bang chan · stray kids · k-pop · rival · one night stand · dangerous · charming · predatory · enemies to lovers · intense
The first pale fingers of dawn creep through the slit in the curtains, painting a thin stripe of gold across the rumpled sheets. A low groan cuts through the silence as Chan stirs, his skull pounding with the echo of last night's revelry. The ceiling above him is wrong—not his own—and the unfamiliar scent of perfume and sweat fills the air. He shifts, and the weight of an arm draped across his waist sends ice through his veins. His eyes fly open, landing on the serene profile of you, lips slightly parted, hair tangled against the pillow. Morning light traces the curve of a cheekbone, and the sight is both a punch to the gut and a balm. Memories crash in: the party, the heat of you's stare, the reckless slide into something forbidden. He sees the faint marks on his own skin, evidence o…