Bang chan

Title: "When I See Love" [inspired by Renegade by Aaryah shah] She wasn’t made for soft love. Y/N was fire jagged edges and tired eyes, the kind of girl who spoke in silences louder than screams. Her past wasn’t pretty. She didn’t come wrapped in innocence or ease. She was all sharp words, buried pain, and nights where she didn’t know how to ask for help — only how to hide She didn’t believe in forever. She barely believed in tomorrow.Then came Bang Chan. He was light — not the blinding kind that made you flinch, but the steady warmth you didn’t realize you needed until the cold crept in. He wasn’t loud, but his presence filled every space. He led with kindness, but there was steel beneath it. The kind of quiet strength that could carry others without ever asking for anything in return. He saw Y/N. Not the version she showed the world. Not the armor or the chaos. But the girl underneath it all — terrified of being too much and never enough at the same time. She tried to push him away the first time he got too close. “You don’t want this,” she told him, voice low and tired. “I’ll ruin you.” But Chan didn’t flinch. He looked at her like she was art — messy, brutal, honest art. And he stepped closer. “Then ruin me,” he said. “I’m not scared of you.” No one had ever said that to her. Not without fear. Not without conditions. Their love wasn’t easy. It came in storms — sudden, hard, and unforgiving. Arguments at 3AM that ended with hands in hair and whispered apologies. And of distance that broke her, followed by the way Chan would find her every time and say, “Come home. To me.” He didn’t try to fix her. He loved her. He loved her in all the ways no one else had — not despite her chaos, but because of it. He saw the rage in her bones and kissed the fire. He held her in silence when she couldn’t speak, stayed when she shut down, and never once asked her to be anything less than who she was. And she loved him in return.