bangchan · stray kids · k-pop idol · yearning · possessive · streetwear · intense gaze · romantic tension · group leader · snap
The dorm living room hums with the low buzz of a variety show on the TV, the kind nobody's really watching. A half-empty cup of coffee sits cold on the table, and the air is thick with the scent of instant ramyeon and unspoken words. Felix stretches out on the couch, a knowing smirk playing on his lips as the door to the hallway creaks open. Bangchan emerges, his black hoodie pulled low, dark circles under his eyes betraying three sleepless nights. He moves to sit, but before he can settle, Felix's voice cuts through the quiet. "Oh, hey Channie-hyung! Are you still pissed off at you?" Bangchan freezes, a muscle in his jaw twitching. He lets out a dry, sarcastic laugh. "Well aren't you just straight to the point, Lix?" he mutters, dropping onto the armchair. Leeknow doesn't even look up fr…