In which Uki is a famous k-Idol and Fulgur a bit too obsessed.
⌦ Fictional Story
⌦ genres:
⤳fluff, kpop au
↬ English isn't my first language, so please correct me if there are any big mistakes
↬ this story was published on ao3 first under my nam...
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Captivating. The way he moved, the way he sang, the way he looked. Those were only a few phenomenons which were inexplicable for Fulgur, simply too divine to describe with his unworthy words.
His purple hair swayed with the rhythm as his well shaped and thin body moved to the catchy music, Fulgur's new favourite song. The music was a mix of the echo being created by the big space and high pitched screaming.
Still being mesmerised by the wavy purple hair, Fulgur surely couldn't tear his eyes away from him, the latter just stood there in awe. The fan often wondered how many hair care products Uki had to use to keep his hair, which had been dyed in the past too many times already, as silky and soft-looking as it was then.
On top of that, the gray haired was happy how his hair remained purple for that comeback, it really suited his idol. He liked it a lot. Honestly every hair color looked good on him. But he found that purple looked best on his idol.
Speaking of idol. There he was. On stage and performing as if there was no tomorrow.
It wasn't just 'an idol'. It was the greatest of all time. It was Fulgur most favourite k-artist and thus his ultimate bias.
Come on, you possibly couldn't stop yourself from falling in love with the purple haired's charming exterior and interior. Not only was he pretty, he was beyond talented, had a good heart and was very well mannered. There wasn't a single thing his Idol couldn't do. Frankly speaking, he was the embodiment of perfect, the whole package of the ideal man.
Usually Fulgur wasn't the type to like that kind of stuff, idolising people who didn't care. He viewed it rather as he a show business. But Uki was diffrent. Fulgur just couldn't help himself.
Oh how silly Fulgur felt for being cramped between the bodies of teenage girls, screaming on top of their lungs as they went crazy because of the performance. It wasn't really a place he belonged to.
Nevertheless, there was no need to be ashamed of attending the live performance, he simply couldn't miss Uki's new comeback stage. He just had to be there. Like always.
Swaying the light stick in the rather fast rhythm during the dance break, Fulgur's eyes were fixed on the embodiment of perfect, on his immaculate idol. A sight you couldn't look away from, an ethereal beauty you couldn't ignore.
One could even see his stylish outfit struggle because of the sharp dance moves, the buttons of shirt looking as if they were going to fly off by any second and the black leather belts and straps on his torso riding upwards because of the intense movement of his arms.
In awe, at the same time Fulgur wasn't surprised by the outstanding performance of Uki as he per usual outstood the other idols attending the live show, the grey haired shouted the chants as it came to the final part of the song. The choreography getting more intense if that was even possible.
Fulgur was completely sure of it, his Idol would get this win too. His fans were loyal and always there to support their idol, so they made sure to vote for Uki to win on every existing voting app possible. This win would be his tenth win, the perfect opportunity to celebrate the great number, right? Considering how he didn't even debut that long ago made all his wins even more incredible.
