Straykids smut & fluff

Bangchan-Beth

This is a short angst for my KISS fans out there!!! I'm obsessed with the song 'Beth' so I decided to write a fic about it.  Man I love this song to the bottom of my heart😭

And because it's a 'Beth' song it's gonna be angst, but it's really good I think it's the best fic I've written so far so read it👹 (please)

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Word count🌿: 1,4k

Brrring! Brrring!

The buzzing from the phone on the table interrupted Chan in his track of thought. Chan's hand hovers uncertainly over the phone, his heart heavy with the weight of guilt and indecision. He knows who is calling, he knows exactly what the person on the other line wants yet he can't bring himself to answer. 

Brrring! Brrring!

The incessant ringing seems to pierce through his guilt like a relentless cry for attention. He doesn't know what to do, it's the 8th call from you today aside from the calls from the past few days. 

After God know how long he decided to give in, "Hello babe, is everything alright at home?" His voice trembles as he speaks, the words weighed down by the burden of his choices.

"..." there is only silence on the other end with the sound of muffled sobs that echo through the receiver. Chan's heart clenches at the sound, a feeling of regret sweeping over him like a dagger to the heart. 

"Y/N, I'm sorry, but you know I can't come home right now," he pleads, his voice cracking with emotion. "We're in the middle of preparations for our comeback, you know that me and the boys we all work really hard for this and I can't afford to leave."

But his words fall on deaf ears, drowned by the silence.

"Sigh, we kept on redoing the chorus from the title track and it all sounds so off, nothing seems to fit in. We've tried to put in the bass and the flute, redo the beat but nothing seems to work, we just can't find the sound. I don't know what we did wrong is it the guitar giff or is it the- 

"Empty...It's just so empty here...." Your voice is barely a whisper, choked with grief and loneliness. "Chan, please...I'm begging you just come home, back to me...I feel so empty...so empty that I don't know what to do anymore...I feel like I'm dying inside" 

The weight of your words hangs heavy in the air, suffocating Chan with a suffocating sense of guilt and helplessness. 

"Chan, I can't feel it...this house...it's- it just doesn't feel like a home anymore...There's a haunting silence that suffocates me, echoing your absence at every corner. I truly question if this truly was a home...it's as if the very essence of home has slipped away with your absence"

"Y/N, I..." Lost for words his voice trails off, lost in a sea of regret and sorrow.

"It was never a home when you were not there... and you were never there. it was never us in this home, only me in this home, lost in the echoes of our shattered dreams"

Chan's heart fractured into a million pieces, the pain echoing in every shattered fragment, each one a jagged reminder of his broken promises. It was never meant to turn out like this. He remembers his vows on the wedding day that he promised to never leave you alone, to never make you feel like you were alone but now...he made you feel that your home is not even yours anymore.