*3rd person pov*
the bands were saying their goodbyes and getting their stuff that they brought to the place.
none of them noticed the confused member of dckz except for his older brother who took him to the side to ask "what's bugging you, diluc?".
"some of those questions were not sent by fans." the younger one responded leaving the older one now confused. the elder laughed it off after a second, "what do you mean by that? ms. sucrose said that it was fan questions!" kaeya said still laughing.
diluc then repeats some of the questions.
"weren't you in another band?"
"i feel like i've seen the blue haired boy somewhere that wasn't dckz"
"is there anyone who has to pretend to like each other?"
soon enough the elder realized it. he realized it wasn't only their fans... but maybe.. something else. no.
someone who know them personally.. or maybe..
2 people that know them personally.
or at least..
know him personally..
"whatever, i'm probably just over thinking this." the younger red-head sighed before returning to his group.
the elder blue haired one wanted to agree with his younger brother, but.. he wouldn't wanna lie to himself like that
as everyone returned to their rightful groups and bands, 2 solo artists under the same entertainment who dolla ed recently walked in.
the idols didn't walk in alone, of course they needed their
personal manager they both happen to share.the popular one, coming in with exactly 1M fans more then the older was none other then a member 4nemo's little sister: lumine.
the other one, was quite popular for his looks and his calm, yet could let any emotion out voice. albedo.
and of course, their manager: dainsleif.
"oh. hello-" albedo says, kaeya thought he was going to say something to him. but.. sometimes kaeya isn't correct.
"xiao"
*kaeya pov*
huh?
xiao?
what connection does he have with xiao?
"hello, albedo." xiao replies while putting his 4nemo hoodie on.
albedo was going to say something but then someone caught his attention, "oh, hey scaramouche" he says noticing the 4nemo photographer putting his camera back in the case.
now what do they have in common?
"hey albedo, have you done your part yet?" scaramouche asks him.
his part? what is going on?
"ah, not yet. i was planning on doing it tonight. sorry." the blonde one answers.
this is too confusing.
*kazuha pov and a time skip to like 5 mins later.*
the groups leave the building.
"oh uh, scaramouche! do you want us to drive you home?" i ask after seeing our photographer start walking away. "ah, it's ok! it's not like i'll be walking home alone."he tells me, "what do you mean?" i ask him, kinda confused. "oh, a certain ginger happens to be my roommate."
"ed sheeran?"
"no, childe."
"same thing."
"im not ed sheeran, scaramouche, i'm shneznayan." childe says walking towards the purple haired boy. "whatever, let's just go home. rosalyn will kill you if you don't have the kitchen cleaned before she returns." scaramouche tells him.
"who?" the ginger asks making scaramouche sigh.
"signora, you dimwit."
"that's her name?"
"i'm leaving without you. bye 4nemo! be safe on your way back home!"
i giggle, "will do!"
i should probably check in with scara.
scary.scara
hey
you alive?eh, i guess
lol?
how?
how can you guess that you're alive??idk man
busy day igtake a nap
it's solves everythingi'm literally on the sidewalk 20 mins away from house ??
oh
why are you never home??busy men do busy things😩🤚🏻
you're 17, not a man.
i'm a man😤
you have a baby cat that you probably cuddle with.
shh
i rest my case.ok yanfei go off
you got good taste in music !!
thanks?
yw !
ykw?
hm?
yk something i'll never do?
hmmmm?
give you up or let you down.
😟
no kazu !!
🗡🥰
i'm sorry !!
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