When More Than The Music Is A Shared Interest

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Prompt from “pridemonthprompts” 2025 list.

“Oh wow.” Cedric breathed, his fingers tight against mine, his eyes locked on the stage. “I can’t believe this is actually happening. My teen self would be psyched if he saw us.”
I lean against him, glee bubbling in my chest. “Me too. And she’d be double psyched if she saw what a cool guy we get to go with.”
“Aw.” He kisses my ear. “Thanks again for getting tickets.”
“I kinda had to, after finding out Chasing Scarecrows was pivotal to both our bisexual awakenings. That turned ‘we really ought to go see them live since they’re touring here’ into ‘I will make this happen’.”
“Heh. Yeah, it’s such a funny thought - both of us on different sides of the country, discovering the same thing that same summer through the same album.”
“Clearly we were meant to be.” I’m only half joking.
“Sooo with the benefit of an extra two decades of wisdom and all, which band member would you crush on hardest now?”
“Hmmm…”
“I think my guy Rodrick is still my pick.”
“Damn, I was going to say Rodrick.”
“Nice! We can share.”
I snort and shove him - just not hard enough to budge us apart. “I mean, he’s got that hot punk look down. Must be taking good care of himself. He’s, what, nearly fifty?”
“Shh, don’t make this weird.”
“Oh sure I’m making it weird.” I can’t keep my giggle down, and feel his ribs flutter against my side in an answering chuckle. “And then in all the interviews and stuff he seems like a total sweetheart.”
I smooch Cedric’s cheek. “Perfect combo.”
“Aww.” His arm wraps around my middle in a gentle squeeze. “Plus…”
“You know what they say about bass players being good with their hands?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Ok, so… second pick.”
As one we say “Joanne.”
“No offence to Sven!” Cedric adds earnestly. “He’s a great vocalist, and seems like a nice guy, he just… I dunno…”
“He gives me major ‘disappointing in bed’ vibes.”
“Mm. I think it’s the hair.”
“I think it’s something to do with that habitual, like, baby-face pout.”
“See, I’d call that his most attractive feature.”
“Here we must agree to disagree. Let’s go back to gushing about Rodrick.”
“Doing Joanne dirty there.”
“Oh yeah. Well, what is there to say? She’s a perfect dark goddess the likes of which we mere mortals can only marvel at.”
He shoots me a bemused look. “And yet, she’s only your second pick?”
“Uh-huh…”
That patient stare cannot be denied. I sigh and mumble “She’s intimidating, ok?”
“Ohh. I can see that?”
Of course he doesn’t have the same problem.
“We’re talking fantasies, though.”
“Still!”
“What, even inside your own head you can’t make a celebrity take one look at you and immediately want to sweep you off your feet?”
I snort.
“Tsk. Well, I’ll imagine her totally being into you for both of us.”
The sly smirk in his voice gives me pleasant tingles. I whisper in his ear “Save that thought for when we get home, hot stuff. Show’s about to start.”

Prompt was “Concert”.