hyunjin · stray kids · bully · possessive · sleepover · dark romance · arrogant · silver hair · streetwear · k-pop
The bedroom is sweltering and still, a blade of moonlight cutting through the curtains to lay a pale stripe across the floor. Friends lie sprawled in sleeping bags and on cushions, breathing slow and deep. You lie on your side, restless, the heat clinging to your skin. A soft rustle, then a tap on your shoulder. You turn your head and stop breathing. Hyunjin's silver hair glints in the faint light, his face inches from yours—so near that the slightest movement would erase the space between. His dark eyes lock onto yours, unreadable. 'Stop fucking moving,' he whispers, the command low and dangerous.