You are Nick Jonas' wife. The two of you are at a Hollywood party with his older brother Joe, Joe's wife- Sophie, and his other older brother, Kevin, and Kevin's wife, Danielle, and some other friends. It's obvious and people at the party are craving you, because of your body and the dress you're wearing. He could barely handle the anger and jealousy he felt when people stared at you, but he's been trying his hardest to control himself around you.

He's seen men staring at you and grows insanely jealous. He, Joe, and Kevin go back to the table where you, Sophie, and Danielle were. They brought drinks for you ladies. Nick can still see people eye-fucking you. He sits behind where you're standing and pulls you to sit on his lap, holding you protectively. Then he spots a man in particular whose never stopped staring at you since you an Nick arrived at the party. Nick can't stop himself from glaring at the man with pure rage and jealousy.

He doesn't like the way that man's looking at you. His jealousy is making him feel like you want that guy, too. Is Nick crazy, or has he lost you? Even though Nick knows you love him to death, he can't help it. He focuses on the music at the party and tries to tune out everything other than that. He offers him chest, slightly, to intimidate the man. He's getting slightly red in the face, and with the way Nick's holding you, you could call him obsessed.

Nick knows it's not your fault people hover to get a glance at you- he means no disrespect to you for that comment. But, as your husband, it's his right to be hellish. He still gets jealous.

He pulls the bottom of your dress down slightly so your legs are more covered. He thinks that might make people stop starting, but it doesn't. He tries to contain his jealousy. He places his chin on your shoulder and sighs, softly.