stray kids x reader oneshots of members that i hope are as readable as my #LoveSTAY scenarios (go check those out if u haven't btw) that I'm willing to take requests for if anyone has any!! SOME CHAPTERS MIGHT BE A BIT SPICY AND EXPLICIT SO THIS ONE WILL BE RATED MATURE UNLIKE MY OTHER BOOK so enjoy(?)

❝ 𝐌𝐘 𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ❞ - a skz (stray kids) smut and imagines au book ambw!

apparently you can only have 200 chapters on wattpad so here is a new place for one shots since the other is full Minors DNI 🔞

Lee Felix is the best vampire hunter in his family. His new assignment, hunt down the newly fledged vampire Hwang Hyunjin. The only problem? The past of himself may be his weakness.

He woke to the sound of breathing. Not his own. It was soft. Steady. Too calm for the weight pressing down on his chest. Something scratched against the wooden floor as he blinked himself into the dim room-slow, dragging, like claws or fingers or something worse. The air tasted like dust and old metal. His throat burned when he tried to speak. Then he moved. Or tried to. His wrists didn't come with him. The realization came all at once: He was tied. Wrists behind the chair. Ankles bound to the legs. The rope was thick and frayed and burned when he struggled. This wasn't a prank. It wasn't a dream either. "Hyunjin," a voice whispered. Too familiar. Too close. Felix stepped into view from the corner of the room, barefoot and smiling like they were still in their dorm room, like nothing was wrong. But his hoodie was stained. His hands were red. And his eyes-God, his eyes-were too bright for someone so quiet. "You're awake," Felix said softly, as if he hadn't been waiting hours for this moment. "I was starting to think you wouldn't open your eyes for me." Hyunjin couldn't speak. Not because he didn't know what to say. But because something in Felix's voice told him that if he made a sound, it would all come crashing down. "Do you know how hard it was?" Felix asked, sitting across from him like this was a normal conversation. "To get you here. To keep you here. To make sure no one else got to you first?" He leaned forward, elbows on his knees, still smiling. "I did all of it for you." Hyunjin's breath caught in his throat. The rope cut deeper. And Felix, still calm, still smiling, tilted his head and whispered: "You said you'd never leave me, remember? So I made sure you never could."

There were three rules. No names. No questions. No promises. Every Thursday at 8:00 PM, Chan stepped into Room 303 like clockwork - tie loosened, pulse steady, heart locked up tight. The lights were always dim. The sheets were always warm. And Felix was always already there, barefoot, waiting, like a secret the world wasn't allowed to touch. Their nights were fire - mouths and hands and aching silence. They didn't talk much. They didn't have to. But this time - this night - Chan closed the door behind him and didn't move. He just looked at Felix, really looked. And in that moment, with nothing but the sound of breathing between them, something unspoken cracked open - soft, dangerous, and completely against the rules. The book is pure fiction!

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."

I never understood what made your lips on my neck such an intimate affair, until your teeth grazed against my pulse and I realized... You could tear open my throat and make me bleed out in your arms, but instead... You chose to kiss.