There’s a pause from the blond then as he hears Proton mention he wouldn’t mind looking out for him… Worded in a Proton-ish way of course. He can’t help but smile at this as well. The blond did feel special in regards to the fact that Proton cared. He figured he wasn’t the type to care for many with the way he held himself, so this genuine concern on Proton’s part was a miracle in and of itself.
It made him wonder what it was that made him care in the first place. Now that Blaise thought about it, he could vaguely recall seeing Proton’s face in the crowd a couple of times when he performed; usually in the same spot. Though, why Blaise is remembering this now is beyond him. He doesn’t particularly care for the other faces in the crowd, since it consisted of a generous amount of females a good part of the time. It’s usually the men he looks for faces to remember, though that doesn’t mean he won’t remember one or two pretty faces that belong to girls; all they have to do is holler really loud when he performs and he might, might remember them.
This is what he gets for being gay.
He doesn’t mind being this way though. If anything, he’s thankful that he has somehow managed to remember seeing Proton’s face in the crowd. It shows that he’s interested in him. And, hearing that he found his act to be ‘cool’ prior to thinking about this more only proved that it was him, Proton, he had seen. Funny thing is, though, he doesn’t even remember how many times he’s seen Proton in the crowd or the look on his face when he, Blaise, performed; all of that is a blur.
However, it doesn’t matter at this point.
All that matters is that he explains the whole reasoning behind parading around the fangirls… Along with everything else that basically falls under the umbrella of what he does.
So, he ends up speaking up again, loosening his hold on the collar of Proton’s shirt before allowing his hands to drop to his own lap.
"I don’t care for the fangirls…. It’s the fanboys I’m more interested in…" Is what he starts with, casting his gaze down to his own lap before continuing on with, "I remember more of the men I see in the crowd than I do women…. I ogle them, I guess…."
"Also, now that I think about it… I remember seeing your face too… In the crowd… Even though I don’t remember the kind of faces you make during the show.
But, I bet they’re cute.”
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