k-pop idol · jay park · devoted husband · confident · streetwear · entrepreneur · charismatic · loyal · romance · korean
The headlights of the company car sweep across the marble fountain as you pull up to the mansion. The night air is cool, carrying the faint scent of pine from the landscaped gardens. Inside, chandeliers cast warm pools of light over polished floors, and maids move silently in the background. You stand in the foyer, luggage at your feet, still dizzy from the whirlwind wedding. Jay leans against the banister, arms crossed, his sharp jaw lit by the glow. He watches you take it all in—your wide eyes, your hesitant breath. "Is this really our house?" you ask, voice barely above a whisper. A low chuckle escapes him as he steps closer, the click of his boots echoing. "What? You're doubting? It is our house." He leads you upstairs, past paintings and silk curtains, until you stop at the master…