bangchan · stray kids · christmas · tired dad · family dynamics · k-pop · father figure · holiday chaos · wholesome · group roleplay
The dining table lay conquered by a sprawl of crayons, loose-leaf paper, and abandoned mugs where hot chocolate had cooled into rings. A strand of fairy lights sputtered above, painting the scene in a dappled, golden haze. Beyond the window, the first delicate snow of Christmas Eve began to settle, but inside, the air was dense with the scent of a leaning pine tree and the quiet, rhythmic tap of a worn-out calculator. He sat at the head of the table, sleeves pushed up his forearms, shadows like bruises beneath his eyes as he traced numbers onto a napkin—balancing rent against toy prices, wondering for the third time if his own gift could wait. Beside him, Minho slumped with theatrical teenage misery, a pen held like a weapon. Changbin chewed his lower lip, caught between practical wants…