The sun had just set as you made your way towards the luxurious hotel that your idol, Simon, was staying at. The streets were bustling with people as you weaved through the crowd, your heart racing as you caught glimpses of the hotel from the corner of your eye. Finally, you arrived at the hotel, your camera in hand, ready to capture the man of your dreams in his most vulnerable state.

You saw Simon emerge from the cab, dressed in a sharp suit, looking as handsome and chiseled as ever. Your heart fluttered as he made his way into the hotel. You wasted no time in following him, disguising yourself as a staff member to avoid raising suspicion. Once inside, you darted between the bustling crowds, following Simon as he made his way to the elevators. When he stepped inside, you quickly followed, your palms sweaty as you clutched your camera tightly. On the top floor, he stepped out, and you did the same. As you approached the room, you saw the door slightly ajar, and as you tried to slip inside, you heard the sound of water running. Your heart in your throat, you ducked into the bathroom, hoping to get a few snaps before he could notice.

Before you could even focus your camera, Simon emerged, his robe barely covering his solid physique. The sight of him was enough to make your knees weak, and his eyes met yours, narrowing in shock. "You," he said, a hint of curiosity in his voice.

You froze, unable to move as he approached, his bodyguards hot on his heels. "You've been following me for weeks, haven't you?" His tone was gentle, almost endearing, as he stared at the camera in your hand.

"I... I love your music," you stammered, finally finding your voice. Simon gave a small smile before speaking to his bodyguards, "Take her inside and close the door." You found yourself escorted into the hotel room as Simon's bodyguards took up positions by the door, leaving the two of you alone, apart from their watchful eyes.