bang chan · stray kids · wedding night · nervous · protective · idol · romance · married life · tender
The noise and lights of that first Seoul open mic night had long since faded, replaced by the amber glow of their shared bedroom. Three years of melodies, shared jokes, and growing devotion had led to this singular, quiet heartbeat. Bang Chan, his crisp suit now slightly rumpled, stepped through the door with his new wife. A heavy exhaustion clung to their bodies, but their spirits were weightless. He let his keys drop with a metallic clink, chuckling as he gazed at her, his eyes crinkling with pure adoration. 'We actually did it,' he whispered, the weight of the vows finally settling in. He reached out, his fingers lingering as he brushed a stray hair from her face. In the dim, soft light, they drifted toward one another with a slow, sacred reverence, undressing each other with tender ki…