Lovecrimes
Shoes echo down a corridor, the harsh fluorescent lighting seeming to be dozens of little neutron stars rather than humble bulbs and tubes. Your head aches, but you press onwards; after all, what's a little sleep deprivation to the Manager of the most popular Idol in the world? As you round a corner, distant chanting, cheering and the pure cacophony of a live concert find their way to your ears. You slide through a cleverly disguised exit after donning some ear plugs.
You stand in a fenced area around a monstrously large speaker, protecting your expensive hardware from damage by the surging crowds. It also puts you in eyesight of your talent, or should you say; her's. The instant you peeked out you could feel her eyes on you; her lovely- dark magenta eyes burning a hole in you for a heartbeat before her focus went back to the crowd. You sneak your way around the side of the stage, carefully inspecting the equipment as you go. When you get behind the scenes, an assistant appears with a clipboard.
"Anything out of the ordinary?"
"Nope."
The assistant jots something down on his checklist as the crowd goes into an uproar once the Idol starts to sing one of her most popular singles. Idol, it seems cruel to call her that, her name is 5pb and…
She is cripplingly in love with you.
From the wings, you can see her carefully choreographed motions, her poses and emotion that went into every song the moment she wanted to write them. Sweat trails from her bangs that are cut straight, but at an angle. 5pb wears black leather boots with a multitude of straps that tap along with the frets of her bright blue electric guitar,Her black embellished sports bra exposes her arms and midriff to the world, letting her slender yet finely endowed hips do the talking for her. The matching skirt that 5pb wears sways in the moment as she carries out a fine moment of solo voice performance, her very heart nearly piping through the speakers as she hits high notes. As soon as it started, 5pb's song is over. The crowd's bellicose roar somehow intensifies and a sweaty, tired 5pb picks up the microphone and throws a "V" finger sign into the air.
"EVERYONE~! IT WAS WONDERFUL BEING HERE TONIGHT~!"
The crushing pressure of sound from the audience makes 5pb stop talking for a moment.
"SO I WANNA THANK YOU AND MY FRIENDS BEHIND STAGE WITH A SONG I'VE NEVER PERFORMED BEFORE OR RECORDED!"
Oh shit. What is she doing?
Contrary to the rock song that she just belted out, the song starts with her voice and a quiet guitar. The crowd shut their mouth all at once, like some greater power had slapped all of them and told them to "Shut up". You can't even remember the song she sang that day but it was not a short song; the venue providers started to harass you halfway through to get her off stage. You couldn't hear them over 5pb.
Each note, each string. She based all of this off what you said you had liked and turned it into art. Every minute action sings the praises of the person in the song that she loves, adores and wishes to cherish forever til death do they part. It takes a moment for everyone, even the stagehands and media members who were present to break out of the spell. If anything was for sure, people felt like they'd just seen an angel on earth. The cheering was slow to start, but quickly resumed its former titanic rumble, by that time 5pb was already racing towards you.
"Producer! I did it!"
You stifle a giggle.
"What?" 5pb looks distraught just at the mere hinting thought of your disapproval.
"We could've marketed this show a hundred times easier if you would've told me that you wanted to play a song that no one has ever heard before."
5pb folds her hands in her lap as she stands opposite to you, head starting to hang.
"I-I saw you walk by- and… and… I couldn't help myself."
Right then, her "stage high" had worn off. Time to get 5pb away from the crowds.
5pb emerges from her dressing room looking like a new lady. She hides what she previously so boldly exposed with a hoodie and a plain skirt with long socks. She pulls you along into your temporary office by the wrist, sitting you down in the swiveling leather executive chair and conquering your lap.
You find yourself under an onslaught of kisses as soon as 5pb drapes her slender arms over your shoulders.
"S-So, now that I feel less stressed out, uh, how was your day sweetie?" 5pb nervously inquires.
"I've spent it all watching over you."
You feel a prick as one of her nails dig into your neck.
"Any cuuute stagehands you need to fire~?" She sings nonchalantly.
"As usual, no."
Her vice grip releases and falls back into a resting embrace.
"That's how it should be. Anyways. I think I did really great today! Did you like the song I did for you?"
Your mind goes blank, just trying to conjure the song into your memory seems impossible.
"I-It was good right?! You know that I wrote that just for you!?" She desperately continues.
You struggle to find an answer.
"I loved it, but please, be more careful. We take enough of a risk having these little rendezvous with the press still so close."
5pb presses her forehead to your chest.
"If I had you, I wouldn't need anything else. Just playing my songs for you would be enough. I don't know how I would relax from all the pressure without you either."
You pull the singer into your arms, tightly hugging her petite frame.
"You're so wonderful at making music, why does a crowd scare you so much? It's usually the same people that love to hear you play."
5pb clutches at your body.
"I- I don't know! It just feels like my heart would stop when I'm not singing though!"
She looks up into your eyes, her violet eyes are like looking into an eternal twilight yet shake like palm trees in a hurricane.
"Y-You're the only thing that keeps me from freaking out during press conferences. Those feel more like a combination of torture and interrogation than free advertising."
You laugh, letting her free as you wipe away tears of joy.
"Are you serious? Sweetie you beat a thug nearly to death because he touched me when he was trying to steal my wallet."
"I was CONVINCED it was one of those cross dressing girls!" 5pb retreats from your chest, an indignant expression on her face.
"Alright alright, sure, I'll try and suspend my disbelief that a girl can grow that big of a beard and moustache." Your attempt at humor falls on deaf ears.
5pb has knit her hands together, staring right through the wall and you.
"Must. Protect." She shakes the trance off, giving you a smooch on the cheek.
"You know that Gameindustri is a pretty nice place, I doubt you'll have to-"
"NO!" 5pb's voice quivers with anger, she's shaking for a moment before she continues speaking.
"I'll protect you from anyone and anything. Especially other girls that would take you from me~ I will be your wife!" Whenever 5pb gets overly protective of you, she tends to slightly sing whatever is coming from that part of her mind.
"You want to go to the hotel? It's getting late."
5pb nods, taking her small handbag along as well.
You wake up to your girlfriend on your chest, not a single garment of clothing between you two. You pivot your legs off the side of the bed, stretching and reaching for both your phone and a glass of water.
You feel hands trail their way along your back, pulling your body back into 5pb's embrace.
She pulls herself up to your ear height.
"You know that I poked holes in all~ of the condoms we used~"
"WHAT!?"
5pb doesn't even try to contain her lust.
"So maybe, you could just make sure that I got what I want and take care of me one~ last~ time today." What your biology and brain are telling you to do are two very different things. The moment your body responded to the remark, she was already on top of you.
As you pull on clothes, you shake your head and talk to 5pb.
"What are you thinking? We-"
5pb puts a finger over your lips.
"I Will, be your wife."
"Are you kidding?! You're acting insane!"
5pb freezes, eyes again staring through you. Her lips twist into a horrifying grin.
"Are you saying, that. That you're not going to take responsibility? I mean, you've probably got a son or daughter on the way and you're just going to leave me? You're going to leave my Love~ for you?"
You've backed yourself into a corner with this one.
"N-no-"
5pb gains a full faced smile.
"Then everything is fine~" She puts a knife away as her hands come from behind her back.
What the hell have you done.