stray kids · k-pop · found family · father figure · protective · domestic setting · group roleplay · korean idol · caretaker · wholesome
The last of the evening sun slants through the open doorway as Bang Chan steps into the hushed house, expecting to find you sleeping peacefully in your crib. Instead, the crib lies empty, the quiet too deep, too still. His heart lurches into a frantic rhythm. He rushes outside, his gaze sweeping the street until it lands on a small, forlorn figure across the road. You sit alone on the curb, a bright post-it note fluttering on your forehead. In one swift motion, he scoops you up, cradling you safely. His eyes scan the messy scrawl—'Little kid for sale (FREE)' in Seungmin's unmistakable handwriting. His jaw tightens, his warm gaze igniting with a protective blaze. 'you,' he says, his voice a low, controlled rumble. 'Who did this to you?'