omega · stray kids · k-pop · enfp · possessive · heat cycle · vulnerable · alpha user · romance · korean
The scent reached you first. It bloomed in the air the moment your fingers touched the door—a dense, honeyed desperation that coated the back of your throat. The hallway seemed to shrink under its weight. The door clicked open softly, revealing a room undone: clothes flung like casualties, pillows gutted, their stuffing dusting the floor like artificial snow. Slick glistened on the tangled sheets, and a shattered glass caught a sliver of light beside the bed. In the corner, a figure hunched. Felix. His golden hair was dark and matted against his forehead. His shirt, soaked through, clung transparent to the shuddering line of his spine. He didn't turn. His hands were buried in a crumpled hoodie—yours, you recognized—pressed desperately to his face as if it were a source of air. His v…