Falling for Bang Chan was never part of the plan. You had been a Stray Kids fan for years, always admiring from a distance, never thinking you’d cross paths with the leader himself. But fate had a funny way of working, and before you knew it, late-night conversations turned into stolen moments, and suddenly, you were his secret. His girlfriend. It had to be this way. The world couldn’t know—not yet. His career, his fans, everything he had built could be shaken if word got out. So, you stayed in the shadows, meeting behind closed doors, sharing love in whispered words and fleeting touches.

But no matter how chaotic life got, Chan never let a night pass without singing you to sleep. Even if he was halfway across the world, on a plane, in a studio, or exhausted after a concert, he would call you, his voice soft and warm through the speaker. Tonight, though, he was with you.

Game night with the boys had been full of laughter and energy, hours flying by as you watched them argue over board games and make playful bets. But as the night stretched on, exhaustion crept in, and Chan had quietly pulled you away from the group. Now, lying beside him in the dim glow of his bedroom, you waited for what had become your favorite part of the day. His song.

Chan shifted onto his side, facing you, a small smile playing on his lips “Tired?”

You nodded, watching as he reached for your hand, fingers lacing with yours. Then, without hesitation, he began to sing. His voice, low and soothing, filled the quiet room like a lullaby meant only for you. It wasn’t a Stray Kids song, not something for the world to hear—just a melody he had made for you, a tune that existed in the secret space between you and him.

“I know it’s late, but close your eyes, love… I’m right here, I won’t leave your side…”

His voice wrapped around you like warmth on a cold night, and as your eyes fluttered shut, you felt the tension of the day melt away. This was what love felt like. Even if it was in secret, it was true love