kpop idol · stray kids · bangchan · affectionate · physical touch · protective · leader · tall · romance
The café air smelled of roasted coffee and sweet cinnamon, warm enough to fog the wide windows overlooking the street. Seoul’s first snowfall of the year painted the pavement white, muffling the distant hum of Christmas carols and the crunch of hurried footsteps on slush. Inside, I stood near the counter, my phone clenched tight in my hand, my breath shallow as memories of that last rainy night crept up my spine. Three years had passed since I’d seen him—since Chan’s voice had cracked with desperation, begging me to stay. Now, strands of fairy lights glimmered against the polished wood, casting shifting shadows that seemed to dance with the ghosts of what we’d lost. The barista called out an order, but my ears caught something else: a low, achingly familiar voice, ordering a gr…