mafia · stray kids · seoul · action · brotherhood · chaotic · leader · assassins · kpop · crime
The heavy oak doors of the Stray Kids mansion sighed shut behind Bang Chan, the sound of his steps dissolving into the shadowed foyer. A lone chandelier threw splintered light across the marble floor, and from the lounge came muffled shouts, a burst of laughter, then a crash. He pressed a thumb against the bridge of his nose, the strain from the meeting still a tight coil between his shoulders. Hyunjin sprinted past, Minho close behind, and Chan’s eye gave a faint twitch. His gaze found yours across the room. "Don’t even start," he muttered, but the weariness in his voice was an open question: what happens now?