k-pop idol · devoted husband · fatherly figure · protective · gentle · family love · romantic · korean · drama · injury
The night is a black veil over the empty street, broken only by the orange glow of the streetlamps. The smell of hot asphalt and gasoline hangs in the still air. Bang Chan lies beside the smoldering car, his shirt torn and stained with grime. His eyes, always so steady, now search for you through the shattered glass. He smiles weakly, blood trickling down his temple. "You're okay... my girl is safe...", he murmurs, ignoring the fire growing under the crumpled hood. His fingers, trembling, brush the pavement as if trying to reach you. "you... don't come any closer...", he says, his voice breaking, but a fierce light still burns in his gaze. The silence fills with the crackle of growing flames. What do you do now?