A collection of heart-warming Hyunlix one-shots to celebrate the magic of December. 24 days, 24 different moments full of love, fluff, laughter, and winter romance. Open a new chapter every day and enjoy the cutest Christmas countdown with Hyunjin & Felix ❄️✨

Hyunjin never expected to be writing a paper with the boy he swore was his academic nemesis. Felix never expected to fall asleep on said nemesis's couch after a long night of kid-induced chaos. Between diaper bags, film screenings, petty revenge, and coffee-fueled bickering, their rivalry becomes something hotter-something neither of them are ready for. But with every stolen glance and accidental soft moment, it gets harder to remember why they hated each other to begin with. And when feelings enter the picture-just as Felix's past threatens to resurface-they'll have to choose what matters most: pride, protection... or love.

Hyunjin's secret rooftop garden is his sanctuary, a place where he can escape and hide his deepest emotions. But when Felix, a bubbly and sweet new tenant, discovers his hidden haven, Hyunjin's quiet world is turned upside down. As Felix pursues a friendship with the shy man, late-night encounters bloom into something deeper, Hyunjin must confront his fears of being seen and loved for who he truly is. Can Felix's warmth help Hyunjin find the courage to let love in, or will Hyunjin retreat back into the shadows? #1 felixxhyunjin 12/5/24

Hwang Hyunjin is an artist with an obsession and a love for all things red. Lee Felix was the popular boy in high school with a secret. When the past catches up with Felix and Hyunjin everything changed. Fic inspired by the Twitter Prompt: "artists hj who uses the blood of his victims as paint in paint his obsession, his muse lf" ~Hyunlix in Wonderland contest on AO3 held by @hyunlixwriters~ ~18+ STORY DO NOT INTERACT IF UNDER 18 AS IT CONTAINS DARK MATERIALS, CONCEPTS, AND SCENARIOS~ ~THESE ARE CHARACTERS IN A STORY AND DOES NOT REFLECT THE ACTUAL INDIVIDUALS! THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION!~ ~Please read trigger warnings before reading!!!~

Disclaimer This is a work of fiction. The story is for entertainment purposes only and does not depict real events or real-life behaviors of the idols mentioned. It contains mature themes, explicit sexual content, and strong language, intended for readers 18+. Summary Hyunjin doesn't mean to click on the livestream. One wrong link late at night, and suddenly he's staring at "LixieLove," a masked cam-boy whose honey-dripped voice and freckled skin feel almost too familiar. Drawn in by curiosity-and desire-Hyunjin becomes a regular viewer, unaware that Felix knows exactly who's watching him. When the screen isn't enough anymore, the tension between fantasy and reality ignites. Felix's playful dominance over the camera takes a darker, sharper edge when Hyunjin shows up at his door. And once they cross that line, neither can pretend anymore.

VALENTINE'S SPECIAL Hyunjin is the type of Alpha who considers "no" a suggestion and "mine" a divine right. He doesn't just enter a room; he consumes the air in it, leaving everyone else suffocating. He's all sharp suits, expensive cologne masking the scent of dominance, and a possessive streak that borders on a sickness. Felix is his polar opposite-a creature of soft edges and wide, trusting eyes. He was raised in a world of gentleness, completely unprepared for a man like Hyunjin, who views Felix's innocence not as something to protect, but as something to dismantle and keep for himself. Hyunjin's affection is heavy; it's a hand around the throat that feels almost like a caress. He tracks Felix's every move, isolates him from friends under the guise of "protection," and uses his scent to overwhelm the poor Omega until Felix can't think straight. It's a toxic cycle of high-intensity devotion and cold, calculated control. Felix is drowning in him, and the scariest part? Hyunjin is the only one he's allowed to reach for.

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."

Felix was born into blood and gold - the heir to a legacy he never wanted. At 19, with long blond hair and trembling hands, he's everything his father hates: soft, small, scared. Hyunjin is paid to protect him. Cold, calculated, and cruel when needed - a ghost with a gun. But protection is a dangerous thing. Especially when Felix starts to feel safe in his shadow. And Hyunjin? He starts to feel something else entirely. In a world where weakness is punished and love is fatal, how long can a bodyguard resist falling for the boy he's sworn to shield?

"The more you hurt, the more my heart aches. I can't bear watching you be in pain alone, suffocating yourself with your silent cries..." Hyunjin whispers as he gently wipes Felix's tears He took out a daisy from his back pocket and tucked it behind Felix's ear, gently kissing his remaining tears away. ✨ Edited ✨

Their smiles once lit up every stage. They laughed until their ribs hurt, danced until their lungs burned, and leaned on each other like it was the most natural thing in the world. To everyone else, they were perfect - a duo stitched together by fate, harmony in motion, laughter that echoed louder than any cheer. But fame has a cruel way of rewriting innocence. The cheers that once lifted them began to sound different. Sharper. Heavier. "Just admit you love him already." "Get him out of the group." "HyunIn is real." Words became knives, flying faster than they could dodge. Suddenly, every touch was too much. Every look too long. Even silence had meaning now. What used to be comfort began to feel dangerous - the way his shoulder felt under a hand, the way their eyes met in the middle of a joke. It wasn't that they changed. It was that the world decided they had. And when enough people say something long enough, you start to wonder if they might be right. Was it friendship? Affection? Or were they just becoming what everyone already believed them to be? --- Written by me and my very good frnd @Veronicaiscaught #1 in hyunlix - 23 august 2025