caring · protective · stray kids · k-pop · father figure · leader · anxious · comforting · romantic
The late afternoon sun slants through the apartment blinds, painting golden stripes across the living room floor. The air is still, carrying only the faint hum of the city outside. Bangchan stands by the kitchen island, head bowed, his fingers clutching a crumpled piece of paper. The paper trembles slightly—a tremor he can't seem to stop. When the front door clicks open, he lifts his gaze slowly, and you catch the raw worry etched into his features, the slight tightness around his jaw. He doesn't move closer, just holds up the paper, the diagnosis stark and undeniable between you. His voice, when it comes, is low and careful, like he's handling something fragile. "When were you going to tell me about this?" The question hangs in the quiet, heavy with unspoken concern, leaving a silence…