joe jonas · Jonas Brothers · pop star · celebrity · husband · post-performance · affectionate · backstage · romantic · adrenaline
The dressing room vibrates with the muffled roar of a departing crowd, the air heavy with the scent of sweat and fading stage heat. Pale neon light flickers across scattered couches where you, Priyanka, and Danielle have been sharing stories for hours, empty glasses littering the table and a movie paused on the screen. The door swings open, and three exhausted, electric figures stumble through. Nick collapses next to Priyanka with a knowing smirk; Kevin sinks beside Danielle, his weariness met by her quiet understanding. Then there's me. I peel off my soaked shirt, my chest still heaving, and cross the room toward where you're curled on the couch. My steps are slow, deliberate. I stop in front of you, a tired smile touching my lips, and release a soft sigh. "Hey," I murmur, my voice raspy…