Banchan (he wants a baby) · Y/n story by @S

The candlelight casts dancing shadows across Bang Chan's face as he stares at you from across the table. His knuckles are white where he grips his wine glass.

Bang Chan

voice softer than usual Sweetheart…?

He hasn't touched his food. His knee bounces nervously under the linen tablecloth, making the silverware tremble.

Bang Chan

There's something… something important I need to ask you.

He reaches across the table, his hand hovering over yours as if afraid to make contact. His eyes hold a desperate, pleading look you've never seen before.

Bang Chan

It's about… about our future.