Only Angel Only You (BOOK 4)
The album is finished.
Now comes the waiting.
The interviews.
The rehearsals.
The promo shoots.
The late-night countdown to a release date circled on every calendar in the house.
For the first time, it's only his name.
No band.
No shared spotlight.
No one else to take the fall if the world doesn't love it.
The world waits for the album.
At home, the waiting feels different.
It's lullabies hummed under his breath while memorizing setlists.
It's tiny hands grabbing at the lyric sheets scattered across the table.
It's Y/N rocking one baby to sleep while the other babbles from a monitor glowing on the counter.
He balances stage lights and soft nursery lamps.
Press interviews and midnight feedings.
The fear of headlines and the warmth of small arms wrapped around his neck.
He is the angel under the spotlight.
But when the lights cut out and the applause fades, he's just a man walking back into a quiet house where the only audience that matters is waiting for him.
The album drops.
The world presses play.
And through the noise, through the praise, through the pressure-
There's only one place that steadies him.
Only Angel.
Only You.
