Noah Sanderson

Inside, they were shown to Levi's dressing room and Marcello tagged along, following after him.

"Ten minutes and then we'll do a run through? Do you want a stand in for the run through?"

He laughed. "You could grab me if you wanted," he teased. "But I suppose that would certainly lengthen my time on the stage."

The car stopped and the driver got out, Levi sighing as he glanced at Marcello longingly. He shifted and then got out of the car, offering his hand to Marcello to help him out.

"Okay," he breathed. "We're here. We'll be good now." He pressed a hand to Levi's shoulder to keep some space between them.

"Kissing you on stage is going to be torture," he said, shaking his head. "I'm going to have to fight the urge to grab you right there."

Marcello laughed a little as they pulled back, shaking his head. "We need to stop," he ordered, his eyes on his as he didn't put any space between them. He had to breathe slowly through his nose, trying his hardest not to get hard.

He leaned in, kissing him again briefly, unable to help it.

He grunted as Levi grabbed his thigh. He wanted to swing a leg over his lap and straddle him but he wasn't sure he should do that. Not when he had no idea how long the ride was. Instead, Marcello lifted his head a bit and captured his lips with his, kissing him deeply.

"Fuck," he muttered against his mouth.

"Donno if we've got long enough," he muttered softly against his ear.

He let out a low sound as Marcello began to suck on his neck, tilting his head to the side to give him more space to work. "Fuck, you keep doing that and we definitely won't have long enough for what I want to do to you," he muttered, letting out a long breath. He put his hand on his leg, massaging his thigh, giving it a squeeze.

"All good," he said, looking at him up close. He couldn't help but lean in and kiss his jaw and then his temple, squeezing his hand.

"Yes," Levi said, laughing. "We'll see you soon. I'm going to make out with my boyfriend," he teased, hanging up the phone. He put it in his pocket, then turned towards Marcello, grinning at him. "We have a bit of time."

Marcello leaned into Levi a little more once the privacy screen was up, trying to hear what Jasper was saying. He looked at Levi when Jasper snorted but then furrowed his brows, glad the other didn't push back. He never wanted to get in trouble or get Levi in trouble.

"Alright, sure. We can just have him walk up to me and you can see if he's visible," he said, glancing at Marcello. "Is that okay with you? I can use a stand in, in case someone sees."

Marcello leaned up against Levi as they drove, resisting the urge to rest his head against his shoulder.

He paused, listening to him as he spoke, then snorted. "Yeah, we'll need to do NDAs for the people backstage. They should have ones already anyway, but if you want to do a heavier one, go for it."

He shook his head. "I can handle it," he promised. "Fit me in wherever works best, babe. This is going to be fun and exciting and terrifying and hot all at once," Marcello said. He leaned over and gave Levi a quick kiss before he looked back into the bag of snacks he'd packed, making sure he had enough for Levi and himself as well as plenty of waters. He threw a couple packets of electrolytes in as Levi made the call to get them picked up.

The car arrived a few moments later and then were shuffled into the back, settling in close together as he pulled out his phone.

Marcello laughed. "Okay," he said. "Don't-- don't rearrange it that much, then. I don't want to fuck up the setlist for everyone. I'll pop my anxiety pill or something. Maybe take a shot." He smirked. "Let's go, though. We have to get there."

He laughed at his comment and then shook his head. "I don't mind changing it if it will make it easier on you," he said, taking his hand in his own. "Mm, yeah, we should head out. I'll call over on the way and make sure they are getting everything set up right for it."

He shrugged, nodding. "That would be perfect," he said, smiling. "Oh god. This is going to be fun. And crazy. I feel like we need to do it kind of early into the show or else I will vomit and panic."

He laughed and then arched a brow. "I don't usually sing that song until the second half, but we could move it up," he said, thinking about it. "Maybe we could do it after the first batch of numbers, before I do the costume change. But I'd still kiss you even if you'd vomit and panicked," he said, laughing. "As long as you rinse out your mouth."

He nodded. "I'd like that. If that's okay with you," he said. "Maybe during a break in the song? You could have the music video playing on a big screen or something?" he suggested.

He nodded his head, thinking about it. "That could work," he said quietly. "Maybe during the part where we kiss at the sunset?" He suggested, thinking that might be poetic.

He shrugged. "I haven't thought about any of that," Marcello admitted. "I imagine with the lights it'll just be a silhouette?" He shrugged. "You can call me out? Just say-- there's someone special, or your boyfriend is here, or something." He shrugged again, scrunching his nose.

He chuckled and then moved his gaze over his face. "Do you want me to call out that my boyfriend is here?" He asked, cupping his face. "So everyone knows that it's you without knowing your name?"

He smiled brightly and shrugged. "I guess... How are we doing to do this? Should it be during the song we did in the music video?"

"Yeah, I think that would probably be best," he said, chuckling. "Do you want to wear a color that will be seen in the dark or something dark so you don't stand out?" He asked, nudging his nose against his cheek. "Do you want me to signal you somehow?"

"You have?" he asked. He smiled. "Oh, well that's good." He took a deep breath. "I'm trying not to think about it too much besides.... the fact that I want to and I think if we get through this tour without doing something like that, I would regret it."

"Yeah, I have. I figured if we ended up doing it, it was going to be last minute," he said quietly, lifting his hand, pushing his hair away from his face. "If this is something you want, then I'm going to deliver it. Is there anything I can do to help? Or a way you want to do it?"

He nodded. "If you want to do this. I don't want to pressure you. And if it's too much of a hassle, we can do it another night," he said. "I don't want to cause trouble." Marcello shrugged a little. "A lot? They are going to love it, though."

“To be honest with you, I’ve been thinking about it a lot,” he murmured, pressing a kiss against Marcello’s lips gently. “I’ve already warned them that a last minute change like this might happen so there they wouldn’t be completely caught unaware.” He searches his gaze and then gave him a small smile. “It’ll be nice to have you on stage with me. Even if it’s only for a minute.”