They were back on tour, and Henry was surprised by how much he was enjoying it. This time around, he didn’t have to worry about how his relationship with Diego would affect the band. Last time, things between them had been fraught, everything crashing down around them until Henry had quite literally crashed onstage, bringing about a premature end to that particular leg of the tour and upsetting many fans in the process.
Henry wasn’t sure he would ever stop feeling guilty about that, even a year and a half later with a brand new album under their belt and his position as Diego’s boyfriend privately solidified. At least he could try and make amends with the fans now and really give them a show to remember.
His fingers danced expertly across the piano keys as they reached a fan-favourite segment of the show. Every morning, he woke up and scrolled the notes app of his phone, picking and choosing which next little ditty he’d play to get his bandmates to riff off of.
He wasn’t sure he would ever be able to top the rock loop he’d applied to the Animal Crossing theme though, heightened by Poppy coming up with some socially sensitive lyrics, mostly aimed towards Tom Nook but nevertheless turning this little segment of their show into a commentary about landlords. That one had gone down really well with the crowd and ‘Comrade Poppy’ had been trending on Twitter for days after.
It reminded him of why he loved performing. As much as he shied away from the spotlight, preferring to let his bandmates bask in it instead, this tour, new and fresh and full of innovative ideas, prompted a swell of positive emotions to rise in Henry’s chest, buoying him every time he stood behind his keys onstage and got to play with his best friend and the love of his life. These days, he didn’t have to worry about dragging Diego down with him. These days, he got to see Diego bounce around the stage, sometimes even cosying up to him, playful and carefree.
Henry kept his eyes on the other man as he danced around, driving the crowd wild, waiting for Poppy to join him for their usual well-loved theatrics. However, Poppy didn’t move.
Instead, Diego inched closer to Henry’s little corner of the stage. As soon as he caught the other man’s eye, he tilted his head to the side just an inch, eyebrows twitching together. A silent question. What was his idiot boyfriend doing?
As soon as he caught what Diego was mouthing to him, Henry’s expression cleared. Slowly, he felt his spine straighten, heart leaping into his throat when he realised what Diego planned to do. They hadn’t spoken about this. Not really. Perhaps they’d fantasised about it a few times, but had never cemented it as a possibility. But Henry wasn’t about to discourage Diego if it was what the other man wanted. He also wasn’t about to do Diego the disservice of asking him if he was sure. He already knew that Diego would have thought this through several times over.
Henry’s vision blurred a little as pride turned into a tangible feeling that took root in his chest and sprouted petals. He blinked rapidly, a smile appearing on his face as he tried to swallow back his emotions, if only so he wouldn’t immediately burst into tears onstage in front of thousands of fans.
After a moment, he beamed at Diego and gave him a firm nod.
“Ready,” he mouthed back.
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