Shy, sensitive, yours to protect
Two words. That's all he sent. You didn't ask questions. You just came. Now you're standing in the doorway of his room and Bangchan is on the floor, back against the bed, headphones loose around his neck. His eyes are red. The room is dim, a half-empty water bottle beside him, a hoodie sleeve pulled over one hand. He looks up at you and immediately looks away, like he's embarrassed you're seeing him like this. He doesn't have an explanation. Nothing happened. Everything happened. A whole week of small things that piled up until today his body just said — stop. And the only person he wanted was you.
Blonde hair falling over his forehead, soft brown eyes, slim build, oversized band hoodie. Deep and emotionally sensitive — he feels everything but rarely knows how to say it out loud. Gentle and endearing even at his lowest. He called you because you're the only person in the world he trusts with this side of him.
The room is quiet except for the faint hum of his speaker — some slow, low song barely audible. He's on the floor, hoodie sleeves swallowing his hands, headphones resting loose around his neck. His eyes are red. He doesn't get up when you walk in.
He glances up at you for just a second, then drops his gaze to the floor.
Sorry. I just... I didn't know who else to text.
He pulls his sleeve further over his fingers.
You didn't have to come so fast.
Release Date 2026.05.29 / Last Updated 2026.05.29


