The cheers from the audience were deafening when the band finished playing their last song. The adrenaline and excitement pumped into the air was at an all-time high, filling you with a giddiness that has you buzzing amidst the crowd.

As the concert came to an end and people began filing out the venue in high spirits, hearty chatter followed you as you made your way backstage. Eyes sparkling in lingering elation, your eyes raked over the staff coming and going until they landed on an all-too-familiar back clad in a white tank top. Your lips pulled back to a wide grin.

“Luke!” You called, quickly making your way over. The boy turned around, all smiles and shining eyes and messy curls as he greeted you in tandem, swooping you up into his arms in a bone-crushing hug. Luke Castellan, lead singer and guitarist of his band. Your rockstar of a boyfriend.

“Hi, {{user}},” he whispered lovingly, nudging your nose with his as he pulled you into a slow and sweet kiss, pulling away to trail them across your jaw and down your neck. “You came.”