๐˜ค๐˜ถ๐˜ฑ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ด ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ / ๐˜ฃ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ข๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ข โ‹†

(don't play the song yet)

โ˜†โ™ฌโ—‹โ™ฉโ—โ™ชโœงโ™ฉ





































๐ญ๐š๐ค๐ž ๐š ๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐ค ๐š๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐







































And just like that, the day of the concert came super fast. Let's start from the beginning shall we?

That morning, at 10 a.m., you woke up in a frenzy, thinking that you had work and you overslept. You got up threw on some sweats and a t shirt you stole from Eren and ran downstairs, fuming that nobody had woken you up. You get downstairs to see Sasha leaning on the marble island in the kitchen, going through her timeline and eating strawberry greek yogurt.

"Why aren't you at the shop ?" You slowly approached her.

She looked up at you confused as to what you were talking about, especially since you guys had previously stated you were going to close the shop this weekend. "(y/n). We closed for the weekend. Remember ?"

"Oh right." You felt like an idiot. You threw your head back and headed back upstairs, yawning.

"Where are you going ?"

"I'm about to sleep in for another hour. Deuces !" You threw up the peace sign behind you as you dragged yourself back up the stairs to the comfort of your own room.

Days where you got to just sleep in were extremely rare. So you were going to take this opportunity and run with it. You launched yourself into bed and cuddled beneath the covers. You put your phone back on the charger and started to fall asleep until you got a FaceTime call.


๐๐ข๐ ๐›๐ข๐œ๐ค๐๐š๐๐๐ฒ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿ˜  would like to FaceTime....



You sat up on your bed in confusion. Who the hell could this be ? you thought to yourself as you press the answer button.

The phone takes about four seconds to connect and when it does you were greeted with the sight of Connie, who must've somehow changed his contact name while you weren't paying attention. He was holding his camera high up in the air. He was doing the light-skin face. His chain with his name on it, laid on his tatted upper body.

Were you a tad bit annoyed because this nigga called you as soon as you were on the verge of rest ? Yes. But did he look fine as hell ? Sure did.

Your camera only showed him your squinted and annoyed eyes. "Hello ?" Your voice was somewhat raspy and very soft.

"Damn (y/n). You just now waking up ?"

"Noooo. I've been up for hours, " you say in the most sarcastic tone you could muster.

"Okay. Rude. Anyways, you ready for tonight ?" You nod your head up and down. "Good but I wanted to ask you somethin-" .

You hear a loud voice interrupt him as he was talking. He looked behind him and groaned. "Damn. I gotta go. One of our managers, Hange, is tellin' us we gotta go to the venue now. I'll see you later though okay?"

You could tell he seemed somewhat disappointed as if what he wanted to ask you was hella important but you shook that off and said a simple "okay". He waved goodbye and hung up the phone. So, you put the phone back on the charger for the second time this morning and went to sleep.

11 a.m.

This time when you woke up, you were way more energized and excited. The sounds of birds singing sweet melodies to one another, made you so happy. And the sunlight's love peaked through your closed blinds. You pull your blinds all the way up and felt your room start to soak up all of the warmness and brightness. You take a deep breath in and begin to get yourself ready for some of the errands you wanted to run before the concert.

First thing you had to get done was pick up Papi from his tia's house and bring him to your place to get ready. Next thing you had to do was re up on some weed. Then you could finally start to get ready for the concert.

You kept on the same sweatpants and t shirt combo you had on earlier. You brushed your teeth and washed your face before cornrowing your hair, so that you could do a braid out for tonight. Before heading out the house, you slipped on a blue durag and grabbed your keys.

"Yo where you going ?" Sasha asked, peaking over the couch she was laying down on.

"I gotta pick up Papi and see my plug. Ya'll wanna come ?"

"I'm down," Mikasa hopped up from her seat on the kitchen counter and began walking over to the door.

"Yeah, I'll come too." Sasha asked you as she slipped on a pair of Nike slides.

The three of you head out of the door and start your 2 hour drive to pick up Papi.

1 p.m.

The whole ride, the three of you guys listened to the radio and talked about tonight and how excited you were. Two hours went by like minutes as you pulled up to Papi's house. You unbuckle your seatbelt and quickly get out of the car, knowing that Papi's tia would want to talk to you. You go up to the door and knock on it. Through the other side you can hear his auntie, trippin', as usual.

"NECESITAS MUDARTE DE ESTA CASA PAPI ! NO LIMPIAS NADA Y YOU BRING HOME THESE FAST ASS BITCHES."

Papi' s voice got louder as he approached the door. "PERO TIA USTED NO SE QUEJA CUANDO TRAIGO DINERO." His aunt stopped screaming as soon as he said this, silently admitting defeat. "Exactly."

He opens the door and looks at you. His serious face changed to a happy one as he knew that it was time to dip. He grabbed a duffle bag with his clothes and everything in it that was placed by the door and rushed past you, hopping into the car. However, before you left you made sure to say hi to his aunt.

"HOLA TIA !" You heard her footsteps begin to rush to the door to see you.

"Hi mi amor. How are you, how's your mom and dad ?" She embraces you in a hug and you could smell a sweet fragrance on her.

"We're good. How are you ?"

"I'm good. Papi been driving me insane. You know that boy 19 and still doesn't separate his clothes to wash them. Almost broke my damn washer-" Her rant was cut short by Papi beeping the horn, telling you to wrap it up. His aunt flipped him off and looked to you laughing. "You guys be safe. And keep him for as long as you want." You laugh and give her one more hug before walking off of her porch.

You got in the car and began to drive off. "Now Papi. Why do you give that lady a hard time ?"

He sucks his teeth, "Man. It be HER. Esta loca." He twirls his finger around the side of his head.

"I like her and her cooking. Damn I should've asked her for some," Sasha groaned in the backseat.

"You'll be okay," Mikasa replied.

"Aight my loves. Next stop is the plug and then we can get ready." You get on the highway that would lead you guys back home.

3 p.m.

After two hours of Papi and Sasha arguing like children, you pulled up to where your plug stayed at. You had met him, through your ex Jay. But while you were with Jay the both of you were really close. You go and knock on his door and stand outside in the hot sun waiting for him to answer.

The door swings open and you are met by a 5'4 lightskin girl. Her poorly dyed purple hair was slicked back into a bun and her hands were on her hips. "Who you ?" She says with a stank ass attitude.

"Oh my god. Geneva I don't have time for you today. Where's Jaheem at ?" Geneva was one of Jaheem's, your plug's, many many girls. But she was around all the time and had the worse attitude of them all.

"He not he-"

"Geneva bro move from my fucking door. Bout to scare off my customers and shit. What's up (n/n)?" Jaheem came to the door and lightly shoved Geneva to the side. Jaheem was a tall slim brown skin with a curly fro kind of like yours.

"What's good Heem. You know what I'm here for," you smile.

"Yup. You are my best customer after all." He pulls a rolled up baggie of weed nuggets out of his pockets, giving it to you and you hand him a wad of cash. "Nice doing business with you." He says before closing the door.

"Likewise." Your favorite thing about having Jaheem as your plug is that he was respectful and strictly about business. Which meant the both of your interactions weren't long. This worked out better for you because getting weed was a one and done thing.

You skipped back to the car and hopped in with a smile on your face. You threw the bag through the window at Mikasa, signaling her to put it in your secret hiding spot for it, which was underneath the passenger seat.

๐‚๐จ๐ง๐ง๐ข๐ž'๐ฌ ๐๐Ž๐•

"Dude what do you mean you didn't ask her out ?" Eren said looking up from his phone to laugh at Connie.

"I was gonna but then Hange told us we needed to dip."Connie turned to look at Hange.

"Well I guess you have to go with plan B, Connie." Armin points out with a mischievous look on his face.

Connie's face turned pale as Jean slung his arm around his bald friend's shoulder. "Oh yeah. I do remember you saying you would do it if you haven't asked her by tonight." Connie shoved Jean off of him.

"No way. I'll find another way."

"Doesn't look like there is another one. We'll be in practice all day and even on our breaks you won't have enough time." Armin let out a soft laugh.

Connie was scared shitless. You see the original plan was to ask you out before the concert and he would finally reveal the whole song he wrote for you and dedicate it to you. But since he waited last minute and got interrupted, he had no choice but to do it at the concert. How ? Well that you will find out pretty soon.


๐๐š๐œ๐ค ๐“๐จ ๐˜๐จ๐ฎ

5 p.m.

As soon as the four of you got to the house, everyone went to their own separate corners. Since you had a guest room, you let Papi use that. You rook a quick shower, making sure to use a vanilla scent. No specific reason. It wasn't like you somehow knew that was one of Connie's favorite scents or anything lol. Yeah totally.

Anyways, you got out of the shower and lathered yourself with shea butter and began to slip on your underwear. You walked into and stood inside of your closet, contemplating on what you wanted to wear. You decided to not wear a bra because fuck it why not and pulled out a matching top and skirt set. You first put the top on and tied the strings that were supposed to wrap around your waist. You then put on the skirt and turned around in your mirror to see if your butt looked good and guess what ? It did, duh.

You finished up getting dressed so you began the process of unraveling your hair from its cornrows, revealing your enhanced curls. Your roamed your fingers all through your head, unbraiding each section, until your hair was in a curly big afro, with curled bangs that hung a bit in front of your eyes.

Suddenly a loud, chaotic energy bursts into your room. "(Y/N) YOU READY YET ? I NEED YOU TO TAKE PICTU- Oh. You look really good."

You turn to face the curly head boy before you got to do your makeup. "Papi. You came in here loud as fuck."

"Okay ? You tryna take these flics or what ?"

"I have to do a little makeup plus I'm not tryna spend twenty minutes watching you do the 'ice in my veins pose'."

He sucks his teeth as he comes all the way into your room and plops himself on your bed. "You're annoying."

"Sure you can come in," you say sarcastically, turning back around to do your makeup.

"I know that's why I did. Anyways, you excited for tonight ?" You hum in response, telling him that you were. "Yeah I know you are. You probably gonna be all like 'Oh Connie~ You look so good on that stage baby. I just wanna suck you-"

"Papi shut up before I shave all of your hair off while you're sleeping." You say after throwing a makeup brush back at him.

"You wouldn't dare," he gasped. You laugh and turn around to put on the finishing touches to your makeup.

A knock on the door rings through the house as you finish getting ready. You waited to see if anyone else would get but nobody did. So, you sighed and went downstairs to answer the door. You open the door and see an older white man in a fancy suit and hat.

"Is this the residence of (y/n) (l/n), Mikasa Ackerman, and Sasha Braus ?" He asked. He had a british accent that kinda made you giggle to yourself a little.

"Yes it is. Can I help you ?"

"In request of The Scouts, they sent me to pick you guys up for tonight's concert. Your limousine is down the street." He held out his hand to point to the direction, where you turned to see a long white limousine.

"Oh. Okay. Let me go get everyone," you respond, a little caught off guard. He nodded and walked over to the limousine, while you closed the door to get everyone. You ran up the stairs and screamed down your hallway. "YO LET'S GO. THERE'S A LIMO OUSSIDE."

All three of your friends heads poke out of each room. "Limo ?" Mikasa asks calmly.

"Yeah. I guess the boys sent it for us. Let's go guys." Everyone puts on their shoes and grabs their things. Since Sasha was the last one out, she locked the door behind you guys. The four of you walked to the car, looking as if you guys just hopped out of a movie.

*ahem* QUICK SWAG CHECK FOR MISS (Y/N)๐Ÿ—ฃ

okay pur first up is miss (y/n) (l/n).
swag rating : (10/10)

When you all got into the limo, the glowing lights on the ceiling created a red hue in the car. You all were in awe. The lavish life was something that could grow on you because damn was this shit like a dream come true. "Yo. Yo. Flick me up." Papi tossed his phone to you.

You rolled your eyes but seeing how happy everyone was made you unable to hide your smile. He put his arms around Sasha and Mikasa and posed with the both of them doing so as well. You took a few pictures before Sasha and Mikasa scooted over so that Papi could get some pictures by himself. As expected , he put his two fingers to the inside of his forearm and looked at the camera. "Damn. You so icy boy !" You said gassing his head up.

After you were done taking his pictures, you, Mikasa, and Sasha took a group picture together. They obviously came out beautiful as the fuck. You all took individual pictures and after you popped open the complimentary bottle of champagne that was in the limo. You all sipped your bubbly drinks and laughed, as you all rode to the concert in style.

6:40 p.m.

Eventually, you guys pulled up the venue the concert was being held at. There were a sea of fans lining up to get in. You felt a sudden wave of proudness as you looked amongst the crowd at all of the faces from all walks of life lining up and cheering , to see your friends. They came a long way from being the kids in the basement. They were literal stars. You, Mikasa, and Sasha knew this day would come and you were happy to be able to witness it.

Luckily you guys had VIP tickets with all access passes, kudos to Armin, so that you guys can skip the line and get seats in the very front row. They offered to have you guys sit behind stage so that you guys could be right there on stage with them but you declined. What's the fun of a concert if you're not actually in the crowd ?

Papi got out of the limo first so that he could help you girls get out. You each climbed out of the stretched car and began to walk to the side entrance where only the exclusives were able to get into. When you guys were walking, you heard a few of the boys' fans calling your names. You turned to see a few girls. They were wearing t-shirts with the boys faces on them and little gift bags in their hands. They had huge smiles on their faces when you, Mikasa, and Sasha turned around to look at them.

Papi waited for you guys, as you walked up to the girls. They gave you each little gift bags with sweet notes on the inside, saying that you guys were insanely gorgeous and they loved you and the boys' dynamic. You gave them hugs for being so sweet and continued to walk into the building.

7 p.m.

After all of the security checks you guys were finally in the building waiting for the boys to come out. You four took it upon yourselves to take a few pictures before you became engrossed in the performance that was about to take place.

Suddenly the lights dim and colored lights begin to flash. Everyone started to cheer as four male figures run onto stage, taking their positions.

"WHAT'S GOOD MIAMI !" You hear Eren's voice ring through the speakers.

"YALL READY TO WILD OUT TONIGHT ?!" Connie grabbed a mic that was right in front of Eren's drums, with his red guitar in hand. Eren sat on the drums that had a mic, Armin went to his keyboard that had a mic in front of it as well, and Jean had his black bass guitar in hand as he took his place next to Connie. Nobody was placed exponentially in front of the other, showing that there really were no leaders.

"Alright before we get started we are in our home town of Miami and we even have a few friends in the audience today." Armin says pointing at you guys. The jumbo screen behind the group suddenly showed a camera view of you, Papi, Mikasa, and Sasha. You all smiled and waved but Papi was throwing up some shit you didn't recognize. The crowd began to scream and cheer for you guys until the jumbo screen turned off.

And just like that the boys started their show. They sounded great and they looked amazing. Their chemistry showed through their performance. They would always smile while playing and even take little breaks to laugh and interact with each other and the audience. Performers at heart.

There was even a time in the concert where a girl managed to get on stage, flash her boobs, and throw a little something on Eren. Eren was clearly flustered but he didn't mind, while Jean, Connie, and Armin were running around the stage laughing their asses off. It was a good old fashion concert.

As it was coming to an end, the boys got ready to perform their final song of the evening. You didn't even realize how many hours went by since you were having the most fun you've had in a while.

"Alright everyone. This one is a little special and it was written by Connie," Armin held his mic a little closer to him so that everyone would be able to hear him clearly.

Connie stepped up to his mic, fiddling with his guitar a little. "Yeah. So, there's this girl and I wasn't really able to ask her out before this-"

"Because you were being a pussy," Jean cut in.

"ANYWAYS. But yeah. I promised her this song so this ones for you."

(start the song now <3)

A familiar melody begins to fill your ear drums as the three boys harmonize their voices to sing this part.

๐ญ๐š๐ค๐ž ๐š ๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐ค ๐š๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐
๐ฌ๐ก๐ž'๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐จ๐ง๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐ข ๐ ๐จ๐ญ โ™ช

Immediately, you began to recognize the song being the one that Connie sang to you on the phone, all those weeks ago. But the thing is, you didn't hear the "girlfriend" part when he first performed it for you. You were intrigued to say the least. All of the boys were putting their hearts and souls into this performance, knowing how much it meant to Connie. They were all completely in sync, not one of them hitting a drum off beat or playing in the wrong key. When the part you already heard came up Connie turned his whole body to face you and sang into the mic, staring deep into your eyes.

๐ˆ ๐ฆ๐ž๐š๐ง ๐ฌ๐ก๐ž ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง ๐œ๐จ๐จ๐ค๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ฉ๐š๐ง๐œ๐š๐ค๐ž๐ฌ
๐š๐ง๐ ๐š๐ฅ๐ค๐š-๐ฌ๐ž๐ฅ๐ญ๐ณ๐ž๐ซ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐š๐œ๐ก๐ž๐ฌ โ™ช

๐ข๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐š๐ข๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž
๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐ข ๐๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ
๐ฐ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž ๐ข๐ฌ โ™ช

๐ฐ๐ž ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ง ๐ ๐จ๐ญ ๐š ๐ฌ๐ž๐œ๐ซ๐ž๐ญ ๐ก๐š๐ง๐๐ฌ๐ก๐š๐ค๐ž
๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ž ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž
๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ข๐œ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐›๐š๐ง๐ ๐ฆ๐š๐ค๐ž๐ฌ โ™ช



As he sang these lyrics, pictures and videos of you and Connie fill the jumbo screen. From the time way before they got discovered, when you two made breakfast for everyone at one of your friend group's sleepovers. And a cute off guard picture that one of the boys', Mikasa, or Sasha must've took of Connie showing you the strings of his guitar and you staring in amazement, during one of their old studio sessions.

You couldn't help but smile and get kind of emotional as the song continued. That was it. You knew for sure that this was the man of your dreams. You've both known each other for years and have always had some type of chemistry between you. And the both of you knew it but never acknowledged it in fear of ruining what you guys had. But suddenly the fears that the both of you possessed vanished that night. It felt as if there was nobody else in the arena except for the two of you.

The band continued to play but you were still standing still trying to comprehend everything that had just happened . Was this how he really felt about you ? That night on the beach, the letters, the gifts all seemed to make sense. They were his ways of trying to stay connected with you. While, Connie was on tour, he couldn't forget about you even if he tried. He was filled with regret when he left without saying how he truly felt to you. Ever since then, he promised himself that he would ask you out as soon as he got back.

๐ˆ๐ญ'๐ฌ ๐ ๐จ๐ง๐ง๐š ๐›๐ž ๐š ๐ฅ๐จ๐ง๐  ๐๐ซ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž ๐ก๐จ๐ฆ๐ž
๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ˆ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐š๐ฌ ๐ฌ๐จ๐จ๐ง ๐š๐ฌ ๐ˆ ๐š๐ซ๐ซ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž ๐ก๐จ๐ฆ๐ž โ™ช

๐š๐ง๐ ๐ˆ ๐จ๐ฉ๐ž๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐๐จ๐จ๐ซ
๐ญ๐š๐ค๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐œ๐จ๐š๐ญ
๐š๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ซ๐จ๐ฐ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐›๐š๐  ๐จ๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐ซ โ™ช

๐ฌ๐ก๐ž'๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐›๐ž ๐›๐š๐œ๐ค ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐จ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐š๐ซ๐ฆ๐ฌ
๐จ๐ง๐œ๐ž ๐ฆ๐จ๐ซ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž ๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž.. โ™ช

Connie took a quick break to walk over to you while Armin, Jean, and Eren harmonized the next part. He stopped when he got to the edge of the stage, and softly grabbed your hand. He did nothing but sit there and look into your eyes until the chorus began again. When it did, as the group sang "take a look at my girlfriend" he pointed to you, showing you off, so that the whole crowd can see. And once again the jumbo screen was filled with pictures of you, but this time they were all the goofy off-guards that Connie took of you, that he found cute. Once again their vocals faded out. Connie stood up and walked back to where he was on stage. Eren kept playing his drums and Armin kept playing some of the keys on his board.

Jean came forward, looked at Connie, and nodded at him. Connie nodded back.

๐’๐ก๐ž'๐ฌ ๐ ๐จ๐ญ๐ญ๐š ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ž
๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฆ๐š๐ค๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฆ๐จ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ง๐ข๐ฅ๐ž
๐š๐ง๐ง๐จ๐ฒ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐จ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฆ๐š๐ง ๐›๐ข๐ญ๐ž ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ ๐ญ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ฎ๐ž โ™ช

๐ˆ'๐ฆ ๐ง๐จ๐ญ ๐๐จ๐ง๐ž โ™ช ,Jean chimed in.

The two of them went on and on, rapping and backing each other up.  On some lines, Armin and Eren would chime in from their instruments. The crowds cheering did not stop as the four continued to wrap up the song.

And now she's even got her own song

Connie never broke eye contact with you and you never broke it with him. You wish you could relive this moment forever and ever. But you knew you couldn't so you savored every bit of this moment.

๐œ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ญ ๐๐ฎ๐ฆ๐›
๐œ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ฎ๐œ๐ค
๐œ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ž โ™ช

๐ฐ๐ก๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐œ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐ข๐ญ โ™ช

๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ๐ฒ๐ฐ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐ข ๐ ๐จ
๐ข ๐ค๐ž๐ž๐ฉ ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐ฉ๐ข๐œ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ซ๐ž ๐ข๐ง ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ๐ž๐ญ
๐ฅ๐ข๐ค๐ž ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž โ™ช

๐ญ๐š๐ค๐ž ๐š ๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐ค ๐š๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ ๐ข๐ซ๐ฅ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐ โ™ช

All of them joined back together, to sing the chorus, closing the song and the concert out. The crowd went insane at their performance. There were mixed chants, calling each of the boys' names. You along with the crowd, screamed and cheered. But Connie didn't seem to be done.

"With all of that being said. There's one more thing I have to do before we leave here tonight." Connie walks back to the edge of the stage and pulls your hand, trying to get you to come up on stage with him. Security that lined the stage, helped to lift you up so that you were now standing on stage with Connie still holding your hand. "(y/n) we've been friends for a while now. And ever since I left on tour, I realized how much I wanted you by my side-"

"YEAH CON"

"FINALLY DAMN" You hear Armin and Eren scream.

Connie looks back at them laughing and continues with you. "What I'm tryna say is.. would you be my girlfriend?" Out of nowhere the crowd went completely silent. You could probably hear a pin drop.

At first you were at lost for words but when you found them, you looked at Connie in his eyes and said, "Finally. I've been waiting a while to hear that," you laugh. "Of course." Without a second of time, everyone in the vicinity screamed and cheered for the two of you and your blossoming relationship. Connie pulled you into a quick kiss that seemed like it lasted forever. When he pulled away he spoke into the mic once more.

"THANK YOU MIAMI. YOU'VE BEEN GREAT." And with that, the concert was over and you had finally gotten the boy of your dreams.


๐™”๐™๐™ƒ๐™ƒ๐™ƒ๐™ƒ ๐™„ ๐™‡๐™Š๐™‘๐™€๐˜ฟ ๐™’๐™๐™„๐™๐™„๐™‰๐™‚ ๐™๐™ƒ๐™„๐™Ž ๐™Ž๐™ˆ ๐™๐™ˆ ๐™”๐™€๐˜ผ๐™ƒ ๐™๐™ƒ๐˜ผ๐™‰๐™†๐™Ž ๐™๐™Š๐™ ๐™๐™€๐˜ผ๐˜ฟ๐™„๐™‰๐™‚ ๐™„๐™๐™Ž ๐™ˆ๐˜ผ๐˜ฟ ๐™‡๐™Š๐™‰๐™‚ ๐˜ผ๐™‰๐˜ฟ ๐™Ž๐™๐™๐™๐™ ๐˜ผ๐™‰๐˜ฟ ๐™”๐™€๐˜ผ๐™ƒ ๐™„ ๐™‡๐™Š๐™‘๐™€ ๐™”๐™Š๐™ ๐™† ๐˜ฝ๐™”๐™€. ๐˜ผ๐™‡๐™Ž๐™Š ๐™‡๐™ˆ๐™† ๐™„๐™ ๐™”๐˜ผ๐™‡๐™‡ ๐™’๐˜ผ๐™‰๐™ ๐™ˆ๐™€ ๐™๐™Š ๐™Ž๐™๐˜ผ๐™๐™ ๐™ˆ๐˜ผ๐™†๐™„๐™‰๐™‚ ๐™‹๐™‡๐˜ผ๐™”๐™‡๐™„๐™Ž๐™ ๐™๐™Š๐™ ๐™ˆ๐™” ๐™๐˜ผ๐™‰๐™๐™„๐˜พ๐™Ž ๐˜ฝ๐™€๐˜พ๐˜ผ๐™๐™Ž๐™€ ๐™„ ๐™๐™ ๐™’๐™„๐™‡๐™‡

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