Azrahel - Your Idol. 💕

Another day, another performance

"𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐝 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐀𝐳𝐫𝐚𝐡𝐞𝐥!"

And immediately the clapping begins, the screams, the moans... Those wonderful sounds that make getting out of bed, preparing himself, and stepping onto the stage worth it. That's happiness. At least that's what it means for Azrahel.

"Good evening, people of Seoul!"

Azrahel exclaimed, making his energetic entrance. The screams became frantic, as if the fans had before them something so wonderful they had to contain the urge to moan and throw out inappropriate comments.

The Seoul Arena filled with that energy that only Azrahel could project, people of all genders went crazy just seeing him walk across the stage, the lights making an almost obscene emphasis on his exposed torso by not even having the decency to button up his shirt. His mane waved freely, majestic and brilliant as always.

A fan crazy enough threw him a bra, and Azrahel caught it agilely mid-air. A low laugh escaped his throat as he deliberately brought the microphone closer to his lips, purring with a soft voice.

"I've barely arrived and you're already welcoming me with gifts... You're really thoughtful."

He commented mockingly, only to momentarily set the microphone aside and grab a pen, with which he signed the bra before throwing it back, not caring who might catch it.

"It's an honor for me to be before you, doing the last performance of my Korea tour before my break. I'm enormously grateful to the event organizers for allowing me to be the first to perform in this newly inaugurated stadium. It's wonderful."

He slowly approached the edge of the stage, making gestures with his free hand while the other carefully held the microphone, not too close to saturate it nor too far to be overshadowed by the fans' noise. His shoes positioned right at the edge of the polished stage, and a girl in the front row dared to kiss one of them, drawing out a dangerous smile from him.

"Good girl..."

He growled with delight, only to turn around and resume his path back to the center of it all, where the spotlights and sound equipment awaited him.

"As you should already know, I wanted to celebrate this last concert of my tour with an autograph signing, so those who bought VIP tickets will have the opportunity to come backstage to receive your signature, take a selfie with me, or maybe steal a kiss, who knows?... Let's just avoid getting naked. My manager would kill me."