"Aish...Cmon Porchay!" Porsche scolded the teen.
Porchay jogged towards his older brother, his jaw dropped and his eyes sparkling at the sight in front of him.How could someone sing so well?!
"What are you even looking at--" Porsche followed Porchay's eyes, noticing he was staring at a certain someone.
"Oh, the singing dude?" Porschay glanced back at his older brother quickly, nodding.Porsche hummed, listening to the boy's voice. He can't lie, the singer was talented.
"Is that the Wik dude youre obsessed with?" Porschay kicks his older brother, embarrassed.
"Not obsessed! I just..like his music" Porsche rolled his eyes.
They continued shopping around in the center, sometimes Porchay would quickly peek out the shop windows taking glances at the singer.
"Porchay..you can go watch it you'd like. We can shop for you when he finishes." Porchay's eyes shimmer at his brothers comment.
"Really?! I can?" Porsche nods, but before he could get another word in, Porchay was already sprinting back to the event in the shopping center.
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Once he was there, he stood admiring the man before him.
Wik, a 22 year old singer that Porchay has admired since he was 14.
His music inspired Porchay to start music, and is a huge motivation for him to continue well...living!
This was the first time Porchay had ever seen Wik in person, since he never had the money to go to concerts or events
He listened well, watching Wik respond to fans questions. Wik's chuckles always causes him to smile
"This will be my last song for tonight! I'm doing an event at a college tomorrow so unfortunately I have to get going soon" Whines and sighs were all heard throughout the mall.
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Once everyone was gone, Porchay watched Wik pack up his things with his staff. As much as he hated to say it, Wik didn't seem like the happy singer he made himself seem. And for some reason, that really hurt Porchay.
Wik was his motivation to get out of bed every morning. He was the reason he started the things he loves! He made Porchay smile. So it was sad to see that Wik never really smiled behind the scenes.
'Maybe I'm overthinking it! He might just be tired' Porchay thought, sighing as he watched Wik to put his jacket on. But when he was about to start heading off, Wik glanced to Porchay.
"Shit!" Porchay cursed, standing still as he kept eye contact with Wik. The singer too, looked shocked too.
'The fuck do I do?!" Porchay thought, glancing around. But when he looked back, Wik was still looking at him.
He watched Wik slowly walk up to him. He froze. His favorite person had not only recognized his existence, but he was currently walking up to him.
But now that Wik was right in front of him, he had so many things to say to him.
"I'm so sorry- I swear I'm not a stalker I just--"
"I'm sorry, did you not get to sit down at the event?" a concerned look was plastered across Wik's face. Porchay was shocked.
He shook his head. "Oh! No no! I was only watching since I noticed you just now while shopping" Porchay smiled. Wik let out a small 'Ohh'
"You should get going, I saw on twitter fans were gonna bombard this place" Porchay whispered, a grin across his face. Wik chuckled
