~Dean

Kenny and I have been talking about thing, like our relationship. I want to go public but I don't want Kenny to be force into anything. I know Kenny is a sensitive guy. That is one of many things I like about him. Today is another judgement concert for the King/Queen of pop.  I just really want to hang with Kenny.

We arrived at the concert hall. I looked over at Kenny, who was gathering thing to take into my dressing room. I smiled at him. We got off the bus and a whole bunch of my fans surrounded me. Kenny was also surrounded. The security have to push back my fans. I walked behind the security.

I looked behind to see Kenny, still carrying the stuff. I looked in the crowd of screaming people and saw them wearing Dean x Kenny shirt. My face went red. I felt someone tap my shoulder. I looked back to see a red face Kenny.

"Dean, they're wear a ship shirt," Kenny whispered.

"A what shirt?" I was confused.

"A ship shirt," He said again.

"What is that?" I asked.

"A ship is a shortening of relationship and it's on a t shirt," Kenny explained.

"So, they ship us together," I said, trying to figure it out. Kenny nodded.

"Well, they don't know their ship is real," I smiled. He nodded again. We got to the building and went back into my dressing room.  We waited until it was time for me to go on. We saw the rest of the performers go on. I'm guessing I'm last. After an hour, it was my turn.

"Dean, do your best," Kenny said. I walked over to him. I pulled him into a kiss, "What- what was that for?"

"For luck," I smiled and walked out on the stage. I felt like I could do anything, now.  I sang my song. I put all my love for Kenny  into this song.  I walked off the stage and started to head back to my dressing room.

"Dean, I never knew you could sing like that," Marry said.

"Well, something change and I like it," I said, continue to walk to my dressing room, where Kenny is waiting.  I couldn't wait to see him.  I walked in to see Kenny was cuddled up on the couch. I smiled and walked over to him taking off my jacket. I gently laid it on him. Kenny nuzzled into it.

"Awe. Kenny why do you have to be so cute," I said, moving some hair out of his face.

"I'm not cute," I heard him mumble.

"Well, good morning beautiful," I cooed.

"Morning," Kenny said, rubbing his sleepy eyes.

"So, how was your sleep," I asked, softly.

"Good," he smiled. Man, Kenny is such an angel.

"I'm glad to hear it," I smiled, pulling him into a kiss.

"Mhmmf," I love his surprised voice. I love him deeply. I can't have enough of him. We pulled away. Kenny was breathless.

"Kenny, I love you," I whispered in his ear.

"I love you, too, Dean," Kenny whispered back, "Do you think you will make it to the next round?" He asked.

"Yeah, the judges think it's was my best performance since I started down this path,"  I said.

"I wonder why?" he cooed into my ear. Making me feel breathless.

"I think the result are coming up," I said, looking down at him.

"Well go get them," Kenny said, pushing me out the door.

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