I sat backstage and watched Ramin as he put on his suit coat and adjusted his white bow tie.
Even though the left side of his face was heavily caked in makeup, I still found him incredibly handsome.
It made his cheekbones more prominent.
He caught me staring at him through the mirror and smiled.
"Don't you know it's rude to stare?" he asked teasingly.
I blushed and quickly looked away from him.
"Sorry," I mumbled.
Ramin chuckled.
"I'm just kidding, Ave. You can stare all you want."
"No, no," I shook my head. "It is pretty rude."
He turned around and leaned against the desk.
"Not when it's someone that you know well. In fact, I love it when you've got your eyes on me. It means that I've grabbed your attention, and I'm very proud of that."
"You could be reading out of a phone book and I'd still be captivated," I laughed. "I'm always amazed at how attractive you are."
Ramin gave a slight flourish of his fingers, gesturing me forward.
I shyly obliged and stood so that our chests were touching.
He ran his hands along my jawline, then kissed the crown of my head.
"Your chains are still mine, you will sing for me!"
My heart instantly sped up at his sexy voice, and I thought I would pass out from a lack of oxygen.
He saw it coming, however, and wrapped his arms around my waist.
"Stay steady, my Angel," he smiled. "I can't have you unconscious before the show."
I nodded and straightened myself out.
"It's so hard, though. Your voice is like a lullaby to me."
Ramin kissed my head again and caressed my chin with his thumb.
"That's the point," he winked. "I like lulling you to sleep."
I rolled my eyes playfully and rested my cheek against his broad chest.
He chuckled quietly and held me in peaceful silence.
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Ramin Karimloo imagines and one-shots
RomanceBest 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...
