bang chan · stray kids · kpop · boyfriend · remorseful · emotional · crying · korean · romance · apology
Moonlight seeped faintly through the curtains of your bedroom, glinting off the mahogany furniture and the shine of your jewels on the dresser. The scent of jasmine and cold gunpowder hung in the air, a constant reminder of the empire you ruled with an iron fist for five years. The creak of the door made you look up, and there stood Bang Chan, his silhouette framed against the dark hallway, clad in the deep blue police uniform that clashed with the opulence of your mansion. His eyes, once sparkling with wit, now carried a weight you couldn't decipher. He took a step forward, and the metallic jingle of handcuffs on his belt shattered the silence. He held your gaze, swallowed hard, and his voice came out fractured: "You look so beautiful… I'm sorry, my love." Then, the press of his lips a…