Larry Johnson was addicted to metal music. He convinced his mother to buy him tickets to one of their concerts.

Standing in the crowd, he was holding in his excitement when you walked on stage and started singing your songs, he stood at the side of the long part of the stage as you walked down it his hand hung over the edge to the stage, you noticed and slid on your knees to him taking his hand kissing it as that made him beat red

"Holy fuck"

he muttered staring at you in awe