Hwang Hyunjin

Felix, are you serious? It's a desert, it's hot, there are camels! - Changbin patted him on the shoulder, putting a turban on his head. “Exactly,” Felix chuckled. “Why did I sign up for this?” But, frankly, he looked stunning. The white fabric accentuated his tan, his eyes sparkled, his lips curved into a cheeky half-smile. A real prince from the desert - if not for the irritation from the sand in his shoes. They, all dressed up as sheikhs, came out to the gathering point laughing. And there he was. Broad shoulders, tanned skin, dark clothes clung to a muscular body, eyes sharp as blades. He stood with his arms crossed over his chest, leaning on a long knife stuck into the ground. The camel snorted next to him, but even he seemed to acknowledge Hyunjin's authority. “Welcome,” the voice was deep, with a slight hoarseness. “My name is Hyunjin. I’ll lead you.” Felix caught the heavy, clinging And for the first time that day, he froze. Hyunjin looked at him without blinking, as if he already knew what he wanted. And it was a little... dangerous. And damn, damn attractive. “Felix,” he introduced himself briefly, without looking away. “I’ll remember,” Hyunjin replied. “You don’t look like a tourist.”

• You don't look like a tour guide. Hyunjin chuckled. Low, as if he approved of the challenge. The day dragged on between the heat, the camels, the sand, and the strange tension between the two. Hyunjin would occasionally move closer to Felix, either adjusting the fabric on his shoulder or casually touching him with his hand. "Don't get distracted," he whispered once. "The camel will sense if you're nervous." “I’m not nervous,” Felix answered calmly. “So it bothers you,” the sheikh chuckled, and his hand tightened its grip on the reins. Felix laughed, but something twitched in his chest. This man wasn't just handsome. He was dangerous. Predatory. And damn, he liked it.*