forum "Musical Predictions" | OxO | Male/Male Romance | Closed!

Started January 31, 2020 by Deleted user

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Haha alright! Uhm…maybe like where/how they're going to meet?

That's surely important. I'm still hung up on the concert idea, maybe VIP tickets or something. Or perhaps they meet up accidentally on the streets, that might be cool.

Ooh maybe they bump into each other and start talking, and your character for some reason gives Nik tickets??

That sounds awesome!! Gee, that's perfect!

Alright cool! Are we ready to start, then?

Yep! I guess I should start?

Yes please!

Avon walked through the streets. At this time of day there weren't many people, and it oftentimes made him think about what they were up to. He drew his attention to the skies, which were moderately grayed compared to their natural, cloudy blues. "Possibly because of the upcoming storm?" He asked himself, careless of the rain that might occur. Oh well, too bad for that.

He pulled out his cellphone, and went into the social media app. He wanted to post something, his walk was moderately boring. He took a small photo of himself, leaning on a light pole, and posted it with the caption, 'light amidst the storms'. Comments and little, red hearts already began to flow in, and he didn't care. He put his phone back in his pocket, and kept going.

Nikolai had been walking with his head down, focused on the music in his ears and the article displayed on the screen of his phone. He therefore didn't see Avon, and ended up slamming into the taller male. He stumbled back with a startled yelp, pulling out an earbud. "Ah! Sorry!" He exclaimed quickly. "I wasn't watching where I was going, I didn't mean to slam into you!"

The bump caused Avon's hood to flip down. He immediately rushed it back onto his head, and had some form of mental heart attack. Did the guy know who he was? A stalkish fan, maybe? He honestly didn't know, but he had to compose himself better. "I don't mind. I noticed you had earbuds. What're you listening to?" He said. He did great at immediately seeming to fix himself back into normality. His voice sounded a little musical.

(Kk thanks)

"Uhh, lemme check." he pulled out his phone, checking Pandora to see what was currently playing. "…Vale? I guess?" he wasn't really looking up, so he hadn't yet recognized Avon. Even if he had looked up, though, he was so scatterbrained that it was doubtful he would recognize Avon right away. "My sister introduced me to it about a month ago." he shrugged a shoulder, trying not to let on about the fact that he actually really enjoyed the music.

"Oh, how surprising." Said Avon, as he tried to understand his… fan. He looked at him, with a tilt of his head. "That's cool, I love Vale." He said, with a newer smile. What a lie, he just said he loved himself. He sang a few lyrics of his most recent song, and tried to see if the person would catch his tunes. He paced himself perfectly, making completely sure that it wasn't completely obvious.

He put his phone away, and finally did look up. His eyes narrowed slightly. "Well. Now I feel like a right idiot, don't I?" he laughed a little. His voice bore the faintest traces of an English accent; like he had been raised in England, just for a little while. Enough to pick up the slightest accent, but not enough for it to be a strong one.

"No, don't worry." Avon said, laughing a little. "You know, I'm not the only one with a sweet voice. Yours sounds pretty good, when speaking." He complimented the guy. "What brought you out here?" He asked, looking up at the lamp post he'd just taken a photo at.

"I lived in England for a while." he replied with a shrug. "That's why I sound the way I do. And I'm out here to take a walk, is all. You?" he looked up at Avon, trying to keep his cool and not show just how shocked he was about seeing Avon here.

"The same, I love the feeling of the calm before the storm," Avon laughed. He looked really proudly at the person, pretty shocked at how composed they were. Most of his fans, male and female, asked for autographs, selfies, or occasionally kisses. He's pretty happy he didn't ask for the last one. "I forgot, I normally ask for names. Yours?" He asked, simply as he could. How could he forget that?

"Ah, right!" He let out an embarrassed grin. "Nikolai Drayce. Sorry, should have introduced myself earlier." he held out his hand for a handshake, giving Avon a quick, bright smile as he did so. The shorter boy had to look up to meet Avon's eyes, though he didn't really seem to mind all that much.

Avon gently shook Nikolai's hand, and noticed the guy's smile. "Such a respectful person, I'm astonished by you… Nik." He muttered. He thought for a second, about the little guy he stood near. Should he do something nice? What would the 'onstage Avon' do? He went through his pockets and struggled to find something inside of them.

Nik shrugged. "I'm not respectful, just quiet." he replied with a soft laugh, putting his hands in his pockets. "And besides, everyone deserves a little respect, even if they're semi-famous, right?" he shrugged his shoulders again, glancing away for a moment, then back at Avon.

( Your replies are honestly astonishing, your writing speed must be quick- )

"You're right, very right. I've got this V.I.P. ticket, I've been saving it for someone special, and you seem to fit the guidelines I wanted to follow." He said, confidently. "Here, take it. It's got a little something special on it, too. You deserve it." He decided. He handed Nikolai the ticket, which had his actual phone number scrawled somewhere on it. He figured it might get leaked, but oh well for that.

(I uhm…I kinda do have a fast speed lmaoo if that's annoying I can slow down?? but thanks)

"Uh." Nikolai blinked at the ticket in his hands, seeming speechless for a long moment. "I'm not sure I…" he glanced up at Avon, then down at the ticket again, unsure of what even to say. Or do? What is the proper response when a singer hands you a VIP ticket??? He blinked again, mouth twitching as he tried to figure out how to respond. "Thanks. I don't…I'm not…this isn't…" he was stammering.

( No, trust me, I'm in awe. Admiration comes awkwardly out of me, I guess I really liked it. )

Avon tilted his head a little bit, and laughed, softly. "I honestly have no clue what you're trying to say, but it's nothing but kindness. One should have respect for their fans, too." He said, laughing once again. A little thunder growled in the sky. "Shoot, the sky didn't like that one." He muttered, with a really studious expression.

(haha thanks! I really like your style too, like?? I really do!)

Nik carefully put the ticket away, biting his lip and looking shocked still. "I, er…thanks." he said, stammering just a little bit still. He looked up at the sky at the thunder, and bit his lip again. "If you don't have a place to stay close by, you could…come over for a bit if the storm gets bad? I guess? I mean…my apartment is pretty close, and I don't know how bad the storm's gonna be."