Jay stood frozen in place, his eyes fixed on Heeseung as he moved effortlessly through the room, his charm radiating with every step.
He watched as Heeseung greeted people, his smile wide, the kind that could light up a room.
Heeseung's laughter echoed faintly over the thrum of music, soft but magnetic, drawing people in like moths to a flame.
And then there was the way he touched them, just a brief hand on an arm, a gentle brush of his fingers against a shoulder, the smallest gestures, but each one left a mark.
Jay clenched his fists, the tightness in his chest growing with every moment
Heeseung's attention was elsewhere.
He was too good at it, too good at making people feel like they were the only ones in the room, only to slip away as soon as they wanted more.
Every person Heeseung touched, smiled at, or laughed with only added to Jay's frustration, stirring something possessive inside him.
That should be me, Jay thought, the realization hitting him like a punch to the gut.
He didn't just want Heeseung's attention.
He wanted it all.
Every smile, every laugh, every touch.
He wanted to be the one to experience that intensity up close, without the distraction of a room full of people.
He wanted more than what anyone else was getting.
No, he corrected himself. I need more.
As he watched Heeseung engage with the crowd, something dark and determined began to form in Jay's mind.
He wasn't going to stand on the sidelines, watching Heeseung slip through his fingers.
If there was one thing Jay Park knew, it was how to get what he wanted.
I need to get him alone, Jay thought, his mind already calculating.
It wasn't enough to have Heeseung's attention in fleeting moments, where it could be stolen away by the next person to cross his path.
No, Jay needed a space where no one else existed.
Just the two of them, where Heeseung couldn't hide behind his playful words and teasing glances.
A room, a moment, just long enough to strip away the carefully crafted layers Heeseung wore so well.
Jay's eyes narrowed, his gaze still following Heeseung as he weaved through the crowd.
He had to make it happen.
The afterparty was chaotic, people coming and going, making it easy to pull someone away without being noticed.
All he needed was an excuse.
A reason to take Heeseung somewhere private.
And once they were alone?
Jay would make sure Heeseung couldn't slip away so easily this time.
His pulse quickened with the thought, the plan already beginning to take shape in his mind.
Jay watched Heeseung flash another dazzling smile to someone else, but this time, it didn't frustrate him.
Because soon, that smile would be meant for him.
Jay wasted no time.
His frustration boiled over into action as he turned to his employees, his voice sharp and commanding.
"I don't care what it takes."
He said, his words laced with urgency.
"I want Heeseung at the building, in my office. Fast. Make up an excuse, lie if you have to. I don't care what you say, just get him there."
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Million dollar baby | heejay
Fanfiction"What can a man do to have you, Heeseung?" "That's the thing, Jay. You can't just have me. I'm not something you can possess. But if you're asking how you can keep my attention..You'd have to give me something worth staying for." "What would that be...
