despite the chill had was lingering over new york city , khaos was uncharacteristically warm as he squeezed his way through the packed venue . as far as he’s concerned , the occasional woman that brushed a hand against his chest and slurred whatever string of words together wasn’t on his mind . he was feeling a little mischievous mostly due to his relationship ( if you would even call it that ) that he had with the band’s frontman so he wasn’t really too worried about the people who anxiously stood in line waiting for so much of a glance . his name is cursed as he made his way to the front of the line without so much of an ‘ excuse me ’ and it’d be out of his nature if khaos didn’t attempt to smooth talk his way backstage like it was nothing , and he doesn’t really have to do so when he spots exactly who he’s looking for . ‘ cam ! ’ he immediately throws an arm around the other and keeps up with his air of nonchalance . ‘ have you been avoiding me ? are you trying to make me cry ? ’ @camercn
