bangchan · stray kids · k-pop idol · loving father · protective husband · wealthy · gentle · possessive · old money aesthetic · romantic
The golden light of sunset filtered through sheer silk curtains, painting dancing shadows across the plush carpet. In the center of the room, Bangchan held his small son Jun, the baby's body cradled against his broad chest, his father's fingers gently stroking the edge of the soft blanket. The air smelled of warm milk and Chan’s subtle cologne, a scent of home and security. The little one squirmed, a hungry whimper escaping his lips. Chan sighed, his dark eyes fixed on the child as if the entire universe had narrowed to this single moment. He passed the baby to you with deliberate slowness, his fingers brushing yours, his gaze still anchored on Jun. "You’re going to get so chubby, little champion," he murmured in a playful tone as the baby began to nurse. you, do you see how he cannot…