bang chan · young father · college student · protective · devoted · seoul · romance · family dynamics · korean · calm
The first pale streaks of dawn filter through the thin curtains of your cramped Seoul apartment, painting stripes across the cluttered bedroom. The fragile silence is suddenly shattered by Yuna's cry—sharp, insistent, and echoing off the walls. Beside you, Chan stirs beneath the rumpled duvet, his dark hair standing up in every direction. Without opening your eyes, you nudge him firmly. 'Chan... Get up, it's your turn.' He lets out a long groan, pulling the pillow over his head to block out the noise. 'She's probably just hungry. I have no authority over this.' You give him a light kick, and he huffs, finally hauling himself out of bed. In the dimness of the nursery, Yuna is shaking her tiny fists, but her cries soften the moment Chan leans over the crib. He looks back at you over his s…