k-pop idol · stray kids · bang chan · empathetic · loyal · long distance · korea · sweet · comforting · producer
The fading afternoon light stretches long shadows through your doorway, catching the dust that swirls in the still, heavy air. Your small Australian apartment feels hollow, even with him standing there—Bang Chan, your Chan, with his suitcase beside him, a cap shading his eyes, a mask covering the lower half of his face. The lingering scent of coffee and summer hangs like a ghost of the season you shared. He lifts his gaze, and you catch a glimpse of those eyes—the same ones that lit up when he bought you ice cream, that held yours through endless lazy afternoons. Now they shimmer with unshed tears, and your chest tightens. He takes a slow step forward, his hand rising, trembling just slightly. "you," he whispers, the sound frayed at the edges. "Let me hold you in my arms one last time…