Under The Lights (Jaafar Jackson)
The red carpet was a sea of flashing lights, bright smiles, and the hum of hundreds of voices calling out names, hoping for just a glance or a wave. Cameras clicked rapidly, blinding and relentless, but you walked through it all with effortless grace. As one of the most sought-after models and actresses of your generation, this was your worldâyou knew exactly how to carry yourself, how to pose, how to make it look easy even when the noise felt overwhelming.
Your gown was breathtaking: a floor-sweeping mermaid silhouette covered entirely in shimmering crystals and sequins that caught every light like a thousand tiny stars. It featured a delicate sweetheart neckline and thin sparkling straps, flowing elegantly to a soft train. The open back added a touch of allure, while your hair was styled perfectly to highlight it all, makeup soft but striking, and you moved with effortless grace.
But even through the chaos, your eyes kept drifting back to him.
Jaafar Jackson stood just a short distance away, looking like heâd been carved out of gold and dark charm. He wore a sharp tailored black suit that fit him perfectly, making him look tall, refined, and incredibly handsome. He was the star of the nightâhere for the world premiere of Michael, the film where he stepped into the iconic role of his uncle. Everywhere he went, attention followed; everyone wanted a photo, a word, a moment with him.
And though he smiled politely, shook hands, and answered questions with that calm, humble manner everyone loved⌠his gaze always found its way back to you, too.
It was subtleâso subtle that most people wouldnât notice. A quick glance when someone else was speaking, a soft smile that only reached his eyes when they landed on you, a slight tilt of his head like he was silently checking that you were okay. To the outside world, you were just close co-stars, two talented people who had worked together and gotten along well.
But you both knew the truth: you were completely, quietly in love. Youâd been together for months, keeping your relationship hidden away from the public eye, wanting something that was just yours, away from cameras and rumors. And tonight, you had to act like nothing was differentâeven though your heart raced every time he looked at you.
âY/N! This way, please!â a voice called, and you turned toward one of the interview stations, smoothing your expression into your warm, professional smile.
The interviewer greeted you enthusiastically. âY/N, you look absolutely magnificent tonightâtruly breathtaking! How does it feel to be here for such a huge premiere?â
âIt feels amazing,â you answered softly, your voice clear and sweet. âThis film is something so special, and being part of it, even in a small way, has been such an honor. Iâm just so proud of everyone involved.â
âAnd speaking of people involved,â she continued, leaning in with interest, âwe have to talk about Jaafar Jacksonâhe is absolutely incredible in this film, isnât he? You worked closely with him during filmingâwhat was that experience like?â
Your heart gave a little happy flutter, but you kept your expression steady, smiling warmly. âOh, it was wonderful. Jaafar is such a dedicated, talented personâhe put so much heart and hard work into this role, it was truly inspiring to watch. Heâs kind, thoughtful, and such a joy to work with. He makes everything feel easy, you know? It was honestly one of the best experiences Iâve had on set.â
âWonderful!â the interviewer beamed. âAnd what about that chemistry on screen? People are already talking about how natural you two seem togetherâwas that something that happened right away?â
You laughed lightly, shaking your head a little. âI think we just got along really well from day one. We understood each other, and that trust just built up over time. Heâs very easy to connect with, both as an actor and as a person.â
Across the carpet, Jaafar was doing his own interview, and unbeknownst to you, they were asking him the exact same things.
âSo, working alongside Y/N L/N,â his interviewer said, grinning. âSheâs obviously incredibly talented, and everyone loves herâwhat was it really like working with her?â
Jaafar smiled, and it was softer, warmer than the polite ones heâd been giving all night. His eyes sparkled just a little. âY/N is amazing. Truly. Sheâs so professional, so talented, but also just the kindest person youâll ever meet. Working with her was the best part of this whole experience, honestly. She makes you feel comfortable, she makes you want to do your best⌠and sheâs just brilliant at what she does. I learned so much from her.â
âAnd that connection you have?â the interviewer pressed gently. âIt feels very real on camera.â
Jaafar chuckled softly, his gaze drifting naturally toward where you stood, talking to your own interviewer. âShe has this way of making everything feel real, you know? Itâs just⌠easy with her. Always.â
Back at your interview, you were still answering questions, smiling and laughing when suddenlyâyou felt it.
It was a familiar feeling, warm and gentle, like the air around you had shifted just slightly. You didnât even have to look to know he was there; you could feel his presence like a quiet, comforting hum in your bones, something youâd grown to know better than anything else.
The interviewerâs eyes widened slightly, her smile growing brighter as she glanced over your shoulder. âWell, speak of the devilâor should I say, speak of the star himself!â
Before you could turn, a warm hand settled softly at the small of your backâlight, respectful, but so incredibly him. His touch was gentle, his palm warm through the silk of your dress, and it sent a soft, happy tingle up your spine. You leaned into it just a tiny, almost imperceptible amount, your heart skipping a beat.
Jaafar leaned in beside you, his voice smooth and warm as he greeted the interviewer, his tone polite and charming. âGood eveningâhope Iâm not interrupting anything too important?â
âNot at all!â she laughed, delighted. âWe were just talking all about youânothing but wonderful things, I promise!â
Jaafar turned his head just enough to look at you, and his dark eyes were soft, so full of affection and quiet love that it made your chest feel light. He gave you the smallest, sweetest smileâone that didnât quite reach anyone else, but was for you aloneâbefore turning back to the interviewer.
âGood,â he said softly, his thumb brushing just once, very lightly, against your backâso subtle no one else would notice, but enough to make you feel like he was holding your hand even though he wasnât. âI wouldnât want to miss hearing nice things about myself, you know.â
You let out a quiet, happy laugh, turning slightly toward him, your shoulder brushing his arm. âDonât get too cocky now,â you teased gently, your voice light.
Jaafarâs smile widened, warm and fond, and for a second, it felt like there was no one else in the world but the two of you. âNever,â he murmured, just loud enough for you to hear, his eyes shining.
The interviewer beamed, clearly loving the moment. âWell, I have to sayâyou two really do have something special, donât you? Itâs wonderful to see such great friendship and chemistry.â
âDefinitely,â Jaafar said, his hand still resting gently at your back, steady and warm. âSheâs pretty special, that one.â He looked at you again, his gaze soft and sincere, and you felt your cheeks warm up, your smile softening into something real and tender.
âSheâs not wrong about you either,â you replied quietly, your voice warm. âYouâre pretty incredible yourself.â
For a moment, the noise of the carpet, the cameras, the crowdâit all faded away. It was just you and Jaafar, standing close, his hand on your back, looking at each other like you held everything the other one needed. It was quiet love, hidden in plain sight, and it was perfect.
Jaafar finally pulled his hand away slowly, giving your waist one last light, affectionate squeeze before letting his arm drop to his sideâbut he stayed right next to you, his shoulder pressed gently against yours, close enough that you could feel his warmth.
âWell,â he said to the interviewer, his voice light and happy, âI think we better get goingâlots more people waiting to say hello! But thank you so much.â
âThank you both!â she replied, waving happily. âEnjoy the nightâand the movie!â
As you walked away together, moving slowly past the cameras and guests, Jaafar leaned his head down just a little toward yours, his voice quiet and sweet so only you could hear.
âYou look absolutely beautiful tonight, baby,â he murmured, his eyes sparkling with love. âIâve been trying not to stare all eveningâitâs really hard, you know.â
You smiled up at him, your heart full and warm, and brushed your hand lightly against his armâjust a tiny touch, hidden as you walked. âYou donât look so bad yourself,â you whispered back, grinning softly. âAnd I felt you coming, you know. Before I even saw you.â
Jaafar chuckled softly, his smile tender. âI always want you to know Iâm there,â he said quietly, his fingers brushing lightly against yours for just a second, quick and secret. âAlways with you.â
And as you walked side by side, smiling for the cameras, waving to the crowd, you knewâno matter how much you had to hide it from the world, what you had was real, and it was yours. And with him right there beside you, his warmth close, his love clear in every look and touch, you wouldnât trade it for anything. â¨
a/n: I CANâT STOP THINKING ABOUT HIMMMMMMMMđđ
(this is your dress btwđ)
