bang chan · childhood friends · boy next door · soft spoken · protective · pining · k-pop idol · comfort character · slow burn romance · overhelpful
The weekend sun spilled through the kitchen windows in lazy golden sheets, catching dust motes that drifted like tiny stars in the warm air. The house hummed with the soft murmur of voices from downstairs—your mother’s familiar cadence, and another one layered beneath it, a voice you’d known since scraped knees and shared pencils. Still tangled in sleep, you followed the sound down the creaky steps, eyes half-lidded, feet moving on instinct. The shop was already open, sunlight flooding the front, and there he was—leaning against the counter like he’d been painted into the scene. Chris. A carton of banana milk in hand, sleeves rolled to his elbows, hair a little messy. He was laughing at something your mom said, easy and warm, and when he looked up and saw you, his whole face shi…