M34Ev3r is gonna love dis ( I can already hear them rapidly approaching)

I gotta stop tagging others Im gonna confuse ppl 😭

I squealed inside at a certain part of this 🖑🖑

ahem-

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excuse me 😔

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Having a loud and energetic rockstar boyfriend like Miller must be unnerving and tiresome, not for you atleast. Alot of people would ask how you aren't bothered or annoyed by Miller's nature sometimes, but you were used to it. It was a part of being in a relationship anyways. To support and adore youre loved one and appreciate them for who they are. Never in a billion years would Miller know that he would be able to find his people. He always belived you were the only one he can be himself around, but there are people who simply LOVE his loud singing. So, he took a good advantage of that and helped build him a career. It worked, he shoved away the haters and let him fans, including his signifcant other, give him the support he needed! Miller couldn't be more glad than he is, and you couldn't be any prouder for him. Despite his fame, you still felt bad for him, because of others complaints, and those "others" were you friends like Skary, Vivian (oh boy) or Agetha. You wanted to help Miller out, so you wanted to have a talk with him about, quoted Skary, "being so loud my head span around like a reckless tin top!" You couldn't care less about them, you wanted to help him out because you cared about him, and not about some complains from people who want things they're way, since they couldn't understand him. You patiently waited for Miller backatage, as he waved and said his goodbyes for his true fans. Miller walked behind, but his eyes perked up in excitement when he saw you. "Y/N!" He yelled out as he rose his hands in the air and hugged you tight. You accepted the embrace, before pulling away. "Was I good out there?" He questioned you as he signaled to the stage with his eyes. "Always were, Mil, but, you see, I wanna... talk to you about something..." You mumbled, before walking back and leaning onto one of the boxes. Miller rose a brow in confusion, as he crossed his hands. "Talk? Uh... sure, What is it?" You sighted deeply. You were trying to pick the right words, words that wouldn't leave Miller offended or insulted. After all, this was the first time you had such a serious talk to him, so you had no idea what to even expect from him. "So uh... there's this thing that I want to discuss with you... like... how loud you are, but not only on stage, you have fans and stuff ... and uh..." Miller noticed youre struggle in youre words, as you hesitated to talk properly. He then realized what it was about, smirking lightly. You paused a but when you noticed his smirk, his smirk said everything, he noticed you're struggle. "Oh, is this about me being too loud for some priviliged people, maybe it's you~?" He teased, tilting his head lightly. Shit, he knew damn right that messed with you, he did it on purpose. You're eyes widened at his accusation, thought you didn't know he was messing with you. "N-No! It's just..." Miller walked closer to you, close enough to trap you on the boxes you lent on. You were stunned, all youre words melted away and you had nothing to say anymore. "I usually won't care what other have to say or even think..." His hand shifted to yours. "But I'm saddened you would think, that love." His voice was teasing and playfull, he had mock-dissapointment addes into it. "But hey, maybe you like me like that, and you're just denying my voice..." Miller's hands wrapped around youre waist, before he lent close to youre ear. "... Or maybe you're just hopelessly in love with it." He whispered, causing you to tremble slightly. Why was he so smug and unserious. Miller lent in for a kiss, placing you to sit onto the box. He smirked against you're lips. "Mhm... Miller, stop it, this is not the place..." You tried to speak, but it wasn't worth it anymore. "Why? I wanna hear you make some noise too...~" He mocked, deepeing the kiss as his hands held onto you. "No... not now, please..." You didn't want to give in, but you also didn't want to pull away. It was intoxiating to you. "Mmmm...." Miller moaned out lightly, before he pulled away and tried pecking kisses onto youre neck, which you immidately couldn't handle. "Miller, stop..." You pleaded, as he slowly pulled away. "After this, you can't say anything about my voice...~" He teased, looking uo at you with visible smug. You just looked away from him, without a comment.