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It's been years since Attila had felt this amount of happiness during a concert. The fans we're louder then ever, all of the joyful faces staring up at him had never affected him, but today it felt like looking at his own children, all of them smiling and shouting back every single lyric that took them ages to come up with. Even some of them holding up signs with lovely messages and some way too true messages, but that was besides the point. Tonight was magical to say the least. He couldn't help but tear up over the huge amount of love he was recieving this concert, but he had to keep his composure, no matter what happend he had to keep it together tonight. It was just the start of the tour, he needs to save some emotions for the rest of it, but God was this feeling good.
The music started coming to a close, he couldn't stop staring at the fans and adoringly smiling at them, this was the life.
He quickly got pulled out of it, Falk grabbed him by the waist whispering quickly: "Stop looking at them like that, they'll think you want to fuck them." Attila couldn't help but smile, no matter how much time passed Falk was still one of the most charming people he knew, even if he got on his nerves way too much. They both bowed several times, enjoying the moment.
After an incredibly long goodbye to the fans they both stepped off the stage, still holding on to each other, smiles on their faces, not being able to stop the crazy high of the stage. They kept walking for what felt like hours, just trying to find a quiet place to have a quick talk.
Finally finding a small corner in the very back, sitting down and looking around to make sure no one was looking. Falk took a fast walk around, making sure no one saw the way Attila and him talked in private.
Coming back Falk looked softly at Attila. He caressed his hand, not wanting to be over obvious about how much he loved this man.
"How was the concert for you, I saw how much you loved this one?" asked Falk.
"They we're all so kind, did you see the signs they made? Some of them quite literally professed their love for me, and so many of them we're overjoyed just to see my face, it was so amazing, I know we see this every time, but I don't know somehow the love this time felt overwhelmingly positive." said Attila.
Falk looked at him with awe, he never failed to be the most lovable person on Earth, but was still somehow shocked when he gets even a smidge of love that he deserves. "Let's not forget the signs clearly aimed at us though." added Falk.
Attila pushed at Falk. "Don't start, you know we don't hide who we are that well." he said. "You're right, but come on, how can I not look at you the way I do, you're you." said the blushing man.
Attila quickly looked around, giving the younger man a quick kiss on the cheek. "I do get that, but we are being a bit too obvious." said Attila.
"How about the next show, I don't even look at you?" said Falk. "Yes, that would fully keep the fans off our backs, fully stop looking at each other and start ignoring each other on stage." said Attila sarcastically. Falk grinned. "What about it, seems like an amazing plan?"
Attila couldn't help it, he kissed the man, not checking if anyone was near, damn them. He held his neck with one hand, storking his hair with the other. Falk was grimey and sticky from the show, but Attila didn't care, he needed to kiss the only man he ever loved. The kiss was quick, but he always wanted more.
"You're going to kill me if you keep going like this," said Falk still with his forehead on Attila's. "I know, my love, I know."
The peace in the air was something magnificent. They couldn't separate, but they couldn't stay. The years of longing and now the amount of love they shared was ethereal to both of the men. Neither of them could explain it, but they had always loved eachother, no matter how distant they seemed, they always seemed to fall back into the love they shared.
"We have about 1 more minutes of this, we have to get back to the bus," said Falk looking at his phone, breaking the magic of the moment.
Attila looked adoringly in Falk's eye's. "I love you," said Attila, holding Falk's hand in his. "I love you too," said Falk quietly.
Footsteps started to approach the corner they we're sitting in. Both of the men quickly seperated, quickly going their seperate ways. Each thinking about the romance they'll never be able to share.