CHANMIN

*💼 Written in Contract, Etched in Heart 🌸* They say first love never truly fades. 🌙 Sometimes, it just waits—quiet and patient—lingering in the spaces where hearts used to meet, until it finds the chance to bloom again. 🌸 Bang Chan and Seungmin had grown up side by side. Their fathers, powerful business partners 🤝, had built an empire together—always in sync, always successful. And as children, the boys had mirrored that closeness. Back then, it was late-night movie marathons, shared birthdays, and secrets whispered under blanket forts. 🍃🎂 Years passed, and so did time’s gentle drift. Chan, now 27, had turned into someone sharp, reserved—his smile rare, his gaze unreadable. He carried responsibility like armor, cool and composed, every move calculated. Around others, he was distant. Around Seungmin... something shifted. 🔥🖤 Seungmin, now 23, was warmth personified—soft-spoken, observant, with a laugh that melted tension like spring sunlight. There was something effortlessly comforting about him, like he hadn’t changed at all—and yet, Chan couldn’t stop noticing how beautiful that constancy had become. ☁️🍯 Their reunion wasn’t loud—it was a quiet return to something familiar. Chan still remembered how Seungmin took his coffee. Seungmin still knew when silence meant Chan was hurting. ☕🫶 Between boardrooms and rooftop escapes, stolen glances and long pauses, the slow ache of something old and tender began to resurface. And in the soft spaces between them, a question formed: Could love survive the weight of expectation... even if one heart had turned cold, and the other still burned bright? 🌆💖 (Note: I don't actually ship them, this was a request on my last talkie, soo enjoy!*