Black Lotus [Vintaker]

Epilogue

And now, introducing our guest member...

The lights shone on the stage with Vincent walking out onto it. The crowd roared as the voting via Heart Radius showed up on the giant monitor. Vincent waved and smiled underneath his mask, as expected of him. The music started and even though Vincent barely knew the words he was somehow able to catch up. 

Adrian was an entirely different person on stage than off stage. Vincent's eyes kept going back to him instead of focusing on the performance. Perhaps kissing someone wasn't exactly the best method of pre-show preparation. 

Vincent walked over to Adrian and each time Adrian tried to look towards him he moved in the other direction. A strange game that neither one understood but played along with. In the end Vincent hugged Adrian from behind, resting his chin on Adrian's shoulder, grinning slightly as the lights dimmed. He disappeared when they turned back on, causing a loud cheer from the audience. Just like that, Vincent was now tied with Adrian for first place. 

...

After the performance, Vincent hadn't heard from William or anyone else for a few weeks. He kept working at Black Lotus, waiting for someone to tell him something, and no one really did. "Do you think I didn't get the job, in the end?" he muttered in Lau's general direction. 

"They'd be dumb not to hire you," Lau replied. 

"Hm," Vincent yawned and sunk into one of the booths. He rested his head on the table and instantly fell asleep. 

"You aren't supposed to sleep on the job," Lau huffed. 

Adrian walked through the door and saw Vincent sleeping. He placed his finger over his lips, telling Lau to keep quiet, and sat down next to him. He gently moved Vincent's head to his lap and grinned, playing with his hair. This would probably be the first and last time Adrian did something like this. 

"Mmn," Vincent nuzzled into Adrian's lap and got a bit more comfortable. 

"Did he get the job?" Lau wrote on a napkin and held it up. Adrian nodded. Lau snickered and walked away. 

"Wait," Vincent opened his eyes and grabbed Adrian's leg. "This is not a table." 

"No, my lap is not a table," Adrian agreed. 

Vincent stared up at his face and blinked. "When did you get here?" 

"Just a few moments ago." 

"What are you doing here?" 

"I'm here to tell you that you're accepted into the band. William is fully expecting to profit off of your good looks. We also have our own ship name," Adrian pulled out his phone and showed Vincent the hashtag with a bunch of posts. 

"Let me guess, William wants to profit off of fangirls by making sure word doesn't get out that we're together so that they can have full fanatic theorizing sessions?" 

"We're together?" Adrian blushed. Vincent smirked. 

"What else would we be?" 

"I don't know...it just...doesn't seem real." 

Vincent pulled Adrian's face down closer to his and kissed him. "Is that real enough for you?" he smirked. 

"I don't know, can you run that by me again?" Adrian snickered. 

"That isn't a kissing booth ladies," Lau called out to them. "Take it outside or kiss where I can see and enjoy it," he huffed. Vincent and Adrian both laughed.