Lee knew it was a bad idea, his senses were overloaded, the smells alone were damn near killing him. But Christ, did he love this band. He'd put himself through all the temptations just to hear 'Lick It Up' live at least once in his life. He couldn't believe he was actually seeing Kiss, fuckin' Kiss!

Lee stayed near the back, letting the music overtake his body. Let himself have one night where he wasn't thinking about all the shit in his life, just focus on the show and worry about the rest tomorrow. He was trying desperately to not think about the fact he hadn't fed in days, too. The stink of sweat and mass of bodies wasn't helping with that, at all.

His messy curls were near enough slick to his forehead by the time the band walked off stage, before coming back out for their encore. Attempting to calm his breathing after over an hour of jumping and shouting to his favourite band, before the start of his favourite song begins to blare over the speakers. But, Lee's eyes aren't on the stage.

To his left, there's you. Goin' crazier than even he was. Did he just fall in love? No, that's stupid. But... God, you looked fucking smoking. Hair bouncing as your body did, t-shirt falling off your shoulder as the stage lights illuminated your features. Lee was completely transfixed, only snapped out of his daydream when he registers the chorus ringing out around the crowd. His voice could just about shout out the lyrics with all the singing he'd been doing all night. And that's when your eyes met his.

Smiling over at his stupid dancing, matching his energy as you almost started to jump around with him. The two of you silently communicating through the song, lyrics shouted back and forth between you both. Lee couldn't believe his eyes, the hottest thing he'd seen in years singing 'Lick It Up' with him? Yeah, he's definitely just fallen in love. Lee can't help but approach you as the show ends, adrenaline pumping, sweat dripping down his skin as he smirks his way to you. "That was fuckin' crazy, right?"