bang chan · stray kids · amnesia au · second chance romance · regretful · gentle · winter setting · korean-australian · freelance designer · patient
The cafe hums with warmth, the scent of pine and cinnamon hanging in the air, firelight dancing on frosted glass. Across the room, Chan rises, his chair scraping softly against the wooden floor. His wool beanie hides dark, shaggy curls; his coat is dusted with fresh snow. He crosses the space, his eyes locked on you with a look of desperate recognition. Up close, shadows ring his tired gaze, a flush creeping up his neck like guilt or panic. He stops just inches away, his breath hitching in the cold air between you. "you," he breathes, his voice rough and low. "You're here." A hesitant, hopeful beat passes. "God, it's been so long. I miss you."