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Eric recognized the song, making him look up more. He had listened to it the other night while he was being over-emotional. Goddamn…
Eric recognized the song, making him look up more. He had listened to it the other night while he was being over-emotional. Goddamn…
Damien saw Eric look up and his heart perked up hopefully. C’mon, Eric, please- He didn’t take his eyes off the other as he sang,
“There's something tragic, but almost pure
Think I could love you, but I'm not sure
There's something wholesome
There's something sweet
Tucked in your eyes that I'd love to meet”
Eric flushed, playing with his fingers. Holy shit is the real holy shit-
“Life is not a love song that we like
We're all broken pieces floating by
Life is not a love song we can try
To fix our broken pieces one at a time…”
As they finished their set, Damien never let his focus waver from Eric for long. He hoped that the songs, that him looking at Eric the whole time would get his point across.
Eric watched as they walked off stage, getting pulled out of his daze by Jack, who was gently pulling his arm so they could go up. Right, I have to go up there too- oh, fuck, he's gonna hear it-
After they put their gear up, Damien and the rest of The Spades claimed a table near the stage. After his set, we’ll talk… it’s gonna be okay… right?
Eric stepped up to the microphone, forcing his usual smirk, and hoping he didn't look too tense. He yelled out a quick introduction, before starting the new song.
"I'm at my limit
You're driving me nuts!
I can't stop thinking about you
You're in my veins, you fuck"
Damien couldn’t tear his eyes off Eric if he tried. oh no he’s hot… we already knew that, get it together-
"Fuck you, my heart's in pain
Just go ahead
Rip it out
Cut the vein
Throw it down
Make me sing
Cause I'm wishing I can't feel a thing"
Damien’s pulse thrummed with the music, and he flushed as he watched Eric. Is this about what I think it is…?
"Kill me, kill me
This shit's gonna end me
End me, end me
I know you'd never love me"
Damien’s heart constricted almost painfully as Eric sang. Never love— what, no—
"Kill me, kiss me
I'm fucking loosing it now"
Eric took a breath as he stopped, trying to make a point to not look at Damien.
Damien couldn’t breathe for a moment, all he could do was stare at Eric. I want to fucking kiss you, dammit, what do you want from me?
Eric shook his head, trying to clear his mind before they went into the next song. "You all like the Ramones, right?"
Damien cheered his assent with the rest of the crowd, still watching Eric with some confusion.
"Okay, good." He said, smiling before going into the cover. It hadn't taken too much convincing for the rest of the band, thankfully. Even then, he felt like he was laying something personal out there. I didn't even write the damn song-
"I want you around
I want you around"
is he singing about me? it’s a cover, it’s not like he wrote it. yeah, but you chose a cover for him… careful, Faust, don’t get your hopes up.
"They're telling us
They're gonna make a fuss
About the two of us
I want you around
I want you around"
Eric gripped the microphone, making himself take a quick glance at Damien. Please get the point, I'm sorry-
Damien’s heart was pounding as he listened to Eric sing, and when he saw Eric glance at him, it skipped a beat. please let this mean what I think it does-
"I know what you're thinking about
That you must have some doubts
I know what you're thinking
When you find out I want you around
You know if it comes true
I'll be so good to you
I'll never treat you cruel
As long as I've got you around"
He looked away again, face flushing. The song, just focus on the song, Hyman-
Damien didn’t think he’d ever wanted something so badly in his life as he watched Eric, face flushing.
oh god oh god oh god please
"I want you around
I want you around"
Please, please get it, please-
Eric—
Suddenly Damien desperately wanted the performance to be over so he could talk to Eric. He wanted to know he was reading this right, that Eric felt the same as he did about everything.
The set had only a few songs left after the cover, and even though he didn't move much this time, he still felt like he couldn't quite catch his breath. Fuck, I need to talk to him-
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