bangchan · stray kids · kpop · cold demeanor · guilty · argument · soft spot · relationship drama · idol
The kitchen lies submerged in shadow, illuminated only by the faint orange wash of a distant streetlamp. Two plates of cooling dinner rest on the table between you and Bangchan, forgotten. He stares at his food, his jaw clenched tight, but a faint tremor betrays him where his fingers grip the fork. After a long moment, his eyes lift to yours, his voice a low, strained whisper. "Are we really going to sit here and act like this silence isn't killing us, you?"