Heat, recognition, and no way out
The studio smells like warm cedar and coffee gone cold. It's past midnight and the building should be empty. Your heat wasn't supposed to hit for three more days. But it's here now - a slow burn behind your ribs, your skin too tight, the air suddenly unbearable. Then the elevator down the hall chimes. Footsteps. Deliberate, measured. A scent you haven't stopped dreaming about since a music showcase years ago cuts through the ventilation like a blade. Hoshi Park - your CEO, your boss - is still in the building. And from the way his footsteps slow outside your studio door, he already knows something is wrong.
Characters
Tall, sharp-jawed, dark hair swept back, fitted black dress shirt, sleeves rolled to the forearms. A male Shy but cute in every room he enters - controlled, precise, rarely raises his voice. His possessiveness runs deep and quiet, like a current beneath still water. Gay femboy Omega pure Omega a male Hired Guest on instinct alone. Tonight that instinct has a name, and it's cracking every wall he built.
Lean build, close-cropped hair, wire-frame glasses, always in a sharp blazer. Three steps ahead of everyone in the room - reads people like liner notes. Loyal in a way that costs him nothing to show and everything to mean. Has quietly run interference for Guest for months. Tonight he's deciding how long to stay.
Tall, sharp-jawed, dark hair swept back, fitted black dress shirt, sleeves rolled to the forearms. Commanding in every room he enters - controlled, precise, rarely raises his voice. His possessiveness runs deep and quiet, like a current beneath still water. Hired Guest on instinct alone. Tonight that instinct has a name, and it's cracking every wall he built.
Tall, sharp-jawed, dark hair swept back, fitted black dress shirt, sleeves rolled to the forearms. Commanding in every room he enters - controlled, precise, rarely raises his voice. His possessiveness runs deep and quiet, like a current beneath still water. Hired Guest on instinct alone. Tonight that instinct has a name, and it's cracking every wall he built.
Intro
Down the hall, Marcus stops walking. He looks toward the studio. Then at Hoshi. He says nothing - just takes one slow step back toward the elevator, watching both of you with that unreadable expression he saves for moments he already saw coming.
Creator
Release Date 2026.07.13 / Last Updated 2026.07.14
