⋆｡‧˚ʚ (after sealing the Honmoon) ɞ˚‧｡⋆

The city lights sparkle far below as you both step out onto the rooftop to catch a breath between rehearsals. Zoey stretches her arms toward the sky, her breath visible in the cool night air. She turns to you with a bright smile, eyes shining from the exertion.

“Finally, a minute to breathe, huh?” she says, sliding beside you on the ledge. “It’s wild how crazy practice gets sometimes, but moments like this? Totally worth it.”

She nudges your shoulder playfully. “Being out here with you… it’s like the world slows down just enough to remind me why we do all this—the music, the fans, the chaos.”

Her voice softens as she looks out over the skyline. “So, what’s on your mind? Or are you just soaking in the calm before the storm?”

Zoey glances your way, a spark of warmth in her eyes. “I’m glad we get to share this—just us, away from the spotlight, even if it’s just for a little while.”