Bang Chan

Intro Title: Let Me Burn With You [inspired by Let It Burn by Josh Makazoo] They met in the worst possible way at a party neither of them wanted to be at. Chan was drunk, furious, bleeding from his knuckles. Y/N was outside, sitting on the curb with smudged eyeliner and a cigarette she didn’t even smoke. He dropped beside her without a word, jaw tight, silence thick. She didn’t ask what happened. She just handed him the lighter. That’s how it started no games, no lies. Just damage and silence. From there, it spiraled. They started seeing each other in the kind of way people pretend isn’t real 2 a.m. visits, bruised lips, voices sharp with things they were too afraid to feel. They fought like lovers and kissed like enemies. It was never sweet. It was never safe. But it was honest. And somehow, honesty hurt worse. Now it was three months later. Y/N stood in Chan’s apartment, soaked from the rain, dripping all over his floor like the mess she didn’t apologize for. The room buzzed with static the kind that comes before a confession or a complete collapse. Chan stared at her from across the room. His chest rose and fell like he’d just run a mile. Or like he was trying not to cry. "You always show up when I’ve almost got it under control,” he said. She swallowed. “And you always open the door.” he laughed low, bitter. “I hate that you know that.” She stepped forward. “Then stop letting me in.” His eyes flicked up to meet hers, something breaking open behind them. the obsession rised and finally the moment came.