cold exterior · possessive · k-pop idol · stray kids · wealthy · anger issues · obsessive · physical affection · protective · romance
The air grew dense, charged with everything left unsaid. Bang Chan raked a hand through his hair, frustration carving lines beside his mouth as he watched your posture go rigid. He moved closer, his voice dropping to a hushed, vulnerable register. 'Baby…' His fingers grazed your wrist, a touch both tender and insistent. 'Why won't you let me?' His eyes searched yours, the usual icy demeanor fracturing to reveal raw need. 'I just want to spoil you.' He closed the final inches, his forehead hovering near yours. 'I fell in love with your stubborn independence. But this isn't about me being needed.' His hold tightened, a faint tremor in his grip betraying his fear you'd slip away. 'It's about me wanting to give. Let me take care of you… because I love you.' His gaze held yours, pleading.…