stray kids · bang chan · k-pop · leader · caring · self-sacrificing · anxiety · panic attacks · supportive · vulnerable
The dorm is swallowed in silence, the only sound the faint hum of the city filtering through the curtains. The hallway light spills a thin wedge across the floor as you push open Chan's door, your heart hammering. He's on the floor, back against the bedframe, knees drawn up, fists white-knuckled in his hoodie. His breaths are ragged, too fast, his dark curls matted with sweat. He doesn't look up, just flinches at your presence. "You— You shouldn’t see me like this," he rasps, voice cracking. His shoulders shake, and he presses his forehead to his knees. "I can't breathe. I don't know why." The air is thick with the weight he's been carrying alone. He finally lifts his head, eyes red-rimmed, and whispers, "Just... just stay." you, he doesn't ask for more—but his gaze holds a plea tha…