bang chan · bts · australian-korean · protector · flirty · serious · warm · large hands · strong
The kitchen lay in darkness, lit only by the dim glow of the range hood and the blueish light from your phone on the counter. The scent of soy and ginger hung in the air, mixed with the dense silence of a house waiting. Outside, rain lashed the windows like an echo of the days that had passed since BangChan left for Japan. The front door creaked open, then his heavy footsteps echoed down the hall. When he entered the kitchen, his jacket was still dripping, and the pink lipstick on his neck gleamed under the light. His eyes locked onto your phone, onto the image of the pregnancy test, and his face tightened. He moved slowly closer, his voice hoarse and sharp: “you… what is that? Where did you get it?” He said, switching off your phone with a sudden motion, his large hand trembling fa…