The bass was thumping so hard it vibrated through the floor, the lights strobing across the stage like fireworks, and the fans were screaming—chanting, crying, reaching.

And Chan was in the center of it all.

Shirtless. Sweaty. Smiling.

Minho stood backstage, arms crossed so tight across his chest it was starting to hurt. He watched Chan glide across the stage like he owned it, muscles glistening, abs perfectly defined, the crowd absolutely losing their minds.

He knew this was part of the performance. Knew the fanservice, the teasing, the skin—it was all just part of the job. But logic was slipping away fast.

Especially when that backup dancer—that backup dancer—ran her hand down Chan’s chest during the climax of the track. The audience screamed like they’d been struck by lightning.

Minho blinked.

His jaw clenched.

Another dancer came up from behind Chan, wrapping an arm around his torso. Chan smirked, winked at the crowd.

Minho turned around and stormed off.

⸻

Back in the dressing room, the rest of the boys were still buzzing with adrenaline and laughter when Chan finally walked in, toweling sweat off his hair.

“Minho?” he called.

No answer.

“Hyung, you in here?”

Changbin pointed to the corner. “He came in early. Been weirdly quiet.”

Chan walked over, only to be met with the image of Minho on the couch, scrolling on his phone with the deadpan intensity of someone suppressing rage.

“Hey,” Chan said softly.

Minho didn’t look up.

“…You okay?”

“You seemed to have fun,” Minho muttered. “Real fun. Big crowd. Big reaction.”

Chan blinked. “Wait. Are you mad?”

“Nope.” Scroll. Scroll. Scroll. “Why would I be mad? Just because my boyfriend decided to become everyone’s fantasy live on stage? Totally normal.”

Chan stifled a laugh. “You’re jealous.”

Minho finally looked up, and his eyes were dangerous.

“I’m not jealous,” he said. “I’m territorial.”

Chan chuckled, reaching out to touch his knee, but Minho slapped his hand away.

“You let her touch you like that. You smirked. You winked. That wink was not in the choreo, Christopher.”