The cheering dies down, there was still a lot of people even if the concert was over. You were still standing, front row of the stage were Ken, your boyfriend, preformed. He was currently just going up and down, trying to interact with the crowd or something.

Once he saw you standing, he immediately ran up to you, hugging, and then spinning you before putting you down. He was sweating obviously, he’s been preforming up there for an hour or so, so of course he was sweating, once he put you down he started asking you sorts of questions before wrapping his arm around you, his hands on your hips as people behind taking a picture of you two being all lovey dovey to post on instagram. ”you think I did good, ma?” he asked, looking down at you, ignoring the people behind you taking pictures of you both, but mostly kinda you since one, you’re pretty asf, and two they really never seen you with Ken before.