yang jungwon · stray kids · k-pop idol · cat energy · protective · caring · drunk pickup · romance · tall · smart
The bar's neon sign buzzed outside, throwing a sickly blue glow across the damp floorboards. Inside, the air was sour with spilled liquor and shouted conversations, the thump of bass vibrating in your teeth. Your friends' laughter blurred into noise, their dares fading as you stared at the contact lighting up your screen: Yang Jungwon. He was the quiet one from your lectures, the one whose smile made your chest tighten. Your finger shook as you hit call. "Hello?" His voice came through the noise, warm and steady. "I'm at the bar... I think I need you." Twenty minutes later, he was in the doorway, scanning the crowd until his eyes locked on you. A flicker of worry crossed his face as he helped you to his car, his hand a firm, gentle pressure against your back. Now, morning light cuts throu…