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Satori </3

‘Sorry, SemiSemi my connecting flight got delayed. I don’t think can make it to the opening act.’

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Kenji aking irog <3

‘Uhm, minor problem there’s a major traffic on my way cuz YOUR fangirls decided to hog the road. I’m running but I’m not sure if I’ll make it to the opening act.’

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Ushi Sushi

‘I’m with Tori :/’

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Eita couldn’t help but sigh loudly as he read the texts of his friends. It’s the last leg of his bands tour around Asia, they’re last stop is Philippines to honor Eita’s roots from his mom. It’s only 20 minutes before their opening act starts but two of his friends are not yet in the country, while his lover’s running for his life outside in the sea of fangirls. 

“Yo, Eita. We gotta be up there in 5 minutes, we’ve extended enough.” Suna pat his back before exiting their dressing room, followed by Makki.

“Sweetcheeks Ei. Let’s go, security already spotted Ken-chan outside, they’ll escort him in, so he’ll make it throught the opening act after the VCR.” Kuroo piped in as he knocks on their door to remind Eita about their show.

They went on standby at their positions as the VCR plays, Eita kept on tapping his mic still nervous if Kenjiro would make it through their opening act. He doesn’t know why he’s pressured if the other would see their opening act, maybe because it’s the act that he specifically dedicated a song to him. 

“Ey, ta-kun! Let’s switch things up a bit yeah? Let’s put your surprise by the end if that’s okay?” Makki prompted when he passed by Eita to which the other nodded in agreement.

As soon as the VCR ended and all of them rose to the stage, the arena started to get wild. Chants, screams, different banners, and light sticks with colors that represent each member. They opened the show with their opening act, filled with their trilogy debut series of songs. It was before the intro ment that Makki played the beat to one of their encore songs, surprising everyone. 

‘Moonlit version, Encore.’ He mouths toward Suna and Eita.

‘Ah this one’s the alternative for the surprise.’ Eita thinks as he scans through the VIP Seated section of the arena, checking if Kenjiro finally arrived. He was there, waving his light stick and smirking because he saw the annoyance in Eita’s eyes as he recognizes the light color represents Makki instead of him.

As they wrapped up the opening act, they lined up by the end of the stage.

“You’re my dream, Hiraya!” they say in unison, introducing their band in front of thousands of their fans in the Philippines.

“My people! Did you miss me?” Kuroo started and the crowd replied with a series of unintelligible screams of agreement.

“Ah yes, I did too! Kuroo Tetsuro, in case you forgot my name because of the beats. They can be very, very, distracting.” He replies, which made the crowd go wild again.

“Technically those are MY beats, Tetsu! You’re the lead guitar not the drummer, stop stealing my job, dude!” Makki says before throwing a towel at Kuroo.

“Your Mr. Do-it-all, drummer, and oh hey there Issei! I’m Hanamaki Takahiro, and MY beats are the addicting ones unlike Tetsuro over there.” He adds making everyone laugh at their antics.

“Kahit saan ka tumingin?” Suna prompts

“KAY SUNARIN PARIN, MGA MATA’Y LILIPARIN!!!” 

“That’s my pinilis!! It’s good to be back here everyone, it’s your boy Suna Rintaro your manliligaw for tonight!” Suna ends his introduction with a smile, fluently pulling off the Filipino phrases he learned from Eita while scrolling through their Twitter.

“Pinili!! Namiss nyo ba ako???” Semi asks as the arena once again erupted in a mixture of agreement.

“Namiss ko din kayo! Pero pasensya na hindi na ako pupwedeng manligaw sainyo ngayon, may nanalo na kasi sa puso ko. Semi Eita nga pala, ang inyong semi manliligaw sa gabing to!” He finishes, despite announcing him being potentially in a relationship, everyone couldn’t help but swoon for him.

After their intro ment, the second VCR started to play as they ran backstage to change their outfits. Once finished, they ran back to start the second and last set before their encore. Their second set of songs went by a blur even if it was composed of 10 songs that each of them composed together, it was already their second ment. 

“Dudeparebro, do you remember Tetsu’s first words in Filipino?” Makki asks Suna who was busy wiping his sweat with a towel.

“Ya! Hiro I’m still here!”

“Wasn’t it, ‘Mahal Kita aking irog’? and he sent it to Kenma-kun?” Suna replied, smoothly switching from English to Filipino with the right accent that all four of them have learned and studied for years ever since meeting Semi.

“Paano ba yan, mga pinili. ‘Di ata kayo yung mga pinili.” Makki prompted that made everyone laugh at the irony of their fandom name.

“Napaka-issue mo, Hiro. Issei pakikolekta nga! Pwede ko naman kayo sabihan ng mahal kita, kung gusto nyo.” Kuroo butts in, causing the crowd to erupt in cheers as they agreed on the man’s condition.

“Hmm, di ko man kayo pinili makasama habang buhay. Mahal ko parin kayo!” He replies, laughing with his friends. Meanwhile Semi quickly went silent, realizing that Kenjiro’s not in his seat. 

Shrugging it off as they proceed to the encore where they have their solo stages. Thinking that he just went to the comfort room or fetched Satori and Ushi, praying that they would be in time for his stage in the encore, he shrugged it off and continued to smile.

A few more encore sets before the solo sets rolled in. It was the usual sets everyone performed through the tour except Kuroo who casually slipped a “actually I’m engaged” before running off to the backstage, leaving the fans with no time to breathe and sink in things as Semi was already on the stage for the last solo set of the night.

“For the last solo set of the night, and of the concert. I would like to offer a special.” He smiles before he starts singing, the song he’s been composing for months. The song he has poured his heart onto, for the love of his life. For the person he’s willing to give his heart to. He was nearing the bridge part when the lights shut off as well as his mic. He was about to run off the stage to check what’s wrong when he heard a voice he dearly missed, having last heard of the way it sings during their last karaoke night before high school graduation. He stood still by the stage until the dim lights opened and before him was his beloved, his boyfriend for so long now. Singing him a reply to the verses of his song, it was a copy he sent to the members, one of them must’ve snitched but it doesn’t matter right now.

“I’m sorry for crashing your last solo set for your tour.” Shirabu says, getting a wave of disagreement with the fans.

“You couldn’t have crashed it, love. Not with your pretty voice.” Semi replies.

 “Semi Eita, I’m not gonna repeat this so please listen carefully.” The other snaps, squeezing the older’s hand, he could only nod.

“Will you marry me...? spend your days composing by my side, I’ll take some days off to be by your side during tours. Will you be with me forever, from now on?” Shirabu asks, lips quivering with eyes filled with love and hints of worry.

“Yes, my beloved. Yes, I’ll marry you. But… I was also planning to propose after my solo set-” Semi answers, slowly puling the younger close.

“And I’m always willing to marry you, aking irog.” Shirabu answers, tears spilling from his eyes out of happiness and love.