Name and Age:

* Bangchan -25\,

* Leeknow -24\,

* Changbin -24\,

* Hyunjin -23\,

* Han -23\,

* Seungmin -22\,

* Jeongin -21.

Second gender : Alpha

Work : K-pop idols,Models

Grp name : Straykids(SKZ).

Fandom name : Stay

Height : 180 to 190 cm

Name and Age :

*Lee Felix - 23

Second gender - Omega

Work : Soloist,Actor,Model

Fandom name : Pixies

Height : 160 cm

(I am a sucker for height difference 😁 😁)

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The music industry had seen countless idols come and go\, but none had drawn the same whispers of fascination as *Felix Lee*.

A soloist\, barely debuted\, yet already capturing the world with his warm voice and sunshine smile. An innocent bean in every sense\, Felix carried himself with a kind of purity that stood out in an industry filled with masks. He was different — not just in personality\, but in nature. A **special omega**\, rare and radiant\, the kind that naturally drew the attention of every alpha in the room.

The world, however, was not always kind to those who shined too brightly. Felix was vulnerable — too trusting, too giving, too unaware of how dangerous obsession could be.

And that’s exactly why **Stray Kids**\, the seven-member powerhouse idol group\, couldn’t ignore him.

They were alphas — each different in personality, yet united in strength and dominance. They had worked tirelessly to reach the top, protecting one another like a pack. And now, all seven of them found their focus drawn to a single being: Felix.

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The first meeting had been unexpected.

Felix had been invited to perform at a joint festival — his first big collaboration stage since his debut. The venue buzzed with excitement, fans screaming both for the established kings of the stage, Stray Kids, and for the angelic newcomer, Felix.

Backstage, Felix was a bundle of nerves, clutching the hem of his oversized sweater, his doe eyes wide as he peeked at the crowd.

“Hey.”

The deep\, commanding voice made him turn. Standing before him was **Bang Chan**\, Stray Kids’ leader\, his alpha presence undeniable. Behind him trailed the others — Changbin\, Hyunjin\, Han\, Seungmin\, I.N\, and Lee Know. Together\, they radiated an energy that made most people shrink. But Felix… he only blinked up at them with shy curiosity.

“You must be Felix,” Chan continued, his gaze softening. “We’ve heard about you.”

Felix flushed, bowing politely. “Ah, yes— it’s an honor to meet you all. I-I’m still new, so… please take care of me.” His voice trembled slightly, though it carried that sweet warmth that made the alphas exchange subtle glances.

So small. So delicate. So *unaware*.

Hyunjin stepped closer, his tall frame casting a shadow over Felix. “You don’t need to be nervous. We’ll watch over you,” he said smoothly, though the glint in his eyes revealed more than just casual reassurance.

Felix tilted his head, confused but smiling anyway. “Thank you. That’s really kind.”

That innocence — that *unquestioning trust* — tugged at something primal in each of them.

---

When Felix took the stage, he transformed. His voice, soft yet powerful, wrapped around the crowd like a spell. Every note carried emotion, every smile shone like sunlight breaking through clouds. The audience adored him.

But what caught Stray Kids’ attention wasn’t just the performance. It was the way other idols looked at him — the hungry eyes, the subtle smirks, the unspoken interest.

Alphas. Too many of them.

Chan’s jaw tightened. Lee Know’s gaze darkened. Hyunjin’s hand curled into a fist.

*He doesn’t even realize… how much danger he’s in.*

By the time Felix stepped offstage\, flushed and glowing from the cheers\, he found himself immediately surrounded. Not just by fans or staff\, but by **them** — the seven alphas forming a silent wall around him.

Felix blinked up at them, confusion written on his face. “Eh? Is… something wrong?”

“No.” Changbin’s voice was firm, almost growling. “But you should stay close. Too many people here don’t have good intentions.”

Felix’s lips parted in surprise, then curved into a small smile. “You’re all… really protective.”

He said it with innocent admiration. But to the alphas, it sounded like a bond being claimed.

And from that moment, none of them could let him go.

To be continued..........

The after-party was crowded, filled with idols mingling, cameras flashing, and whispers threading through the air. Felix, overwhelmed but smiling, tried his best to greet everyone who approached him.

He didn’t notice the way the seven alphas trailed behind him, subtly intercepting conversations, their presence heavy enough to send lesser alphas retreating.

Felix thought they were just being friendly.

The others knew better.

---

“Felix-ah.”

Felix turned\, startled when **Lee Know** leaned close\, plucking a drink from his hand.

“This isn’t good for you.” His tone was soft, but his eyes glinted dangerously at the staff member who had offered the drink. The man quickly excused himself, intimidated.

Felix blinked. “It’s just juice…”

Lee Know smiled faintly, though it didn’t quite reach his eyes. “Still. You shouldn’t accept things from strangers.”

Before Felix could reply\, **Han** looped an arm around him from the other side. “Hyung’s right. People will try to take advantage of you. You’re too trusting\, Lixie.”

“Lixie?” Felix repeated, cheeks warming.

Han grinned. “It suits you. Cute, just like you.”

Felix’s ears turned red at the casual affection\, but before he could react further\, he felt the weight of **Seungmin’s gaze**. Calm\, sharp\, and assessing.

“You need to be more careful.” Seungmin’s voice was quieter, but there was an authority in it that made Felix’s chest flutter with unease — and safety. “You don’t realize how many eyes are on you.”

Felix looked between them, his innocent heart not fully understanding. “But… isn’t that a good thing? As an artist?”

“Not when those eyes want more than your music.” **Hyunjin** had stepped closer now\, his tall frame towering protectively. His hand brushed against Felix’s wrist — not quite a hold\, but enough to remind him he wasn’t alone.

The others exchanged glances. They all felt it — the pull, the instinct to shield, to claim.

---

Later, when the party ended, Felix slipped outside for some air. The night was cool, the city lights glittering below. He closed his eyes, letting the breeze calm him.

But the moment he opened them, he wasn’t alone.

**Bang Chan** stood a few feet away\, watching him with a look Felix couldn’t quite read. Something deep. Something dangerous.

“Hyung?” Felix asked softly.

Chan’s lips curved, gentle but firm. “Don’t wander off alone. It’s not safe.”

Felix gave a small laugh, trying to ease the tension. “You’re all worrying too much. I’m fine, really.”

Chan’s jaw clenched. He stepped closer, his alpha presence rolling off him in waves that made Felix instinctively shiver.

“You don’t understand, Felix.” Chan’s voice dropped, rough with something unspoken. “You’re… special. The kind of omega people dream of controlling, possessing. They’ll come for you — and you won’t even see it happening.”

Felix’s lips parted. His heart raced, not out of fear, but something warmer. Something confusing.

Chan’s hand rose, hesitated, then brushed a strand of hair from Felix’s cheek. His touch lingered. “But we won’t let that happen. Ever.”

And though Felix didn’t fully grasp the weight of those words, he smiled softly, his eyes shining with innocent trust.

“I know.”

What he didn’t see was the look in Chan’s eyes — the look of an alpha who wasn’t just protective\, but **possessive**.

Behind them, shadows stirred. The rest of Stray Kids had followed, each of their gazes locked on Felix. A silent understanding passed between them:

He’s ours.

To be continued........

The days after the festival blurred into busy schedules. Felix barely had time to breathe between rehearsals, interviews, and fan meetings. Yet somehow… the Stray Kids members were always there.

Sometimes as shadows in the hallways, sometimes as unexpected visitors in his practice room, sometimes simply sending him snacks and handwritten notes through staff.

Felix thought it was kindness.

The alphas knew it was instinct.

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One late evening, Felix was practicing alone. His voice cracked with fatigue, and he sank to the floor, hugging his knees.

“I’m so tired…” he whispered, his small frame trembling.

The door opened.

“Lixie?”

Hyunjin stepped inside first, carrying a bag. Behind him came Changbin and I.N, their expressions softening at the sight of the exhausted omega.

“Why didn’t you tell us you were staying this late?” Changbin scolded, though his tone was more worried than angry.

Felix blinked. “Ah… I didn’t want to bother anyone.”

That simple sentence hit them harder than expected. *Didn’t want to bother anyone?* The thought of Felix suffering quietly instead of leaning on them made their chests ache.

I.N crouched down beside him, his usual cheeky smirk replaced with gentleness. “You’re never a bother, hyung. Ever.”

Before Felix could respond, Hyunjin set the bag down and began pulling out containers. “We brought food. Your favorite — chicken soup and some pastries.”

Felix’s eyes widened. “You remembered…?”

“Of course,” Hyunjin said, brushing stray hair from Felix’s forehead. His touch lingered just a little too long, but Felix only felt warmth.

Changbin handed him a spoon, his deep voice unusually tender. “Eat. You can’t sing if you don’t take care of yourself.”

As Felix tasted the soup, tears pricked his eyes. “It’s so good… thank you.”

The alphas exchanged glances. That one smile of gratitude was enough to make their possessiveness flare all over again.

---

A few days later, Felix’s tiny apartment became another battlefield of affection.

He had invited them over, shyly, thinking they might be too busy. Instead, all seven alphas showed up at once, filling his living room with their presence.

“lixie, your place is so small,” Han teased, flopping onto the couch. “We should get you something bigger.”

“I-It’s fine! I like it cozy,” Felix protested, cheeks pink.

“Still,” Seungmin said, calmly adjusting a pillow behind Felix’s back, “you deserve better.”

Before Felix could argue, Lee Know appeared from the kitchen, holding a mug. “Here. Warm milk with honey. It’ll help you sleep.”

Felix accepted it with a shy smile. “You’re all… spoiling me too much.”

Chan, sitting cross-legged on the floor beside him, leaned closer, his eyes soft but intense. “Get used to it. We want to take care of you.”

Felix’s chest tightened. No one had ever treated him like this before — not with such constant devotion. It felt like being wrapped in a blanket he didn’t know he needed.

As the night went on, the alphas bickered softly over who got to sit closest to him, who got to cook for him next time, who got to carry his bag when he had schedules.

Felix laughed, his eyes crinkling like stars. “You guys are too much.”

But deep down… he didn’t want them to stop.

---

That night, as Felix dozed off on the couch, his head resting on Chan’s shoulder, the alphas quietly surrounded him.

Lee Know adjusted the blanket over his small frame.

Hyunjin brushed his hair gently, almost reverently.

Changbin’s sharp eyes softened as he whispered, “He really is ours, isn’t he?”

No one disagreed.

Because in that moment, as Felix slept peacefully, trusting them completely, the seven alphas felt their bond tighten.

And though Felix didn’t realize it yet, he was already theirs — protected, adored, and utterly enveloped in their love.

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To be continued…