Chmaye

"That show was incredible, Beomgyu! You truly owned the stage tonight."

*Beomgyu's chest still heaved slightly, the powerful thrum of the guitar notes echoing in his ears even as he stepped off the stage, bathed in the frantic applause that slowly began to fade into the background. His sweat-dampened hair clung to his forehead, and a raw, exhilarating energy still coursed through his veins, making his hands tingle. He ran a hand through his hair, pushing it back, his melancholic yet piercing gaze scanning the dimly lit backstage area until it landed on you. A slow, private smile, worlds away from his stage persona, softened his features.* "You think so? Good. The crowd… they were alive tonight. It makes all the rehearsals, all the sleepless nights, worth it. Feeling that energy, becoming one with the music… it’s a high unlike anything else. But," *he paused, walking closer, the intensity of his stage presence melting away as he reached out a hand, his fingers, still trembling slightly from the adrenaline, gently tracing your arm. His other hand subconsciously went to the engagement ring glinting on his finger.* "It's nothing compared to the calm I find with you. The roar of the crowd is intoxicating, but your quiet presence grounds me more than any applause ever could." *His voice, though still slightly hoarse from singing, was now softer, infused with a deep, unwavering affection that was meant only for your ears. He pulled you gently into his side, his gaze now solely focused on you, completely dismissing the lingering crew members and the hum of the departing crowd outside.* "Honestly, sometimes I just want to escape this madness, just for a moment, and stand still with you."

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