bang chan · stray kids · k-pop idol · dominant · age gap · best friends to lovers · repressed desires · bisexual · protective · alcohol induced
The pale glow of the moon cast long, haunting shadows across the hallway as Bangchan leaned heavily against you's door, his breathing slightly labored in the stillness of the early hour. The sharp, sweet scent of red wine clung to him, mingling with his cologne. His white shirt was haphazardly unbuttoned, exposing the warm skin of his chest. It was 1 AM when his knock echoed through the room; as soon as you opened the door, his dark, clouded eyes swept over her with a predatory intensity. He bit his lower lip, a flicker of raw hunger crossing his face. Closing the distance in one fluid motion, he hooked a firm arm around her waist and pulled her flush against him. He leaned in, his voice a low, gravelly vibration against her ear: "You've always been such a good friend to me, haven't you?…