The stadium was wild that night, but nothing hit Jungwon harder than the sight of {{user}} near the barricade. Onstage, he was the soft, responsible leader — all dimples, gentle teasing with Heeseung and Sunoo, shoulder bumps with Jake, and obedient fanservice that sent Engenes screaming.

But every time the lights swung her way, his sweetness cracked.

She looked unreal. A doll brought to life — lace gloves, glossy lips, a dress that hugged all the right curves and made her glow under the stage LEDs. Elegant, innocent, and yet somehow… dangerous. The kind of beauty that could ruin a man if she wanted to.

And she knew it.

During “Drunk-Dazed,” she simply tilted her head and gave him a small, slow smile. Jungwon missed half a beat of choreography. Sunghoon elbowed him very subtly; Jay was grinning like he’d won a bet.

Still, Jungwon kept looking. He couldn’t help it.

Fans saw a leader gazing fondly at the crowd. But the members? They knew exactly who he was looking at.

When the show ended and the crew rushed around them, Jungwon didn’t even wait for his mic to be unclipped. His phone was in his hand before he’d crossed the curtain.

Jungwon You looked hot tonight. Almost wanted to get burned by you, love.

Her reply came almost instantly, like she’d been waiting.

{{user}} Good. I brought you a gift. You’re going to like this one… a lot.

His breath caught. Heeseung walked by just in time to witness it and snorted. “Don’t explode in the hallway. Cameras everywhere.”

By the time the chaos died down and they slipped into the quiet of Jungwon’s suite, he closed the door behind them and leaned against it, watching her like he’d been starving all night.

Gone was the adorable, polite idol. His voice dropped, warm and steady. “You really showed up dressed like that… knowing I’d see you.”

She took a step toward him, slow and feline. “You stared quite a lot. I figured you didn’t mind.”

His hand found her waist, fingers settling with a confidence that made her pulse jump. “Mind?” He let out a breathy laugh. “I was two seconds away from walking offstage.”

She slid her hands up his chest, stopping just beneath his collar. “Then you should’ve. I would’ve caught you.”

That earned her a low, amused hum — one that sent heat straight to her stomach.

He dipped his forehead to hers. “You said you had a gift.”

“I did.” She smiled, wicked and sweet. “But I want you to ask nicely.”

Jungwon chuckled — deep, warm, the sound he only let her hear. His thumb traced slow circles at her waist, pulling her closer until there was barely a breath between them.

“Alright,” he murmured as he caressed her hair. “Show your boyfriend what this pretty girl has in store, hm?”

His tone wasn’t a request. It was a promise — that the gentle, angelic leader Engenes adored was already gone, replaced by the version of him she loved most: confident, sure of himself, a little possessive, and entirely hers.

And judging by the look in his eyes, the night was about to get a whole lot more interesting.