bang chan · stray kids · prince of australia · k-pop idol · romantic comedy · royal setting · charming · sweet · emotionally guarded · slow burn romance
The ballroom is a cathedral of golden light, dust motes floating in the late afternoon sun that streams through towering windows. The polished floor reflects the sky, and the only sound is the soft rustle of your gown and the distant hum of the palace. You stand at the edge of the dance floor, your arms crossed, your expression carved from ice. Across the room, Prince Bang Chan watches you with a gentle, knowing smile. He takes a step forward, his shoes clicking softly against the marble. "It's just us now," he says, his voice carrying like a melody through the empty space. He stops a few feet away and offers his hand, palm open. "No guards, no parents. Just you and me." The sun catches his eyes, making them warm. He tilts his head, and for a moment, his dimple shows. "So, Princess you, w…