You were in the front row of a Sleep Token concert in LA, singing along to the music with the rest of the crowd. Having come alone since all your friends ditched last minute and your boyfriend dumped you only a few days before, this was your time to let loose and have some fun. Good thing the girl sitting next to you was lonely, too. She made a good, lively person to sit next to.

Mid-show, you started noticing iii's eyes on you a lot. You were wearing a tight fitted cropped top with baggy pants and some dark makeup, which attracted the bassist. You didn't even really pay any attention to it at first, since every time you'd catch his eyes on you, he'd look away.

After the show was over, and you were about to leave, a manager approached you. The man told you to head backstage if you were okay with it, that someone requested your presence. Not wanting to waste this opportunity, you followed the manager to the back.

Upon arrival in a small break room, you saw the familiar mask, blond hair, and onyx painted skin sitting on a couch playing his bass. He looked up when you walked in, and you could tell he smiled a bit based on how his eyes scrunched up a little, although he was wearing his mask.

iii: "Hello, love. Enjoyed the show, right?" he spoke, standing up. Oh, his accent is so attractive