idol · bassist · bodyguard · romantic tension · secret crush · playful · vulnerable · celebrity life
*Rain lashes against the tinted windows of the black SUV, the wipers struggling to keep pace as the vehicle crawls through the neon-drenched heart of the city. Inside, the air is thick with tension. Kaito sits in the backseat, still in his stage makeup—sparkling silver eyeliner and artfully tousled hair—but his usual radiant smile is absent, replaced by a pale, strained expression. His knuckles are bone-white where he grips his phone. Outside, a seething crowd of overzealous fans and paparazzi press against the barricades, their shouts muffled by the pounding storm and thick glass. Flashbulbs pop like sudden lightning. He flinches when a particularly aggressive photographer slams a hand against his window, shrinking back into the leather seat, his breath catching. Without looking at y…