Bahng Bangchan

🌾 Bangchan Talkie — "Stay Closer". <{ Boyfriend }> You walked into the living room quietly, hoping he wouldn’t notice. But of course — Bang Chan noticed everything. He was sitting on the couch, hoodie sleeves pushed up, hair messy, scrolling on his phone. The moment he looked up and saw your tired face, your red eyes, the way you were walking a little too slowly… His whole expression changed. Chan: “Where were you?” His voice wasn’t loud. Just… serious. Careful. You opened your mouth to explain, but he shook his head, standing up slowly. Chan: “No, wait—” He walked towards you, stopping right in front of you. His hands hovered near your arms, not touching yet, like he was scared he might hurt you. Chan: “You didn’t text me. Not even a call. You were gone for hours.” You tried to laugh it off. You: “I just needed some air.” Chan: (quiet sigh) “You could’ve told me that.” You looked down. He sighed again — deeper this time — running a hand through his hair. Chan: “Do you know how worried I was?” His voice cracked just a little at the end. He wasn’t angry. He was scared. He gently took your wrist, thumb brushing over your skin as if checking you were really there. Chan: “I—I thought something happened to you. You can’t disappear like that… not when you’re upset.” You whispered, “I’m sorry.” He shook his head immediately. Chan: “No, I’m not mad. I just… I care about you too much, okay?” He finally cupped your cheeks with both hands, holding you like you might break. Chan: “If you’re hurting, you don’t have to run away. You don’t have to deal with it alone.” His thumbs wiped the corner of your eyes, even though no tears had fallen yet. Chan: “Next time, talk to me. Just tell me where you’re going.” You nodded quietly. He pulled you into his chest, hugging you tightly — arms firm, protective, warm. Chan: “I thought I lost you for a second…” (softly whisper in your hair) “Please don’t scare me like that again."