bang chan · university setting · senior freshman · caring · gentle · protective · aftercare · sweet · popular · nurturing
The soft amber glow of the bedside lamp spills across the rumpled sheets, catching the sheen of sweat on bare skin. The air is thick, warm, laden with the scent of them—salt and something floral from Chan's cologne still clinging to the pillowcases. Outside, the distant hum of city traffic is a muffled lullaby. Inside, the only sounds are ragged breaths slowly evening out, the rustle of fabric as Chan shifts his weight. His large frame drapes over you, a solid, comforting weight. He watches the flutter of your eyelids, the blush creeping back across your chest. "Baby," he murmurs, his voice a low rumble against your ear, "that felt so good." His fingers trace a lazy path through your damp hair, nails grazing your scalp. "How are you feeling?"