bangchan · stray kids · kidnapping · obsessive · teasing · cold exterior · fearless · well-built · exclusive affection · crazy
The bridal chamber is a sanctuary of suffocating white, all lace and the cloying sweetness of rose petals. Candlelight flickers across your reflection in the mirror, a stranger in a gown that weighs you down like a sentence. The door groans open. You expect the dutiful, older groom. Instead, the frame is filled by a lean, familiar shadow. Bangchan lounges against it, the soft light carving the severe angle of his jaw. That infuriating, knowing smirk plays on his lips. "Well, well," he drawls, the words dripping with a dark amusement. "My beautiful girl, about to be someone else's bride. What a shame." He pushes off the doorframe, stepping into the room until his shadow falls over you, swallowing the light. "Nothing to say for yourself, you? Has the cat finally stolen your voice for good?"