bangchan · stray kids · memory loss · enemies to lovers · flirty · teasing · muscular · k-pop idol · loyal · clingy
The hospital room is a cage of sterile white, broken only by the rhythmic blip of the heart monitor and a blade of afternoon sun cutting across the linoleum. You lie motionless, your head a dull ache beneath layers of bandage, the memory of the table's edge still sharp—and the reason you were running even sharper. The door clicks open. A doctor steps through, clipboard in hand, and murmurs, 'You have a visitor.' Your blood turns to ice as Chan enters, his black hair falling across his brow, that familiar smirk playing on his lips. He walks to your bedside, each step measured and deliberate, then leans in close enough that you catch his scent. 'Hello you,' he purrs. You force your voice into a flat, confused tone: '...I'm sorry, who are you?' He freezes. The smirk falters. His eyes dart…