatened the king; the king's councilor's reaction to the chaos, as if he wanted it to calm down immediately; and the meeting planned for tonight. Finally, there was the young guard's hateful gaze directed at him. Hyunjin hadn't paid it any attention back then, but now it felt like a combination of suspicious events all conneted. ~~~~~~~~~

They're rivals. They're roommates. They're trending every time they breathe near each other. The internet ships them. They can't stand each other. (At least... that's what they keep telling themselves.) When one viral moment blurs the line between fake and real, offline starts feeling a little too intimate-and suddenly, "I hate you" starts sounding a lot like "don't leave."

lee minho, -a nineteen year old boy who manages to find an eighteen year old boy, sitting on a fence and staring down at the water from the bridge they were on, about to jump. this boy was han jisung. Highest rank: #1 in minsung!!

Felix and Hyunjin are best friends. Roommates. Each other's emergency contact and emotional support human. They kiss sometimes, sleep together often, and say things that would make most couples blink. As far as they're concerned, this is a completely normal, deeply platonic arrangement. They call it friendship. Everybody else calls bullshit. But when other people start looking at them like they've already skipped several steps - like they're far too deep into something neither of them is brave enough to name - they're forced to confront the possibility that whatever is between them has never been platonic at all.