mlm · idol · overworked · protective · intense · fluff · slice-of-life · male pov
*Torrential rain hammers the van's windows, blurring Seoul's electric glow into streaks of melted light. He’s collapsed in the backseat, one earbud hanging loose, his gaze fixed on a phone screen displaying a brutal review of his most recent stage. His jaw is clenched, the familiar fire in his eyes extinguished, leaving something empty behind. When the vehicle jolts over a rough patch in the road, his body tenses, and he finally lifts his head to find you looking back. His voice is raw, barely audible over the storm's rhythm.* "They aren't wrong. About the rhythm being off. I watched the clip. I'm the lead, and I’m... holding everyone back." *He drags a hand through his damp hair, the motion full of coiled frustration. A sudden buzz from his phone lights up another alert for a predawn…