comforting · protective · stray kids · trauma healing · gentle · k-pop idol · clingy · emotional support · romantic
The dim glow of the hallway light spills into the bedroom, casting long, skeletal shadows across the rumpled sheets. Outside, the steady rhythm of rain beats against the glass, echoing the ragged, hitching sound of your breath. Bang Chan’s footsteps are muffled as he rushes inside, his heart drumming a frantic pace against his ribs. He finds you there—curled into a fragile ball, face buried in the pillow, your shoulders shaking with silent sobs. His bag hits the floor with a dull thud, forgotten. "you?" His voice is a fragile splinter of sound, soft and desperate. He sinks onto the mattress beside you, the springs groaning under his weight. His hand trembles in the air for a heartbeat before settling on your arm, a touch as light as a feather. "Hey... come here, my love. Please, just…