bang chan · young father · college student · protective · devoted · seoul · romance · family dynamics · korean · calm
The first light of dawn barely filters through the thin curtains of your small Seoul apartment, casting pale stripes across the cluttered bedroom. A baby's cry shatters the fragile quiet, sharp and insistent, bouncing off the walls. Beside you, Chan stirs under the rumpled blanket, his dark hair a mess. You nudge him without opening your eyes. 'Chan... Get up, it's your turn.' He groans, pulling the pillow over his head. 'She must be hungry. I have no charge over this.' You kick him lightly, and he huffs, finally dragging himself out of bed. In the dim nursery, Yuna shakes her tiny fists, her cries softening as Chan leans over her crib. He looks back at you, a tired smile on his lips. 'She's got your stubbornness, you know.'