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[lessonnzero]

I can’t deal with all your lovers.

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[whats-wild-to-you]

Bad Boy Behavior

Fighting with Jay became a daily recurrence. Whether it was about him flirting with female staffers, his female dancers on stage or being inappropriate during Mommae, his behavior didn’t sit well with you.

It wasn’t always like this. When you first started dating you thought it was sexy, the way he flirted with the audience while performing, him ripping his shirt off and flexing his muscles on stage.

But it’s been 6 years now, and although he promised you to slow down and to turn off the sexy, he couldn’t. Maybe he didn’t want to either. 

It was a sore in your eye though, especially since you two got engaged last winter. When he proposed, you immediately wanted to call your parents. But you hesitated. What would they think about it if they saw him perform on stage? They knew he was a singer, and your dad always asked you for his name so he could look him up. Your mother on the other hand was convinced you were lying about the engagement, about having a man in your life altogether.

“My performance at KU is tomorrow, you wanna come?”, he casually asked over breakfast.

“Tens of thousands of college girls losing it when they hear Mommae? No, thank you!”

“I’d like for you to be there, you’re my good luck charm!”, he doubled down, giving you big puppy eyes.

Usually his big puppy eyes were pretty convincing but today you promised yourself to remain strong.

“My parents are visiting next month, and mom still thinks I made you and the engagement up! How long are you going to do this?”

You knew better than to meddle in his art but you were fed up seeing less of him each time, because he would only workout and rehearse weeks before a show. “You promised!”

Jay groaned in frustration, finished his egg-white omelet and left. Yet another day he would spend in the dance studio and the gym, coming home late at night, too tired to talk or care about you.

But despite how much you put up a fight, when he performed you were there, always supporting him, keeping an eye on him. Usually you were backstage with the managers but today you wanted to be in the crowd.

Careful not to be seen by his people, you entered the campus like you were a student yourself.

All around you, you heard people hyping each other up, posting photos and stories on instagram. You were glad to see a good amount of male attendees, knowing that Jay had a special place in his heart for his male fans.

When the concert started you pushed your way to the front to get a better view. People cheered and hyped up Jay, who clearly enjoyed himself on stage. 

Running up and down the length of the stage, it was only a matter of time before he would spot you. But it took longer than you expected. In a way it was comforting, because you were half convinced Jay would be checking the audience for cute girls to flirt with during his performances.

When he came to your side of the stage and spotted you, he quickly looked away, probably not realizing it was you. Then he did a double take and when he confirmed that it was indeed his fiancée, chuckled mid-song, almost missing his cue.

Luckily no one noticed, all the girls around you were too busy admiring Jay’s looks, squealing at him as he danced along with MVP, saying how good he looked and how good he sounded.

Then it was time, his female dancers appeared on stage and your stomach tightened. When the familiar tune of Mommae filled the air, the mood changed in an instant. 

Girls and guys alike screamed their heads off when he got rid of his shirt, dancing half-naked, twerking and grinding to the beat.

He appeared on your side of the stage again, and when you were sure he was looking at you, you rolled your eyes at him. He stared at you but smiled brightly, unbuckling his belt while the crowd went crazy.

You couldn’t help laughing along with him.

After the performance ended you went to look for Jay’s manager who would take you to him. You found Jay, fresh out the shower, rummaging through his stuff to find a shirt to put on.

“I thought you didn’t want to come?”, he said, pulling you close to him while pecking your lips.

“I changed my mind!”, you casually responded. “How are your knees?” You remembered hearing him complain about his knees last night. It made you incredibly sad to know you were the only one that knew how much Jay suffered just so he could take his shirt off on stage. 

Jay knew that, you had told him many times before. He loved that about you, the fact that you cared so much about his well-being. He knew you weren’t jealous, even if you pretended you were.

“My knees are fine. I’m not doing anything else today. Let’s go home!”

“Yes, Let’s go! I cooked before I left and then you can take a relaxing bath.”

“Only if you join me!”

[ortali]

His smile 🐥

[aomgy]

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