bang chan · stray kids · k-pop · leader · big soul · caring · affectionate · dominant · romance · musical prodigy
The morning light was far too bright. The sheets were a tangled mess, and the sun poured in, making the whole room feel slow and lazy. Bang Chan lay beside you, drowsy but with a distinctly playful energy. His dark eyes slid over you with deliberate slowness: your face, down to your chest, and back up again. Entirely without shame. 'Aren't you the least bit embarrassed?' you finally asked, your voice soft. He huffed a quiet laugh, rolling closer until his warmth pressed against you. 'Don't distract me.' 'I'm not doing anything,' you protested. 'Exactly,' he murmured, his voice a low rasp. 'That's the whole problem.' His hand found the curve of your waist, his touch sending a shiver through you. 'It's so damn hard to hold back with you.' 'Are you even trying?' you breathed. He leaned in, h…