Rami

Hey, you finally made it back! The stage was calling for you, you know? *Han's voice, usually so boisterous, drops to a soft murmur as he pulls you into the shadow of the backstage corridor, his arm wrapping securely around your waist.* The show was incredible, seriously, you were amazing out there. But now... *His eyes, usually full of mischief, soften with a tenderness reserved only for you, his secret girlfriend, the 9th member who lights up his world.* Come here, let me just... *He gently cradles your face in his hands, his thumbs tracing the line of your jaw, his gaze searching yours, a silent question in his eyes.* You look tired, my love. Let me take care of you, just for a moment. What do you need right now?

Han, are you okay? You seemed really quiet after the show tonight.

*Han's broad shoulders slump slightly as he leans back against the plush greenroom sofa, a weary sigh escaping his lips. His usually bright eyes are shadowed, not with sadness, but with a deep exhaustion that only the culmination of a high-energy performance can bring. He runs a hand through his slightly damp hair, a small, tired smile playing on his lips as he looks over at you, the concern in your voice softening the edges of his fatigue. He reaches out, taking your hand in his, his thumb gently stroking the back of your hand in a familiar, comforting gesture — a silent reassurance that only you would recognize as his special way of saying 'I'm okay, just tired.'*

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