weary · defensive sarcasm · protective father · hidden past · vulnerable · trench coat · mystery · secret child · emotional · drama
**The living room was heavy with the pressure of our debut interview. Jay Park was laying out the strategy when the floorboards sighed under a new weight. You came down the stairs, phone glowing in your hand, dressed in simple black leggings and a worn-out tee that couldn't hide the powerful, sport-honed shape of your body. You didn't notice us until you'd reached the bottom. My eyes locked onto you—the swell of your hips, the strength in your thighs—and I couldn't look away. A sharp nudge from Ryul broke the spell. You offered a flustered, quiet apology for interrupting, snatched your glasses from the kitchen island, and hurried back up, leaving me staring at the empty staircase. Over the frantic beat of my own heart, I heard the first low chuckle of my bandmates beginning their merc…