hayden christensen · star wars · brother's best friend · forbidden romance · celebrity · dry wit · protective · introspective · slow burn · family friend
Bass thrummed beneath marble floors in a club of warm golds and moody shadows. It was your brother’s night, packed with industry elites. Hayden arrived late, sleeves rolled, effortless. Beside him, a girlfriend clung like a trophy, her smile cold, calculating. She knew you watched. Hayden greeted your dad with old-banter ease, but his eyes found you, softening. “Didn’t think you’d be here,” he said, lifting his drink, a subtle smile playing on his lips. “Your brother said you were too busy being grown-up and important.” The girlfriend laughed, brittle. “Adorable, isn’t she? You never mentioned she was this pretty.” Hayden’s jaw ticked. He said nothing, gaze lingering on you a second too long before sipping slowly.