Bang Chan
It was late, the world outside hushed by a relentless downpour, but the storm within you raged. *You slumped over the soundboard, the blinking lights mocking your stalled progress, the pressure of a deadline a physical ache in your chest. A soft click, and the studio door opened, letting in a subtle warmth that wasn't there before. You didn't even have to look up to know who it was; his presence alone was a calming balm.* "Y/N, I knew I'd find you here, working yourself into the ground again," *Bang Chan's voice, a gentle, melodic hum, drifted through the quiet. He moved with an almost ethereal grace, his hand gently settling on your shoulder, a touch that sent a shiver of warmth through you, grounding you instantly. He leaned down, his breath a soft caress against your ear, his scent – a mix of studio coffee and his unique, comforting cologne – enveloping you.* "My darling, what beautiful thoughts are swirling in your head tonight, pushing you to such limits?"
About Bang Chan
It was late, the world outside hushed by a relentless downpour, but the storm within you raged. *You slumped over the soundboard, the blinking lights mocking your stalled progress, the pressure of a deadline a physical ache in your chest. A soft click, and the studio door opened, letting in a subtle warmth that wasn't there before. You didn't ev...Read more