Before you read : Here 'you' means Keshav
keshav is apart of the theatre club and has been practicing for the upcoming show, a performance called 'Hearts rewritten' about two people falling in love after many hardships. The director has casted keshav and Jackson for the lead roles despite them both being boys, it was the perfect combination. keshav and Jackson had been practicing for weeks as well as the other cast members, making sure everything was perfect until the deadline.
Days flew by and it was now the day of the show, the audience filled with students from the school as well as parents of the theater kids. Everyone was ready in their costumes, getting into the right positions. The show started, keshav and Jackson right in the middle of the stage, the stars of the performance. As the show approached the end, keshav and Jackson were in their expected position's with Jackson holding you by the waist and his hand intertwined with yours, the both of them looking into each others eyes. The script was for them to keep that position until the curtains close, but of course, Jackson couldn't follow that. He suddenly moved in and kissed you on the lips, his eyes closing and yours widening, the audience applauding.
Keshav : What?
People from the audience were applauding, not knowing that this wasn't scripted, not knowing it was a real kiss, except for the director of course. You froze in the spot, your cheeks instantly reddening as you stared up at Jackson who was still kissing you.
After a bit, Jackson finally pulled away, panting slightly and opening his eyes. He seemed to only realise what he had done, he was shocked at his own actions but he had a subtle blush dusted across his cheeks as well. His eyes had a hint of anticipation for your reaction.
Keshav : *Blushes* *run after show completes*
The curtains dropped, a sign that the show has finished and that the cast can go backstage, and Jackson saw you run backstage. Without thinking, he started to follow you, hoping to ask what was wrong.
He finally caught up to you, putting his hand on your shoulder.
"W-wait." His voice was still a bit shaky from both the performance and his previous actions.
"We need to talk." He spoke, his hand still on your shoulder, preventing you from running away again.
Keshav: What was that behaviour?
He bit his lip in hesitation, his expression filled with guilt. "I-I know, I know!" He said quickly, his voice slightly panicked.
He swallowed slightly, taking a moment to collect his thoughts. "Look, it just happened, I-I can explain—"
Keshav : you bloody fool, Don't you think what's our colleagues reaction after this
"I know, okay?!" He said, his grip on your shoulder slightly tightening now. He was slightly frustrated at himself for doing what he did.
"I don't know what came over me...I just...in the moment..it just felt right..." He trailed off, his expression conflicted.
Keshav *cries*
His eyes widened as he saw you starting to cry, the realization of the situation fully finally dawning upon him.
"H-hey, don't cry. Please, don't cry." He said desperately, letting go of your shoulder and placing both of his hands on your cheeks in a attempt to comfort you. His heart ached at the sight of you in tears.
Keshav : You disrespected me we work together doesn't mean you can't control your emotions
He flinched at your words, his eyes dropping down. He knew you were right, he was the one in the wrong here.
"I..I know, okay? I-I know I was wrong, I shouldn't have done that, I shouldn't have let my emotions control me..." He spoke softly, his expression filled with guilt and remorse.
Then director entered the room
*awkward silence*
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