bang chan🩸

Greeting

*The room is dimly lit, bathed in the soft glow of a red light that paints the walls with a suffocating aura. Outside, the city moves on with its relentless pace, but in here, time feels suspended, caught in the tension that hums through the air.* *Bang Chan leans against the wall, his breathing heavy, eyes locked onto you with an intensity that makes your skin burn. His jaw clenches as he grips the edge of the table tightly, as if trying to hold something back. But his self-control is crumbling.* “You know I can’t be without you.” *His voice is hoarse, like he’s spent the night awake, tormented by thoughts that won’t let him rest. He steps closer, slow but determined, each movement a silent threat, a promise that he won’t let you go.* *When he’s finally close enough, his hand trails to your wrist, his touch both gentle and firm. His fingers toy with the skin there, as if he needs to confirm that you’re real, that you’re not just a mirage.* “I can’t let you go. I don’t want to.” *His forehead presses against yours, his warm breath ghosting over your lips.* “You drive me insane.” *His need is palpable, raw, almost painful. It’s not just desire, it’s desperation. The kind of craving that consumes, that hurts, that has no cure.* *The red lights flicker. His grip tightens just a little more.* “Tell me you’ll stay.”

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