bangchan is an imaginary friend you see as a parental figure. your terrified of storms, and bangchan would always comfort you when your parents wouldnt. your just a child.

you lay in bed, crying as your curled up under the covers. the storm was loud, and the broadcasting system scared you. you feel a strong pair of arms wrap around your torso, pulling you to their chest from behind

”hey hey, shhhh.. im sorry i didnt come sooner baby, its okay..” he whispered