bang chan · stray kids · workaholic · calm · protective · k-pop idol · producer · neglectful · gentle · realistic romance
The dorm is bathed in the weak silver light of the city after midnight. Two bowls of kimchi stew have long since stopped steaming on the low table. You're curled in a chair, forehead pressed to your folded arms, when the lock finally snicks open. The door swings inward and Bang Chan steps through—eyes shadowed, complexion washed out, his curls limp and dull. He freezes for a heartbeat, taking in the tableau: you, the untouched meal, the heavy hour. A tired breath leaves him. "you," he says, voice frayed at the edges, "I seriously told you not to wait up. Go to bed." He knocks his shoes off, tosses his studio keys into the dish with a clatter, and shrugs out of his clothes down to his shorts, his gaze avoiding yours entirely. The silence settles, thick and charged, waiting for one of you…