#stupid ass idle game about idols

[aayakashii]

*twirling my hair on my fingers* heeeyy

[g-idlescenarios]

(g)-idle: First Kisses ~

anon request:  OMG this is the kind of blog this world needed ;;; Could I request lil first kiss imagines with each of them? 💕

Soyeon

“Come to this party with me - you can meet the members officially!” Her voice turned cutesy, trying to persuade you into coming to a Cube Christmas Party.  “I don’t know, I’m not an idol or a trainee... would they let me in?” “Don’t make excuses babe, I’ve got a plus one! I’ll pick you up at 7.”  Reluctantly, you got dressed and did your make-up.  When Soyeon arrived, she wasn’t expecting you to look so beautiful.  It shocks her every time.  You explained your nerves about meeting the other members and her friends from the company.  “Please don’t be nervous - I’ve told them so much about you that they basically know you already.”  Meeting each member was an absolute breeze, that it completely washed away the nervousness you felt this afternoon.  You found yourself laughing and joking with them in no time.  You were so distracted, that you failed to notice Soyeon staring at you with such heart eyes.  She hadn’t realized how nervous she was too for you to meet the members.  It was important for you guys to get along, even though she knew you would.  So this is love, she thought.  After letting you meet the members, she grabbed your hand and pulled you to go dance with her. “Why are you looking at me like that?” You giggle, enjoying the music and her body meshed against yours.  Instead of answering, her right hand snakes up your body to hold your cheek, and kisses you softly.  The kiss lasts for a couple seconds, before you pull away with a smile. “I’m glad you came tonight,” she smiled. “That makes two of us,” you grin, pulling her closer to do it again.

Miyeon

Miyeon and you had made plans to go on a picnic this afternoon, but neither of you were sure if this is a date.  “IT’S A DATE!” The members had told her over and over again; yes, her crush, you, also had a crush on her.  You two were the only ones that couldn’t see it.  You decided to meet at the Han River, since she’s been wanting to show you one of her favourite places in Seoul.  “I came here a lot when I was a trainee, isn’t is calming?”  She asked you as you both set up the food. “Thanks for bringing me here, it’s so lovely.”  You two continued to eat, talk, laugh, and slowly but surely move closer and closer to each other on the blanket.  A small scooch here, a slight shuffle there, and somehow your legs were touching.  Both of you tried to subtly display some sort of affection to figure out what this was - you’d touch her thigh, she’d tuck a strand of hair out of your face.  Your heart was pumping and her hands were clammy.  I should make a move soon, she thought, before I talk myself out of it.  “I have a surprise for you,” she smiled, “close your eyes.” You did, and she quietly reached into her bag to pull out cupcakes - your favourite flavour.  The smile on your face made it worth every penny.  “Oh wait, you’ve got a little something on your lips...” A bit of icing rested on the corner of your mouth. “I’ll get it.” Without thinking, she leaned over to hold your chin, and was suddenly kissing you.  It was short and quick, and you both pulled away in shock.  You two couldn’t look away as a shy “I’m sorry,” came from her lips.  “Are you sure you got all of it? I think I still feel some...” you smirk, as she gets the hint to kiss you again.  FINALLY, someone made a move.

Minnie 

Your girlfriend and you had spent all of December 31st looking for smoking hot, bomb-ass dresses to wear to the New Year’s Eve party your friend was hosting at their place the next day.  “What about this one?” “Oh, we need one with more glitter!”  A shopping date was something you did regularly, but today you both felt an exciting jolt of energy that only comes from the New Year. “This will be our last date and first date of 2019!” You said in passing while searching threw the racks, but the comment stuck with Minnie.  She had an idea!  Fast forward to the party, you both meet up early to get ready.  “Are you okay Minnie, you seem a bit nervous?” You ask as the two of you do your make-up in the mirror. “I’m fine!”  At the party, you both dance and eat and sing, and get slightly tipsy. Minnie watched you from across the room dance with your friend, and couldn’t help but feel a little envy... you were here with her, weren’t you?  As she walked over to you, people began to count down.  Neither of you had realized that it was so close to midnight, and your head snapped up in surprise, quickly scanning the party for your girlfriend.  She walks quicker towards you and you match her pace. 10, 9, 8!  “Babe,” she says a little breathless. 7, 6, 5! “Minnie, I-” 4, 3, 2! Before you can finish the clock strikes 12, and Minnie pulls you close to her.  She pushes her lips on yours with a bit of force, one filled with passion.  You kiss for what seems like minutes, making out in the middle of the dance floor.  As you both break the kiss, breathless, the celebration seems to fade into the background, the only thing you can see is Minnie; her lips red and swollen from you. “Happy New Year,” you whisper, resting you forehead against hers. “Happy New Year, baby.”

Soojin

“Ugh!” An aggravated huff comes from across the studio, where your crush Soojin monitors her dance on her phone.  “I can’t seem to get these steps,” she sighs, making her way over to you on the couch.  “You don’t look that bad to me,” you try to keep calm as she sits right next to you, your thighs touching.  “That’s because you’re not a dancer, you loser.” She often teases you like this, making fun of you in a playful way.  But this time you weren’t gonna take it... “Fine then. Teach me it so I can critic you properly.”  Soojin’s eyes snap open, and a chuckle escapes her mouth.  “Oh please, that would take eons.” “I’m serious!” you exclaim, “they always say the best way to get something is to teach it to others... I will be ‘others’ tonight. C’mon, get up!” She laughs from the couch as you take off your sweater and begin to wiggle around, stretching out your limbs. “Hm. Fine... but only because I think this will be a disaster.”  Slowly but surely, Soojin teaches you the choreography.  And you’re both pleasantly surprised when you’re not half bad.  Most of the night is spent giggling and mocking you.  “No, here,” Soojin stands against your back as she guides your arm around your head.  You thanked God that the dancing explained your pounding heart.  The turn was the hardest part of the routine, and when trying to follow along to the music, your clumsy ass trips over your own feet. “Soojin!” You call out, before she attempts to catch you... but you both end up going down together.  Your laughter fills the room as she falls on top of you. “Ugh, Y/N!” She whines, looking down at you.  You looked so cute under her, with that stupid smile of yours on your face.  You both looked into each other’s eyes for a moment too long, and the butterflies in your stomach grow.  “Sorry,” you mutter quietly.  In response, Soojin dips down, hovering her lips over yours.  “That’s okay.”  The kiss was long and drawn out, conveying that she was having a great time teaching you... even if you were a klutz.  

Yuqi

"We’re going to the carnival tonight! Get ready!” You bounced into the girls’ dorm, as your girlfriend let you in.  “Tonight?” “Tonight!”  After a little pep talk, you got Yuqi into a cab and on your way to the carnival.  “I haven’t been to one of those since I was young!” “I don’t think I’ve ever been to one before,” she admits once you get there. WHAT!? “Alright Miss Song - you’re going to get the entire carnival experience!”  You take her to get some food truck snacks, to the fun fair booths, and carnival games.  At some point, she wins you a heart shaped plushy, and you both buy fun animal-themed head bands.  As the sun begins to go down, you drag her towards the Ferris wheel.  “This is a must! Especially at sunset, you can see the city from up there.” In line, you recount stories from your childhood about you and your friends going together.  She admires you from behind, a smile spreading across her face as she listens to you.  “Alright, the next two please!” The worker calls to you guys, and Yuqi and you step into the basket hand-in-hand.  As you begin to creep up the wheel, Yuqi notices that you’ve become visibly more tense.  “Babe, what’s wrong - you’re afraid of heights!” She remembers quickly, throwing her arm around your shoulder. “Yeah, but you’re not... I want you to see the view from up here!”  “You’re unbelievable,” she smiles, pulling you closer to her chest.  “Close your eyes, and I’ll tell you when we can see the city.”  After a couple minutes, you hear her ask you to open your eyes.  And as you promised, the view was beautiful.  “Wow,” she sighs, holding you close. “Isn’t it nice?” You smile.  She turns to you, and smirks: “I know something prettier...” And before you can answer, she’s kissing you.  Her touch is tender and gentle, the peck ending almost too soon for both of you.  “Now you’ve got another carnival memory to tell your friends,” she laughs. 

Shuhua

"That kiss is so completely un-real-istic!” You place emphasis on the last word.  “What do you mean, it’s romantic!” Shuhua laughs at your disdain.  You had never seen any of the Spider-man movies, and Shuhua wasn’t gonna have that.  At the scene of the famous upside-down kiss, you both laughed and argued about whether or not that would be satisfying and worth the effort.  “Like that cannot be comfortable, look at the angle of his neck! He’s bloody hanging from the sky!”  You suddenly position yourself so that your head is hanging off the edge of the couch, with your feet up in the air.  “Look at this Shuhua, my freaking head already hurts, how did they even do this.”  As you groan on and on, Shuhua finds herself falling for you all over again.  This crush of hers was getting to an unbearable point.  Watching you rant was something she always found entertaining, but it was never about something she’d dreamed about before.  If you so wanted to disprove this kiss scene, fine, she’d play along.  “They have to like, break their necks Shuhua, ouch.”  She moved herself to the floor, so that she could be face to face with you.  “Let’s try it then.”  Her hands went to your cheeks, and she kissed your lips.  A small gasp left your mouth, which she only took as more encouragement to hold the kiss as long as she could.  After a moment, she pulls away, and smiles down at you.  “I think that worked pretty well, what do you think?” You slowly stutter your words, not sure what to say. “If Peter felt at all the way I feel about you, I’d say any position would make a kiss perfect.” You smile shyly as she helps you sit up.  “Wanna try again?”  The movie is soon forgotten, replaced with kisses and snuggles. 

I hope you like this anon, thanks for the support xx.

[theseaeaglelives]

Round 1

THE SEA EAGLE

MAKING RUGBY LEAGUE GREAT AGAIN!!!

Round 1

Manly Sea Eagles   4

Defeated by

Filthy Wrestling Cheating Melbourne Storm            18

Played in sloppy conditions at Brookvale Oval, but nonetheless still in front of a “crowd” the stats confronting Manly in this opening fixture were not favourable. Manly have not won a Round 1 game since 2013 and the Filthy Wrestlers have not lost one since 2003.

Notwithstanding the high intensity displayed by both teams the opening stanza was a fairly uninspiring affair with the only score coming via a Storm penalty goal. Two late penalty goals to sharp-shooter Ruben Garrick and Manly held a well deserved 4-2 lead at the break. The Sea Eagle has long advocated taking the 2 points when on offer and thankfully at Manly this simple but effective concept seems to be getting some traction.

The second half dished up much the same as the first. It was a mistake riddled wrestlathon and when it comes to wrestling no one does it better than the Filthy Cheaters. Not unlike COVID 19, the Filthy Cheating Wrestlers are a blight on society and should be eradicated.

At the 60-minute mark the Storm crossed for the first try and minutes later a second and in the blink of an eye Manly found themselves on the wrong end of 14-4 deficit. In the end despite a whole-hearted defensive effort (with all Storm tries coming from kicks), Manly lost 18-4.

Thus, continues Manly’s long run of losses in Round 1 a sequence that now dates back to 2013. If this is as good as it gets this year the Sea Eagle would not begrudge the NRL pulling stumps on the season – in fact he would encourage it.

Next week Manly are scheduled to take on the Roosters, but only God knows if this game will proceed. Whilst the competition continues the Sea Eagle will front up each week. Otherwise the only option will be self-isolation watching endless replays of the 2008 GF.

  An Act of God

https://wwos.nine.com.au/nrl/nrl-stars-could-lose-millions-act-of-god-clause/06d8d804-fd8e-492d-aff0-2117b5d3a671

With sporting events world-wide being spudded en masse, the NRL has made the call to play all games from Round 2 onwards “behind closed doors” without any public attendance.  Those that have attended games at Homebush Stadium in recent years, or to a lesser extent Brookvale Oval during the ill-feted Trent Barrett era would be well-aware of this phenomenon so for many teams it is simply business as usual.

That said in the Sea Eagles opinion this initiative by the NRL whilst commendable is only delaying the inevitable, and it is only a matter of time before season 2020 is consigned the same way as most other sporting competitions.

  It has been suggested in various media circles that the NRL is referring to the Coronavirus as an Act of God prompting the Sea Eagle to ponder the proficies of poor old Izzy Folau. Could it be that Izzy’s rants did carry some credence and that those who have failed to repent are now truly being punished. Let’s face it no other code does drunkenness, fornicating, lying and idolation etc. like the NRL does and perhaps this is truly Izzy’s revenge and the ultimate moment of reckoning for the NRL and the past discretions of its many delinquents.

Of a more concerning nature is what will happen if in fact the season is suspended and/or cancelled. This could be construed in effect as an “off-season” and without the structure of regular games to pacify the players, all hell could break loose. Let’s face it an idle NRL player is a dangerous commodity and in the interest of public safety no doubt NRL management will be doing everything within its powers to ensure that season 2020 goes ahead without any interruption.

Other Off-Season Drama – Blame it on Climate Change

Apart from the usual and expected incidents of off-field misbehaviour perpetrated by NRL players (many of them highlighted in the Sea Eagles last report), this off-season was marred by bushfires that ravaged much of the east coast. Thankfully there is no known evidence linking any NRL player, past or present to any acts which contributed to this catastrophe.

Whilst many have been quick to blame the fires on climate change there is however one man who has borne the brunt of blame for this disaster, none other than the Shark loving premier league clown, our prime mincer SCOMO. How this card-carrying F#&kwit and world class gibberer (personal opinion) thought it was a good idea to whip off to the Sandwich Islands for a xmas soiree at the height of the fires defies all rational comprehension. That said, little more can be expected when one openly supports and embraces the team from the Shire. Its fair to say in this crisis SCOMO well and truly jumped the Shark.

Thankfully and not unexpectedly, during this period, others did stand up to be counted when the going got tough and its pleasing to see where their allegiances lie.

  Corona League/Corona Town

Much has been said of late of the debacle that is Corona Virus aka Covid-19. Thankfully, if you are one of the lucky ones who bought 360 rolls of toilet paper in recent times, you will be safe in knowing you will not catch this dreaded disease. At least that is the only logical reason why anyone would be dumb enough to buy 360 rolls of Shi)9t wipes in the first place. Anyway, if that is not true, and 360 rolls of sh(t wipes is not a true preventive measure for coronavirus, then at least those who stocked up to the detriment of the rest of society will die knowing they had clean asses.

Both Australia and NZ have now imposed bizarre bans whereby anyone entering these respective countries from overseas are required to self-isolate. Anyone who has taken the time to examine the self isolation protocol will of course immediately recognise how flawed this plan actually is. Firstly, 95% of the world’s population are card carrying idiots. Any cursory read of social media will confirm that. They could not hope to follow these quite complex protocols no matter how well intentioned they were. Then of course there is the abject human flaw of wanting to cheat the system (no matter what) to contend with. If NRL salary cap rorting is any statistical guide as to how society is likely to behave in a self-isolation scenario, then this self isolation concept has about as much chance of success as Kevin Rudd’s Roof Batts debacle.

The NZ Warriors saw the stupidity of the NZ banning of all entrants to the self isolation ward for 14 days,  and quickly made arrangements within NRL to relocate to the Goldy for the foreseeable future. Unsurprisingly, they elected not to stay is some Sh9*t hole like Moree, Mt Druitt or Ipswich. Clearly they made the wisest of wise choices of relocating to the Goldy.

How great is that. The Titans and the Warriors, the two remaining teams in the competition never to have won a premiership, both playing out of the Goldy (in the case of the Warriors, every week). Pure marketing genius that.

And of course, it appears Rd 2 will be played before empty stadiums. It brings the concept of the sign “Warning NRL event Inside Enter at Own Risk” to new heights.

https://youtu.be/FwrUTsN_mJE

Which leaves the Sea Eagle to ponder the merit of another looney suggestion, whereby the entire NRL (that is 16 teams and coaching and support staff) relocate to a far-away North Queensland town, in order to play rugby league.

Bringing 16 teams together in close proximity, plus double headers Thursday through Sunday week in week out, in such a remote location is nothing short of a masterstroke. What could go wrong? As long as the town has less than 500 people, it would skirt the Coronavirus health waning of no non-essential gathering of 500 mor more people. In fact these games could be played to a full house of 498 people week in week out.

It would of course need to be called the Corona League, and the new town to be called simply Corona Town, and no doubt beer giant Corona would be all over it as a main sponsor (given the unfortunate correlation between their beer brand and the nickname of Covid-19 in recent times, it needs all the help it can muster).

Still think of the benefits. NRL players would be taken away from mainstream society. That has to be a good thing. This has been the goal of many a shock jock or the left leaning socialists/communists working in the ABC  for yonks. It would also give the term going back to the grass roots of country footy, a whole new meaning.

Accommodation would be a problem, it would most likely require all and sundry to sleep in tents, and drink pi*ss every evening with nothing else to occupy their time. What could go wrong there?

As long as the selected venue was nowhere near a co ed school or all-girls school, and there were no dogs at risk of unwanted advances from drunken NRL players, the other collateral damage could most likely be contained with good management.

As the man on the fat aka Sam Kekovich has always said, you know it makes sense. 

THE SEA EAGLE

[jishwatylrandtop]

Rising Sun Part 2--A Josh Dun Imagine

https://jishwatylrandtop.tumblr.com/post/153462489378/rising-sun-josh-dun-imagine 

I know this has taken forever, but I’m not particularly interested right now of sticking to a posting schedule. Plus I’ve had school and sports and mental illness all kicking my ass, but now that’s schools over and soccer is on a break you may find more stories on here. So thanks for the patience, and here is part two. 

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(Your POV)

If you had to use one word for how you were feeling you would use the word irritated. Right after Josh had left your boss had showed up with some of his skeezy friends who spent the day leering at you, catcalling you, and running their hands all over you as often as they could. You hated it. That plus the fact that you had two costumers break instruments and two others yell at you for your “unsatisfactory service” made you about ready to throw yourself of a cliff or at least break down in tears. Today was not a good day. Luckily, you were let off early as your boss decided to close the store early due to his weekly poker game or whatever he did, so at 3:00 you picked up your stuff and walked home. 

It only took ten minutes to get to your apartment, and when you got home you immediately went to the shower. After the refreshing twenty minute shower, you stepped out and dried off.  You were about to put a t-shirt and pajamas when your computer dinged with an email. You opened it up to see an email from spookyjim@gmail.com. It read ‘Sorry I couldn’t stay to chat more, but here’s the ticket I promised. Bring it to the stage door before the show, and someone will get you the backstage pass. Sincerely, Josh Dun :).’ You smiled to yourself and printed the ticket. You took a glance at the clock and realized that you would have to hurry if you wanted to eat and get ready in time to get there early. Slowly you began to freak out. ‘What do I wear?’ ‘What if he doesn’t want to see me?’ ‘What if I make a fool out of myself?’ you thought to yourself. Now you were in a full blown panic attack, rocking back and forth in your towel, tugging on your hair, and whispering to yourself. You tried to calm down, but you could only think about how much of a mess you were, and how Josh wouldn’t want to be near anyone as broken as you. 

You had no idea how you were going to calm yourself down as you haven’t had a panic attack this severe in years, but all of the sudden a soothing feeling came over you, and you absently began to trace your tattoo as you began to calm. It took a while, but you were collected enough to get up and begin getting ready. The attack took another thirty minutes from your day, so you realized eating was going to have to wait. You threw on a pair of ripped black skinny jeans and a tight, off-the-shoulder maroon top that really accentuated your curves. Next, you spent a good twenty minutes curling your hair and another twenty on a red and black smokey eye look that took you months to master. You gave yourself a little spin in the full length mirror, and when you were pleased, you slipped on your high heeled boots and walked out your door. 

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(Josh’s POV)

Soundcheck went by fast, but still the nerves were still there. Still there was an ever present warmth that seemed to radiate from the tattoo on my left wrist. It was the only thing keeping me from spiraling into a full blown panic attack. After soundcheck, I went back to my dressing room and emailed Y/N the tickets and instructions on how to get the backstage passes. It was only a few seconds before the unsettling feeling spread through my chest. I didn’t understand the somewhat distant feeling of a panic attack. Unsure of what was happening, I called for Tyler who came running in with a look of concern on his face. 

“Josh? What’s wrong?” He took a seat next to me and placed his hand on my shoulder.  “I’m not sure. I’m not panicking, but there’s a somewhat distant feeling of a panic attack. Like it’s there, but it’s not. I don’t know. It’s stupid.” I let out a breath, but the feeling grew.  “It might not be you.” Tyler spoke. “I don’t know how much you’ve looked into soulmates, but sometimes soulmates’ bonds are so strong that they can feel each other’s emotions. Maybe, if Y/N is your soulmate, she could be panicking.” “How do I help her?”  “I don’t know, Josh. Try relaxing yourself and calming yourself. It might just help her out.” He gave a final pat on my back and stood to walk out. 

I didn’t know what to do, so I took Tyler’s advice and calmed myself down. I sat for a while just keeping my breathing even and absentmindedly running my fingers over the soul mark on my arm. Gosh, I hope she still comes tonight.”

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(Your POV) 

The drive to the venue, while not very long, was quite nerve wracking. You didn’t know how the night would turn out. There was no doubt that you wanted to be here, but for some reason impressing Josh seemed to be the only thing on your mind. You don’t understand why you were so enraptured with the guy after only two short and somewhat awkward conversations. Sure he was talented and funny and kind, and you weren’t gonna lie; he was pretty damn hot, but it was like there was something else drawing you to him. You shook the thoughts out of your head. “What a ridiculous thought” you muttered to yourself as you parked and exited your car. 

You made your way to the side door as Josh’s email had instructed and sent him a quick text to let him know you were there. ‘Great’ came the reply. Then, ‘My friend Mark will come and grab you. See you soon ;).’  You stood patiently for only about thirty seconds before the door was opening, and an arm was pulling you inside.  “Sorry for the abruptness, but we don’t want the fans to see.” The man, Mark you assumed, extended a hand. “Y/N right?” You shook his hand and nodded. “Good. I’m Mark.” “I figured.” He shot you a funny look. “Oh yeah. Josh told me you were coming to get me.” His confusion cleared up.  “Right. Oh and speaking of Josh, he’s waiting for you. Follow me.” 

You and Mark made idle chit chat as he led you through the maze of hallways towards the dressing rooms. He stopped in front of a door so abruptly that you almost ran into him. After only a knock the door swung open and you were met with a shirtless Josh in low sitting shorts and a backwards cap. Freshly died, yellow hair spilling from the edges of the cap. Mark fleeing soon after the door opened. “Y/N!” Josh shouted as he picked you up and spun you around, cap knocking to the floor. After realizing what he just did, he quickly placed you back on the floor and ran a hand through his hair again. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t... I just.. caught in the moment?” He tugged at his hair again. “Was that okay?” His voice came out timid and shaky. You saw the signs of anxiety, so you placed a hand on his arm and gently pulled his hand from his hair.  “It’s okay, Josh.” You stated smiling. “It was okay.” He visibly relaxed, and a small smile spread across his face. He heaved out a breath.  “Josh?” a voice that you recognized as Tyler Joseph spoke from inside where Josh’s frame blocked the room. “Don’t be rude. Introduce me to your...friend.” 

Your heart rate spiked as you realized you were going to meet your idol, and a wave of nervousness washed over you. As if sensing your sudden nervousness, Josh grabbed your left arm and rubbed soothing circles into your wrist. “Y/N, Tyler. Tyler, Y/N” Josh said gesturing to each of you respectively.  “I know” you replied and immediately flushed. “That came off wrong. I’m just a huge fan, and I never thought that something like this would ever happen.” You blushed harder and looked to the floor.  “That’s okay” Tyler chuckled. “It’s nice to meet you. I can finally put a name to the face that Josh hasn’t stopped talking about all day.” You blushed again, and shook his offered hand.  “Tyyy, that’s embarrassing.” Tyler laughed, and you giggled.

 For the next hour or so you sat in the dressing room with Josh, Tyler, and eventually Jenna, but eventually you had to leave so that the boys could finish getting ready. Jenna walked with you to side stage where you were to watch the show. You were immersed in a great conversation about aliens when she interrupted you. “Sorry y/n, but that’s a really awesome tattoo.” There was a strange glint in her eye that you couldn’t quite read. “Where did you get it done?”  “Oh, I didn’t. It’s the, uh, you know, the soulmate tattoo, but I haven’t found the other person with the matching one.” You shrugged. “They’re probably not even out there.”  “I’m sure they are, Y/N.” She smiled. “Maybe they’re closer than you think.” You gave a huff of indifference right as the lights in the arena went off. Screams filled the air, and the boys made their way onstage. Josh threw you a thumbs up and a cheeky grin right before he began to hit the drums, and the show began, all thoughts of soulmates, tattoos, and crushes put aside.