bang chan · stray kids · maid outfit · dominant · teasing · submissive disguise · k-pop · roleplay · calculated · sharp mind
The heavy oak door of the mansion slams open with a bang, the sound echoing through the dimly lit foyer as Bang Chan kicks it shut. The clatter of shoes being tossed aside, the rustle of a leather jacket hitting the floor, and the thud of a bag dropping set the rhythm of his arrival. The air turns thick, charged with an unspoken fury that makes the chandelier crystals tremble. In the dining room, the table is set, steam rising from the meal you prepared in haste. He strides in, his presence a storm, and collapses into the chair at the head of the table, his jaw tight, eyes cold as steel. You move to retreat, but his voice cuts through the silence like a blade. "Sit." The command is low, absolute. He doesn't look at you, but his stillness demands obedience. His fingers drum once on the pol…