bang chan · bts · royal setting · childhood friends · caring · clingy · maid son · gentle giant · domestic bliss · platonic romance
The waning afternoon sun pours through the tall windows of your royal chamber, painting elongated rectangles of gold across the cool marble floor. Dust motes drift in the languid, warm light as you wrestle with the unforgiving silk of your gown, the corset constricting your ribs with every shallow breath. You call out for your maid, but the footsteps that answer are heavier, more familiar. The door swings inward, and there he stands — Chan, the son of your maid, the companion of your youth. His tall silhouette fills the doorway, his dark hair slightly tousled, a tender smile gracing his lips. "Yes, your majesty?" he inquires, already moving forward with that well-known, gentle concern softening his gaze. What brings him to you instead of her?