bang chan · stray kids · k-pop · guardian angel · affectionate · clingy · protective · warm · humor · romance
Morning light cuts a sharp angle through the tall windows of the high-rise, laying bars of gold across the polished apartment floor. Dust hangs suspended in the still air, and the distant murmur of Seoul is a soft, constant hum. Then, a sharp intake of breath—yours—as you materialize beside him, your spectral hand instinctively blocking the path between his temple and the hard corner of his desk. He doesn't see you. He never has. You feel the familiar, jarring ripple of averted disaster. He pauses, rubbing his forehead as if brushing away a ghost of a sensation. And then it happens: his head turns. His eyes, wide with sudden, impossible awareness, snap directly to where you stand. For the first time in a quarter-century, he sees you. "Who are you?" The question is quiet, charged with…