Unscripted Ties

The Night of the Concert

The buzz surrounding the Geminifourth concert was unlike anything either Gemini or Fourth had experienced. For months, the buildup had been intense—rehearsals, interviews, fan events, and a whirlwind of activity. But as the date approached, everything seemed to fall into place.

Their performances together had always had a certain magic to them, a chemistry that couldn't be ignored. On stage, their connection was undeniable, setting the internet on fire with every interaction. Offstage, however, they kept things carefully platonic, drawing a clear line between their roles as entertainers and their everyday lives as co-parents to Leo.

And now, the day had finally arrived.

The concert hall was packed to the brim, and the energy was electric. The screams from the crowd, the blinding lights, and the pulsating music were all-consuming. The opening acts built the anticipation until it was time for Gemini and Fourth to take the stage. The moment they appeared under the dazzling spotlight, the crowd erupted, chanting their names in a unified voice that sent chills through them both.

They began with their solo songs, each one showcasing their unique strengths. Gemini's soulful, deep voice captivated the audience, while Fourth's upbeat, energetic numbers had them dancing in the aisles. But it was when they performed together—sharing the stage, exchanging those almost-too-natural glances and subtle touches—that the real magic happened. The crowd knew it. The fans knew it. Everyone watching from home knew it too.

Their duet, a smooth ballad that told the story of two people navigating love's complications, felt more personal than either of them intended. Their voices blended effortlessly, and every movement between them was fluid, intimate even, though not rehearsed that way. The chemistry was so palpable that fans on social media began flooding Twitter with clips and hashtags, shooting the concert to the number one trending topic in mere minutes.

#GeminifourthConcert was all anyone could talk about.

Backstage, after the final encore, they were drenched in sweat, exhausted but exhilarated. Gemini wiped his face with a towel, leaning back against the wall as Fourth sank into the chair beside him.

"That was... something else," Fourth said, his voice hoarse from singing and shouting over the crowd's cheers.

Gemini nodded, unable to suppress a grin. "Yeah. It was. They were amazing out there."

"They were," Fourth agreed. "It felt like... I don't know. Bigger than us, you know?"

Gemini's grin softened, his eyes meeting Fourth's for just a beat longer than usual. "Yeah, I know."

They shared a quiet, knowing look before the noise of the crew bustling around them snapped them back to reality. It was moments like this, those fleeting seconds where the world seemed to narrow down to just the two of them, that had become more frequent lately. But neither of them dared push past it. Not yet. Maybe not ever.

Once the buzz of the post-concert adrenaline started to fade, their thoughts turned back to Leo. Fourth's sister, Front, had been watching him at Fourth's apartment while they performed. As much as they loved their fans and the thrill of the stage, they were both ready to slip back into their more familiar roles—being there for Leo.

They quietly left the venue through a side entrance, avoiding the paparazzi and fans waiting outside. The ride back to Fourth's apartment was a peaceful contrast to the roaring concert. They were both too tired to talk much, and the silence between them felt comfortable, filled with the unspoken understanding that came with their dynamic.