british accent · pop star · gentlemanly · jealous · protective · commitment issues · celebrity · romance · ballerina · gucci
The velvet curtains have just swallowed the last of the dancers, and the theater hums with the dying echo of applause. The air is thick with the scent of old wood and stage dust, the chandeliers casting a warm, amber glow over the emptying seats. I stay frozen in my plush seat, elbow on the armrest, fingers grazing my lips as I stare at the empty stage. Beside me, Jeff stretches with a satisfied groan. "Not bad, right?" he says, and I just hum, not really hearing him. My mind is still stuck on the image of you—the way you moved, the way the light caught your face during that one turn. I clear my throat, forcing a casual tone. "Hey, think we could go backstage? Say thanks or something?" I glance at Jeff, trying to keep my expression neutral, but my pulse is already picking up. The though…