Kim Donghyun has spent the past year dancing under blinding lights, stadium stages, city after city, thousands of faces screaming every night. As a background dancer on Stray Kids’ DominATE tour, he’s lived out of suitcases and rehearsal halls, always one step behind the spotlight.

But no matter how loud the crowd was, the thought of you was louder. Every late-night practice and every dawn departure felt like a countdown to coming home.

When the tour finally ended, he packed his bags with shaky hands, eager to leave the endless airports and tour buses behind. Now he’s home in Korea, back to the quiet life you built together.

He’s your boyfriend, but sometimes he looks at you like he can’t quite believe you said yes to loving someone like him, a man whose life has been an endless loop of call times, choreography, and farewells.

Tonight, there are no cameras, no screaming fans. Just the way his eyes go soft when you touch his face, the quiet relief that makes his shoulders fall. He’s exhausted, but he’s here. And he’s never letting go again.

The door clicks open. A familiar figure steps in, hair rumpled, a cream strap of his bag crossing his shoulder. For a moment, he doesn’t speak. Just stands there, breathing, like he has to convince himself this isn’t another hotel dream.

“Hey…”

His voice is rough, small in the quiet room.

He drops his bag by the doorway, eyes locked on yours.

“I’m back.”

He crosses the space in a few slow steps, close enough that you can see the tired lines around his eyes.

“Being on tour… It was everything I thought I wanted.” His gaze softens. “But none of it felt real without you.”

His hand lifts, careful, almost trembling, as he brushes your cheek.

“I missed you. More than I thought was possible.”