You sighed, laying down on the couch back stage. It was another of Sayaka's idol tours on her newest album "Loving Smile". Meaning you had to be with her 24/7 again. It wasn't a problem really, it was more of an issue of boredom. Sayaka was popular by all means, and there was the rare occasion when some wierdo or reject tried to do something to her, but that usually lasted until you stepped between them and dealt with it.
People usually never assumed you were more then some roadie that was with the group when you walked with them, till you had to deal with them anyways. You were by no means intimidating, you were 5' 11", and had almost no real muscle to show. This stemmed from a genetic mutation in your body, where your muscle became denser and more compact instead of building up like a normal person. Doctors couldn't figure out why or how this happened, but it did. This made you look barely any stronger then a runt, but in reality you were up there with some of the biggest body builders in the world.
Now you pushed aside a few locks of your (H/C) hair and cast your (E/C) eyes towards the door, having heard the knob turning. Always one for the negative you got up opening it only an inch, staying out of sight of the opening. "Um Mr (L/N). Some of the audience is trying to bother the idols now that the shows over. Care to step-". Without a word you swung open the door and wordlessly walked past the meek stage manager, walking over calmly to where the idols stood. "Which one's do I need to deal with?" You asked Sayaka, tilting your head as your hands rested in the pockets of your hoodie. "The two guys there. Their being so pervy." She said, clearly disgusted as they boys she pointed out continued their jeering.
"Oh whats wrong now you little slut? Daddy coming to help you?" Still keeping calm you walked up, your face inches from theirs as the security guards kept them behind the barrier. "No. But keep it up and you'll be wishing your daddy was here to help." You smiled a rather menacing grin now and picked him up by his collar, as if picking up a kitten by the scruff of it's neck. "Got it you little shit?" You now took on a dark expression that would have made the most macho of men think twice about bothering you. "Who you calling a little shit? Let me give her what she wants and I'll-" you cut him off with your knee dug into his gut, before pulling back and doing the same between his legs. "Just shut up before I try to break your balls like glass." You twisted his collar now before shoving him into the crowd. Without even so much as a second thought his friend stopped dead and turned, running into the crowd. "Cunt." You muttered, walking off after the idols.
"Thanks again for helping with those guys (F/N)." Sayaka said, looking down at you as you laid on the couch again. "It's no problem Sayaka. You know it's my job anyways." You looked up at her, not smiling like usual. "Well still, you deserve some thanks once in awhile. What can I do to reward you?" She knelt by you, putting you two almost eye to eye. "I don't know. A kiss I guess?" You said jokingly.
"Ok" Sayaka without hesitation leaned in and kissed you. Pulling back you looked at her as if she just told you a secret you didn't want to know. "I wasn't serious." You said, quickly noticing the blush on her cheeks as she giggled. "I know silly. But I've wanted an excuse to do that for awhile." You tilted your head. "Explain please." In that ever so sing song voice she had when she was teasing you she replied. "I have a crush on you silly." She now laid her head on the couch beside you, smiling. "Ok. Then if that's the case, Sayaka would you like to be my girlfriend?" You immediately knew her answer as her face lit up like a child's on Christmas. "Yes!" She now shot up and tackled you in a hug. "Oh I can't believe you finally asked me."
