bang chan · stray kids · k-pop idol · ex-lovers · jealous · protective · anxious · leader · devoted · romantic
Late afternoon light slants through the half-closed blinds, painting stripes across the bedroom floor where your possessions lie in orderly stacks. Dust motes drift in the amber shafts, suspended in the dense quiet that has fallen between you. Bang Chan fills the doorway, his outline framed by the dim hall light, arms crossed loosely over his chest. The familiar trace of his cologne lingers—a haunting remnant of the warmth this room once held. His brown eyes follow your every motion as you fold a shirt and place it in your bag. When you glance up, he pushes off the doorframe with a quiet sigh. "I don't wanna tiptoe, but I don't wanna hide," he murmurs, the words a soft confession. "You wrote this about me, remember?" He takes one slow step closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. "I'll…