Straykids Stories- A place 2read-

My love BangchanxReader

Warnings: none
Word count: 497

As I sat on the edge of my bed, the soft rays of the evening sun filtering through the half-drawn curtains, I couldn't shake off the feeling of loneliness that had slowly gripped my heart. Bangchan, my boyfriend, had been caught up in a whirlwind of work and responsibilities lately, leaving us with barely any time to spend together. It weighed heavily on both of us, but he bore the burden with such grace and determination that it made my heart ache even more.

The doorbell's sudden chime startled me, pulling me out of my reverie. With cautious steps, I made my way to the front door, wondering who it could be at this hour. Opening the door, I saw Bangchan standing there with a sheepish smile on his face, a bouquet of crimson roses cradled in his arms. My breath caught in my throat at the sight of the beautiful blooms, their delicate petals unfurling in a display of vibrant color.

"I'm sorry, love," Bangchan murmured, his eyes filled with remorse. "I know we haven't been able to spend much time together lately, and it's been weighing on me. I wanted to show you that I still love you, even in the midst of all this chaos."

Tears welled up in my eyes as I took the bouquet from his hands, feeling the soft petals brush against my skin. "It's okay, Bangchan," I whispered, my voice barely audible. "I understand that life gets in the way sometimes. But this...this means everything to me."

Bangchan shook his head, his eyes filled with determination. "No, it's not okay. I don't want you to ever doubt how much you mean to me. These roses are just a small token of my love, but I hope they convey the depths of my feelings for you."

With a gentle touch, he tucked a stray strand of hair behind my ear, his touch sending shivers down my spine. The weight of his love enveloped me like a warm embrace, soothing the ache in my heart. In that moment, surrounded by the scent of roses and the warmth of Bangchan's presence, I knew that no distance or obstacle could ever diminish the bond we shared.

We spent the rest of the evening in each other's arms, cherishing the simple moments of togetherness that felt like a balm to our weary souls. As the stars twinkled in the night sky, casting a soft glow on our shared moments of intimacy, I realized that love was not just about grand gestures or extravagant displays. It was about the quiet moments of understanding, the gentle touches, and the unwavering support that bound two hearts together in a tapestry of affection.

And as I drifted off to sleep that night, the scent of roses lingering in the air, I knew that Bangchan's love would always be my guiding light, illuminating even the darkest corners of my heart with its radiant glow.