Nik was where he was supposed to be, now, and was waiting for it to start, his hands still in his pockets. He looked uncomfortable and a little awkward, which made sense when one considered that he wasn't used to being in places like this. He ran a hand through his hair, biting his lip nervously.
In that moment, millions of lights focused on the center stage. Avon was propelled, basically, onto the stage from the platform below. It fastened into the stage to hide itself from the crowd. "What's up, Valerians?" He cried at the crowd, using the name for his fans. He smiled a flashy, white smile. Screams erupted from practically everyone.
Nik only blinked. He wasn't the type to scream like that, though he did smile when he saw Avon, shoulders relaxing a little bit. None of the attention is on you. See? You're fine. He reassured himself, feeling a little calmer now that everything had actually started.
(i gtg soon, sorry)
( I don't mind, it's okay! Same here. )
Avon's eyes searched the important concert-goers, before he found someone who looked pretty similar to Nik. He wasn't sure if it was Nik, or someone else, but he winked at them anyways. "I've got a great show coming today! I'll give it my all for you guys! You're the real stars!" He called to the crowd, eliciting a few more loud cries. He posed for a second, before going right into his first song, dazzling choreography possessing his body.
Nik smiled again at the wink, and listened and watched as Avon began singing and dancing. Slowly but surely, the young man was relaxing more as his anxiety began to release its hold, at least for a little while.
He kept going at the choreography, viciously taking down his dance moves. Awe swept through the audience that laid their eyes upon him. He even slipped his coat off a little, revealing a hot portion of his shoulders. His vocals were strong, and never failing. It was near the end of his first song, and he was going to have a small speaking session before finishing up with the rest of his music.
Nik was smiling a little as he watched, pulling his hands from his pockets and shooting a quick video. He sent it to Tessa, along with a quick explanation that he was at a concert in the front row. He didn't bother to see what her response was before putting the phone away again.
Avon finished the song with an explosive ending. He made his way to a center-stage stool after that, resting on the seat. "I'm having so much fun! I truly feel so blessed that you're all here for this! I've got a little bit of news, too! Drama stations, get ready, this'll be for you…" He paused, before continuing with his words. All of the background sounds completely died down. "I think I might be coming down with something. Ever heard of the possible love fever?" He said to his fans. Screams, so so many of them, took to the air. "I mean, it's not too certain, but-" He didn't even finish his words thanks to the cheers.
Nik raised his eyebrows a little bit at that, but smiled, happy for Avon and whoever the singer liked. He ran his fingers through his hair. His phone buzzed in his pocket, a signal that Tessa had responded to his message. He ignored it, simply waiting to see if or when Avon would be allowed to continue by the fans.
"Well, you see, he's wonderful. And for that matter, he's here right now. But I think he's a little shy, so I won't say who he is. Anyways, I have a few more songs to get to! Here we go!" Avon said. He, through the screams, continued with a few good songs, his vocals overpowering the crowd.
Nik blinked at the "he". He…well. He hadn't quite expected Avon to admit something like that. The press could be notorious for cruel treatment of LGBTQ celebrities, especially those that were openly in a relationship or something like that.
Avon bit his lip before he started to sing. He was completely accepting of himself, but he didn't know how good it would fare with Rosalia or the rest of his staff. Damn, he might have just fired himself from the entire music industry. He continued on with his next song, stunning choreography and beautiful moves interrupting the thoughts of many of his fans. Back stage, Rosalia and Avon's producer gasped, and furiously began to decide something, before the media could interfere with their star.
Nik watched Avon with a smile on his face. The smaller male's jacket had words stitched into the left shoulder: "love is love is love", in the colors of the Pride flag. He was gay, had known for years. So he just goes that people would accept Avon.
Avon continued through the rest of his songs, passing them with literal flying colors. He stood, center stage, as lights fell onto him. "All of my V.I.P.s meet me back here after the show! I hope the rest of you had a great night!" He shouted. Many people sighed, but then screamed their thank yous. A small, select crowd began to be directed to the back of the stage.
Nik bit his lip as he was directed back to the back of the stage. He looked nervous, but he was smiling, having enjoyed the show more than he had expected he could. Once he'd managed to shed the anxiety, anyway.
Avon carefully signed certain merchandise items that his fans had, and offered to get pictures with them. He passed each person with a giddy smile. Eventually, he finally got down to Nik, who had been carefully put to be last. "Hey there, Nik." Avon purred, smiling even more wider at the sight of the other.
Nik gave him a quick smile in response, thankfully not looking or feeling as nervous as he had at the beginning of the show. "Hi." he greeted simply. "I don't have anything for you to sign, sorry. But I do have my phone for pictures." he shrugged, letting out a soft laugh.
"Oh, I got you something special." Avon purred. He went into a small room nearby, and brought out a huge gift basket, with a lot of merch, and some snacks. It even included a signed album, of the song they listened to whenever they met. "Say cheese~" Avon then said, as he completely posed for a photo with the other.
Nik's eyes went wide when he saw the basket. "I…er…" he stammered for a moment, having handed his phone over for the photo. He was blushing slightly. "I…I can't take this, I…" he didn't know what to say.
( !!!ALERT!!! I will not be able to roleplay from March 16 at 1:00 PM Central Time to April 6th at 7:30 Central Time because of school closings because of the Coronavirus. I'm truly sorry, let's have a good final hour together until then. -Sorrel )
Avon gently brought the other closer, all the while paying attention to his personal space. He took a few photos, and before handing the phone back, even took a secret photo with a kissy face. He loved it. "Nik, dear me, please. At least give it away if you don't want it." He begged the other.
(aww alright. I'll miss you!)
Nik stared at the basket for a moment, then at Avon. "No, I…I already…you've already given me enough, I don't…" he was stammering and he knew it but he just couldn't process this. Didn't understand what was going on, why Avon would give him…this.
( this is my last reply! ILY ICE!!! )
Avon shook his head, in playful disapproval. "Come on, do it for me, please." He begged the other, sweetly as he could.
(aw okay :( ILY too, Sorrel!)
Nik bit his lip, shaking his head slightly. "No, I…I can't…" he bit his lip slightly. "I don't deserve this." he said, looking at Avon and shaking his head again.