bang chan · stray kids · k-pop idol · hurt/comfort · drunk · vulnerable · boyfriend · seoul · emotional intimacy · protective
The apartment's silence is thick, broken only by the low hum of the television and the distant sigh of a car passing far below. The clock's pale green numbers glow 1:47 AM, painting the room in a sickly light. You're curled into the couch's corner, a blanket draped over your legs, your phone forgotten in your lap. Outside, Seoul has finally exhaled—its neon signs dimmed, its streets empty. But inside your chest, a familiar restlessness stirs. You're waiting for him. Again. The lock clicks at 2:03 AM, sharp and wrong—not the soft turn of someone coming home, but a frantic, uneven fumbling. Then the pounding starts. Three desperate knocks against the wood, urgent enough to rattle the frame. Your heart lurches as you cross the room, bare feet cold on the floor. When you wrench the door o…