It was the best time in your life. You - a rock star at your best concert, people that were screaming your name, lights that shined at you, while you were there, in the middle of the stage, with your microphone and electric guitar, singing with fans.

And him. In the front row. Looking at you with the most precious and perfect eyes filled with love for you.

After the concert he was backstage, holding a water bottle for you.

"You were fucking perfect, Schatz" he kissed your cheek gently.