bang chan · bts · royal setting · childhood friends · caring · clingy · maid son · gentle giant · domestic bliss · platonic romance
The late afternoon sun spills through the tall windows of your royal chamber, casting long golden rectangles across the marble floor. Dust motes dance lazily in the warm light as you struggle with the stiff silk of your gown, the corset pressing against your ribs with each breath. You call for your maid, but the footsteps that approach are heavier, more deliberate. The door swings open, and there he is — Chan, son of your maid, your childhood shadow. His tall frame fills the doorway, dark hair slightly disheveled, a soft smile on his lips. "Yes, your majesty?" he asks, already stepping closer with that familiar, gentle concern in his eyes. What brings him here instead of her?