Backstage

His house

His house did look like his style here and there some guitars a drum set in the room you walked by into the living room which had an open kitchen. "What do you want to eat? You must be starving" pulled you out of your thoughts. One thought came "yea, right, starved for food. Nothing else from you." "Uhm yea. Something simple would be fine" it was already 23 o'clock. "Alright. Whatever you want darling" he turned around to make Avocado toast while you turned around to turn on the TV. "Darling" that word jumped around in your head. Not only that someone ever called you that but also that Sodo called you this. A few minutes later he walked towards you with a board filled with 4 Avocado toasts. He sat down on your right on the Sofa, gave you a toast and stared eating too. He gave you a coke and got himself a glass of wine. How romantic. Maybe after you finished your glass you could ask him for a glass of wine too. "You stare at my glass like you wanna steal it. You want one too?" He asked. "Yes" was your answer. You tried a sip. It wasnt too bad, just unusal taste. Both of you contined to watch TV till you finished. Sodo stood up and put the board and the glasses in the sink. He walked back to the sofa but didnt sit down. "So how do we continue now?" You stood up walked up to him. Stopped really close to him. So close infact that your chest nearly touched his. "It already so late. It would be scary to go home now. Maybe  we can go to bed. How about that?" Sodo agreed. Maybe had to do with that that you thouched one of his chest muscles with your hand.