I sat and watched Ramin as he put on his military jacket and got ready for his performance in Anastasia.
He was obviously ready to go, and I was getting more excited with each passing moment.
My energy must have been radiating off of me like crazy because he glanced over his shoulder and looked at me with a smile.
"Excited, are we?" he asked.
"Maybe," I shrugged, trying to be nonchalant. "I can neither confirm nor deny."
Ramin raised an eyebrow.
"You're practically shaking with excitement."
I curled myself into a ball and muttered, "No, I'm not."
He laughed.
"Whatever you say, my Angel."
I ignored his comment and opened my arms up, inviting him in for a hug.
He came over and embraced me tightly, holding me close to him.
"Go get 'em, my Phantom."
"You got it."
He then pressed a kiss to my forehead and ran out the door in a hurry.
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Ramin Karimloo imagines and one-shots
FanfictionBest known for playing the Phantom of the Opera and Jean Valjean on Broadway, this man has stolen my heart with his playful nature, good looks, and amazing voice. These will be short stories about Ramin and the characters he's played on screen and o...
