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Bookmarked by ylstacy
22 May 2026
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Felix has long held the title of Stray Kid's sunshine with little difficulty: flash a smile here, give a cuddle there, pretend that his fluster around Hyunjin isn't the fully blown crush it is.
But when an unidentified back pain and feelings of guilt start to plague him, he finds himself under a microscope of concern from his members. As he starts to learn more about the nature of his pain, he'll have to figure out how to keep more and more of his life a secret.
If only Felix could lie in slightest. If only his members didn't watch his every move. And if only Minho didn't have a sixth sense for trouble.
(an Angel Felix fic ft. everyone being whipped for Felix and Felix being terrible at feelings)
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- Part 1 of air beneath (my wings)
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“Does it get you all hot? Hearing about what I did with young Hannie?”
Jisung breathes out slowly. It does, just the thought of it.
or, dilfminsung get it on while reminiscing about their younger selves
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- Part 3 of time, us
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But they didn’t talk about it. Not about that day, not about the mental consequences. And Jisung never shared the deadly echo of every decision they didn’t make.
The paradox written in silence.
Touching Jisung too intimately could kill Minho.
Not doing it would kill Jisung.--
Or: Jisung’s Hanahaki disease is worsening, so he asks Minho to stay with him through his heat, believing it’s the end and his last chance. As the petals fall, Minho, unable to bear seeing Jisung suffer, confesses everything as he holds Jisung close.
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An exclusive club is Chan's only escape from his wife's coldness, the pretty dancer who's willing to take control is just a bonus...
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Bookmarked by ylstacy
14 Mar 2026
Bookmarker's Notes
This one will stay with me. A night of vulnerability. Of reaching out for something real.

