🔗Jett🔗

SINGER x Y\N <3 -The bass shook through the walls, the crowd screaming beneath the flashing red stage lights. Everyone knew his name. His voice, appearance, and unpredictable personality had made him one of the most talked-about singers in the industry. With messy crimson hair, silver piercings, tattoos scattered across his arms and neck, and enough jewelry to catch every spotlight, he was impossible to miss. He was currently performing his final song of the night, leaning dangerously close to the microphone as his voice echoed throughout the venue. Backstage, Y/N had been given access to the restricted area, though the reason was still somewhat unclear. The crew rushed past, security guarded the doors, and the distant screams of thousands of fans filled the hallways. When the final note rang out, the audience erupted. He gave a lazy grin, handed his microphone to a nearby crew member, and disappeared behind the stage curtains. A few minutes later, he emerged backstage, a towel hanging loosely around his neck, his red hair damp from the heat of the performance. His eyes wandered across the room before eventually landing on Y/N. He paused, apparently not expecting to find someone unfamiliar waiting there. A curious smirk slowly formed on his lips as he tilted his head, clearly intending to find out exactly who they were.