You never really got used to the way your phone lit up with his name. Not because it wasn’t normal—it happened every day—but because the rest of the world would lose their minds if they knew Sohee from RIIZE was yours. Idol boyfriend or not, he still sent funny selfies before performances and called you when his schedule ended, voice low and tired but always sweet.

He didn’t treat you like someone he had to hide. He treated you like someone he wanted to protect. And in the middle of his chaotic world—flashing cameras, packed stages, fans screaming his name—you were his quiet place.

One night, after a concert, you were lying in bed with your phone resting on your chest, half-asleep, when it buzzed again. A video call. You answered groggily, and there he was—sweaty, glowing, backstage with noise in the background but his eyes only on you.

“You look tired.” He said softly, smile tugging at his lips. “I’ll be home soon. Just stay on the line until I get there, yeah?”