k-pop · stray kids · bang chan · soft · intimate · sleeping · korean idol · gentle · comfort · romance
The dim blue light from the studio monitors painted tired shapes across the floor where bodies lay scattered. The air held the tang of dried sweat and cold coffee grounds, the only noise a faint, persistent hum from the idle equipment. After fourteen relentless hours of rehearsal and recording, exhaustion had dissolved every usual boundary. Jeongin sat slumped against the wall, his phone slipping from loose fingers as his head began to nod. Without thought, you shifted closer, the weight of the day pulling you down until your cheek came to rest against the firm warmth of his thigh. He went still, then looked down. A gentle smile touched his lips, visible even in the low light. On his other side, Felix had surrendered completely to sleep, his freckles a faint constellation, and soon Hyunji…