Marcello de Lorenzo & Tyler Lockwood

He chuckled. "I know, it's just when we get off tour, I don't want you to feel like you have to always do it," he murmured, moving his gaze over his face. "It is pretty amazing. I kind of feel the same way. You know, minus me performing and doing interviews," he said, laughing. "Cross my heart, I won't tell a soul. In fact, I'll tell them to pay you more," he teased.

He considered it and then shrugged. "Yeah, maybe. Kind of like a VIP?" He said, moving his gaze over his face. "Might not be a bad idea."

He nodded. "Yeah, I suppose so. Just a chance to hang out with your fans like you used to, but it not becoming so overwhelming," he suggested, shrugging.

He chuckled. "I think it's more than good, but I'm glad to hear it. Though I do want you to be able to take breaks," he said, pressing a kiss against his cheek. "As a loving boyfriend, I don't want you to feel like you have to serve me all the time."

He laughed and then nodded his head. "Yeah, I basically have to focus and try and pick out replies to read. It's just luck whatever I see," he said, shrugging. "But lives are mostly promotional at this point. It's hard or me to genuinely connect with fans that way now. At the start, when things were small, I could have a back and forth with people."

"I do take breaks, babe. Cooking for you hasn't exactly been a full time job, and I'm being paid for it still," Marcello pointed out. "I kind of feel like I'm just-- hanging out with you and spending time with my boyfriend at this point, and getting paid for it. Which is... fantastic." He laughed a bit. "Even if this wasn't my job, though... I'd probably still cook you every meal, and I'd do it for free. Just don't tell Jasper that."

He nodded. "Yeah, that makes sense. Maybe-- you could do one sometime and have some sort of lottery to be able to attend, so it's fewer people?" he suggested, wondering if that'd be possible.

He laughed and then crinkled his nose. "Alright, so I did. Your food was that good," he teased, meeting his gaze. "That's not my fault." He nudged him and then nodded his head. "Of course you were. You still are. Look at you."

"No. It's hard to have mods on Instagram or Tiktok for those kinds of things," he said, shaking his head. "And even if you have mods, I'll still probably see it before they get to it. The chat goes crazy fast," he said, smiling at him. "Yeah, I do. Usually in lead up to album drops. Otherwise I don't. I'll just do prerecorded clips or whatever."

"Well, thank you. I am glad you think my food is good. I'll continue to cook for you as long as you want," he said.

He nodded. "Yeah," he said, unsure how it all worked. "I imagine your chats fly. I've seen them before on people with not nearly the level of fame as you... and it's impossible to read anything." He scrunched his nose.

He grinned at him and then arched a brow. "You say that like we didn't talk over the phone for months before you decided," he said, laughing. "You make me sound like a crazy person," he joked. "Though, to be fair, I did offer it really quickly. But I knew your cooking was good.... and you were hot."

He nodded his head and then took in a breath. "Yeah, I mean, I knew they were going to say something probably in this situation. I knew that they might say things about one of us or both of us or whatever," he said, shaking his head. "It's harder when I'm like... doing a live and someone just starts spamming take my shirt off or do certain sexual things. Like, yeah, I can't blame them, but at the same time, chill out?" He said, laughing.

He chuckled and then pressed a kiss against his lips. "Oh yeah, you definitely get all his attention as often as possible," he teased.

"We did, but you, my love, had already offered me the job. Before the phone chatting," he teased. He gave him a shy smile. "I was hot?" He laughed, shaking his head.

"Yeah," Marcello said. "Do you have mods or something that would block that kind of thing?" he asked. He hadn't seen Levi do a live. "Do you do lives anymore?" he asked.

He moved his gaze over Marcello's face as he spoke, looking at him softly. He nodded his head, taking in a deep breath. "I didn't really need a personal chef. I mean... I'd been dealing without one, I would have been fine. But meeting you, it just felt like it was the perfect opportunity. I liked you. You seemed so genuine as a person and talking to you was so easy. I never wanted to stop. I'm glad it worked out."

"Sometimes it can be uncomfortable," Levi said, thinking about it. "Mostly when I'm unprepared and it comes up. That's when it hits the worst."

He smirked at Marcello, arching a brow. "Oh, I'm sure you will. And it will stand right to attention the second you start talking."

"I'm glad it worked out, too," he agreed before he let out a little laugh. "It is kind of crazy, though. You had one meal from me and talked to me for a short time and basically were like, hey move in with me for like an entire year and cook with me while we travel the world. It sounds unhinged when I put it like that," he teased, laughing.

He nodded. "I think that's when it can get dangerous to-- go looking for comments and stuff," he admitted. "But I guess we should expect it in this circumstance. We did kiss on stage and we knew it'd cause attention. And people are often rather gross."

Marcello smirked. "I bet. I'm really good at getting his attention," he said.

He nodded his head and then smiled at him. "I was drawn to you," he said, shrugging. "I can only assume it was for a reason and that this was meant to be."

He moved his gaze over his face, smiling at him. "Mm, well, I'm used to being fetishized to an extent. I mean... look at my album cover. I'm naked," he said, laughing. "I'm not stupid enough to think that I'm not also participating in it. But yeah, they do tend to get kind of overkill with celebrities sometimes. They don't think of us as real people all the time."

He chuckled at Marcello's comment. "I didn't know my dick was so vocal," he said, chuckling. "And borderline rude?" He laughed and then shook his head.

He took a deep breath. "I was drawn to you, too," he admitted. "I don't know that I would have taken this opportunity if I wasn't. If-- if some other famous singer tried to hire me as a personal chef. Even with all the--- other benefits and experience and this basically being a dream job for anyone. I value my home and my life in Boston but-- I wanted this because of you. Because of who you are. Not what you are."

Marcello smiled a little. "You're gorgeous. Flaunt it," he said softly. "I understand that, though. It must feel pretty gross to be objectified like that all the time."

He scrunched his nose. "I'll have a talk with your dick about how rude he's being. I'll put him in his place," he joked.

He laughed at his comment and shook his head. "Nah, they didn't. There's no way that any of them would have ever beat you," he said, meeting his gaze. "I only was attached to you because we were meant to be," he murmured, giving him a warm look.

He watched the video, laughing a little at the comment the girl made, glancing over at Marcello warmly. He nudged his with his shoulder, smiling at him. "Basically admitted his love," he teased, pressing a kiss against his cheek.

"Geoff was right, but I appreciate the user for trying to make sure they didn't fetishize us. I've seen some weird shit happen to people who get that treatment," he said, shaking his head.

"Sure," he said, reaching out and taking the phone from Marcello, so he could relax and read and not have to do all the navigating.

He opened up Reddit and went to the board for him. It was still weird to have a section under his name, but he tried not to overthink it. As he scrolled he saw a flood of new posts, his gaze flitting over the titles.

WAS ANYONE IN FRANCE TONIGHT?

WHAT JUST HAPPENED?

LEVI IS TRYING TO KILL US.

He laughed, clicking through on one of the posts.

SaltedLlamas: I was at the concert in France tonight and Levi brought his boyfriend on stage?!?! Has he ever done anything like this before? I'm a newer fan. It was soooooooooo cute!

xBareFan00: He's never done anything like this! Omgomgomg. Who is this guy??? levisdick: I bet it isn't even his boyfriend. Probably a hired actor to get fans riled. XBareFan00: Why would he do that, dick? Really living up to your name. levisdick: Why would he bring his boyfriend on stage and not show his face?

xxxCarterFan1: Levi has notoriously kept his relationships hush hush, mostly! He's dated a few models that were out in the open, but they never interacted with him or his fans other than going to red carpets. Levi has always been really private. SaltedLlamas: Why the change now? Do you think this means something? levisdick: It's for publicity, duh. Look at you all drooling and being crazy about it. It's a stunt. xxxCarterFan1: Ignore levisdick. I think it means this relationship might be important to him in some way that's different. SaltedLlamas: Like it's his first guy? xxxCarterFan1: Could be! Though several other fans are already speculating he's been with someone else before this. A guy, I mean. There's no confirmation on anything though.

He smirked. "You think that's the case?" he asked softly, feeling warm at the thought.

Marcello nodded. "Yeah," he said quietly. "People sometimes fetishize queer people in general. But I imagine it's... more so with people like you, being famous."

He handed Levi the phone and relaxed against him, feeling warm and content there in his arms. He kissed his cheek and his temple.

They read through one thread speculating about them and he laughed a bit. "Levi's dick is all over this forum," he teased. He read what they were speculating on, finding the whole thing really weird knowing that they were talking about him. He scruneched his nose when the person said he was a fame whore.

He leaned into him a little more, reading the comments. He arched a brow at the translation, glancing over at him. "Is that really what you said?" He asked, laughing. "You're so fucking adorable," he murmured, pressing a kiss against his cheek. "Of all the things you could have said."

There were a bunch of comments under the video, basically panicking. Some jokingly saying what were they going to do now that he was taken, and things like that. He huffed out a breath of amusement.

"I-- yeah. I kind of blacked out. I think I said something like merci d'aimer Levi autant que je l'aime," he admitted, scrolling absently through a couple more videos and pausing once he reached another of them, this one with a girl in the corner reacting. "Which translates to thank you for loving Levi as much as I do."

Marcello smirked. "They are missing out their chance on you," he teased. "After all, they had about as much of a chance with you as I did. Still, I don't mind people being jealous of me for this. I know how lucky I am." He kissed Levi quickly then looked back at the phone.

He played the video before Levi could respond and it was the girl talking first.

"So I was at the Levi Carter concert tonight and you guys have to see this," she said. "I'm an American living in Paris and you guys, this was probably the best moment of my entire time here." She pressed play on the video and they watched again as Levi faked the phone call and Marcello came out and kissed him. The whole time she was in the corner covering her mouth and squirming around excitedly to convey how great she found it. She paused just before Marcello spoke into the microphone. "Listen carefully, French friends." She played again and pointed her finger towards Marcello and Levi on the stage, sillhouetted by the bright lights. He could just about make out what he was saying over the screaming of the crowd. Once again, she paused it. "I know it's hard to make out, but he basically confessed his love for Levi Carter and thanked us all for loving him, too." She again covered her mouth. "I am deceased! What do you guys think of this? Is this relationship the real deal? Let me know!" The video ended and circled back to the beginning and Marcello laughed a little and opened the comments, scrolling through them.

It was more of the same - outward support and love, finding them cute and loving this for Levi. A lot of people recognized that Levi seemed in love and that they were happy for him. Some were jealous he was off the market but said they just wanted him to be happy. There were a couple comments that were a bit less supportive and downright homophobic, but he scrolled past them quickly, not wanting to let those bother either of them. A few were in different languages, not just French. He paused at one that made him snort.

i_dig_veggies2003: This is the hottest thing I've ever fucking seen. The sexual tension is insane.

He clicked on the replies.

radicalgeoff: Yuuup. Bet they fucked right after the show. user85723482: don't fetishize levi carter and queer men, geoff. radicalgeoff: I'm not, just stating a fact.

He chuckled and then glanced over at him, arching a brow. "You're some random," he teased, nudging him with his shoulder. He took in a breath and then shook his head. "It's weird seeing it from this side of things, huh?"

He watched as a longer video played of them, wrinkling his nose a bit at his acting. He laughed and then leaned into Marcello, taking in a deep breath. "At least it looked good," he said quietly.

His eyes moved to the comments, seeing people mostly being excited and also confused. Many were asking who Marcello was and if anyone knew who Levi was dating.

He saw one comment that caught his eye.

Marcello laughed a little. "Yeah, I guess I am," he agreed quietly. He nodded. "Very weird." The video continued and he watched as he spoke into the microphone in French, though it was hard to hear him.

They continued scrolling the comments and he saw a few asking about what he said. He read the replies to them.

He took in a breath and then nodded his head. "Alright, fair enough," he said, laughing. He watched as Marcello brought up Tiktok, almost immediately seeing a clip from the night when Marcello ran on stage and kissed him. He laughed at the sight of it, taking in a breath. He could hear the person recording screaming 'oh my God' over and over. "It looks good on camera at least."

He watched as the video played, feeling a strange sensation. It was the first time seeing it, seeing himself. And though he was in silhouette, it was still a bit odd. He brought up the comments and read a few of the top ones. Some were in French, so he did his best to translate out loud.

"It was the sweetest thing I've ever seen," he read, scrolling down and stopping at another. "Anyone know who it is?" He clicked to read the replies. "Someone random. I don't think Levi has said. I think he wants to be anonymous."

He scrolled again. This one was in English.

user93493208202: I just came in my pants 512 likes

Marcello laughed softly and then scrolled to the next video, which was about some US news scandal, so he scrolled past it, through a couple dancing videos before another concert video popped up. This one was closer, from someone in the front. There was a caption over the video in English.

'I can't believe what happened at Levi Carter's Paris n2 concert'

He laughed and then shifted in closer to him, pressing a kiss against his shoulder. He rested his chin on his shoulder, taking in a breath. "Alright. Let's go for it then. Where do you want to start? Instagram? Tiktok? Reddit?"

He shrugged. "TikTok and then Reddit," he suggested, knowing how strong the TikTok algorithm was. They'd likely get videos right away. Reddit was easy enough to filter through. He took a deep breath and launched the app.

He chuckled as Marcello moved to go get his phone, watching him. "Hm, I've lost track of all phones and clothing the second we got in the door," he teased, sliding his gaze over him as he came back. He leaned in, pressing a kiss against his cheek, then slipped his arms around him.

He laughed. "Yeah. Our clothes stood no chance," he said. He kissed his temple and held up the phone so they could both see. "Let's just do it. I'm going to wonder all night."

"You sure about that? I might fuck you around to it," he joked.

He chuckled. "Alright, well...," he paused, realizing he had no idea where in their trail of clothes his phone was. "I'll get my phone in second and we can look at it."

"I'm sure," he teased.

Marcello laughed. "I got it," he said. He pressed a kiss to the top of his head before he slid out of bed and grabbed his jeans from the floor, finding his phone in his pocket. He hopped back into the bed and leaned against Levi, wrapping an arm around him as he leaned against the headboard.

He shrugged a shoulder and thought about it. He wanted to look. He wanted to know what people were saying, but he also was aware that it could impact them. "Depends. Is it going to affect our night if someone says something shitty?" He asked, glancing at him. "If not, then sure."

He nodded. "No. I won't let you smoke again ever," he promised, smirking.

Marcello shrugged. "I don't think it will," he said. He was pretty sure it would be mostly positive. "Your fans love you. They'll be flipping out."

He chuckled and then slid his hand over his hip. "You can come out and kiss me on stage any time you like," he murmured, chuckling. "I wonder what the fans are saying now."

Marcello nodded. "Should we-- look?" he asked, curious if they should check out social media to see if anyone was talking about it yet. He was certain they were. He knew that there were clips circulating from the thousands of people that had been there, taking a video of it.

When Marcello flopped off him, he let out a whine, immediately missing his warmth and the feel of him.