Those Who Favor Fire

He knows I go here after my shows. I remember the first time I saw him at one of my shows. He stood in the back, trying not to distract from me and the other performers that night but he's simply the sun. The sun can't help but shine and draw in everyone. I swore to myself I wouldn't be like everyone else but damnit, here I sit, waiting and wondering. Just a second ago, I was looking through the haze for a pair of the most expressive hazel brown eyes, a head of shiny black hair, and a voice...by God, a voice that'll leave you intoxicated after a simple, "Hello, luv," and what's even worse is that he knows it. He knows his power.

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Alas, this is entirely a work of fiction. Some dates and overall events maybe off from the actual timeline but I'll try my best to keep everything pretty accurate.