Joseph
*"...And these fingertips, will never run through your skin. And those frightful eyes, Can only meet mine... Across a room, filled with people that are less important than you..."*

Romeo's eyes wandered over the crowd, closing ever so often as he sung along the melody he produced with his guitar, for sure leaving these tones stuck in the dragon ears which where listening to the words of a possible love song. He moved on his hint legs elegantly, using his tail as support while slightly spreading his wing more, showing white wave-like patterns on his wings which seemingly moved to the melody he played. During his performance Romeo didn't only sung his emotions out, but also presenting his entire being to publicity, confident with being different from all those reddish-orange colours that nearly blended into each other. Among the sea of skywings only him and Ametrine stuck out, not only from their looks, but from their talent which can't be topped easily by any dragon... 
His dark red locks swung with his fluent movement as Romeo turned slowly as he continued playing, to look around the crowd of skywings that have collected themselves around the fountain. 

*"Oh cause you love, love, love... When you know I can't love. You love, love, love... When you know I can't love. You love, love, love... When you know I can't love you-"*

Eventually the crowd got silent enough that the song was able to spread together with the following guitar solo over the entire city center... Becoming quieter and quieter... But not vanishing until reached the ears of possible rulers. Romeo couldn't see through his eyes which closed again, but he felt that Ametrine wasn't only gazing at him for another painting... But because he understood what Romeo sung, some parts seeming to be out of Ametrine's perspective. So he played his guitar, looking towards those eyes which at first were judging him daring to exist beside Ametrine-...And now staring at the musician in awe, in pleasure and surprise.

Romeo's eyes eventually met Ametrine's again as the other phrases contained the song. In those bloody-ruby eyes was something that Ametrine probably hasn't seen in a long time... A dragon that looked at him in a heartwarming way, with some kind of sadness- or better said acceptance in that slight glimmer before he closed em again, turning his snout down towards his guitar again.

*"So I think it's best. We both forget. Before we dwell on it-..."*

A short dramatic pause followed, so also the guitar's strings quietening which would cause some of the dragons to either tilt their heads or lean slightly forwards, expecting Romeo to continue just as his claws stroke the strings again- it must've taken lots of feeling for the instrument to not damage such thin strings even once. 

*"The way you held me so tight. All through the night. 'Till it was near mornin."*

*"Oh cause you love, love, love... When you know I can't love. You love, love, love... When you know I can't love. You love, love, love... When you know I can't love you-"*

The sandrain but for the final phrase of the lyrics more soul into his talon's movement as he stroke the guitar slightly harder, awakening a similar feeling to sudden goosebumps along most scales that surrounded him. Fishermen placed their baskets full with fish down, so did dragons carrying boxes of alcohol and messenger dragons in a hurry with bags full of scrolls stopped as well as the last part was sung.

*"Oh~...Cause you love, love, love!...When you know I can't love. You love, love, love!...When you know I can't love. **You love, love, love!...When you know I can't love you-**"*

One last line of notes were continued by the guitar which got slower note for note before eventually going quiet... The last string carrying the silence around them nearly for felt minutes before finally quietening. Talons clenched around the instrument, Romeo held his head low and waited for a reaction... Even if it would be the continuing chatters of dragons as if his performance wouldn't have happened- that'll be just fine with him. The pause really triggered his nerves he held back as calmly as possible.
Anna
When his eyes met with Ametrines, the amber, violet, and cardinal skywing's eyes didn't look away in the typical, exhaustedly annoyed manner - but smiled encouragingly from time to time as he worked at a near-lightning fast-pace; thanks to his paint drying technique. The only thing that held back his paintings from being finished in a matter of moments before this - was simply the fact he rarely - if ever - felt inspired by the world around him. He painted for money - to make ends meet - never for the satisfaction of the craft, but this time was different- very different.

The song was - bittersweet, a sort of sadness rippled from Romeo with every chord he struck and moment he opened his mouth. It made Ametrine subtly anxious - he wanted to sweep that sadness from the sky, even if it was sung beautifully. Despite that sadness, though - as Romeo finished his performance - there was an uncomfortable silence that washed over the ruby, garnet, carnelian and jasper faces - pausing with surprised looks on their faces, but after the moment passed, the crowd erupted in applause and cheering, several dragons stepping forward and placing fistfuls of coins, gems, and jewelry into his instrument's carrying case - and those that didn't have gems and jewelry placed baked goods, bread, wine - by the end of the end of it - Romeo's guitar case was far too full to carry his instrument back to their mountain cave. 

Ametrine remained silent and at a distance while Romeo handled the crowd of new fans approaching to give him opportunities to play at their venues, bars, and palace homes in a celebration of Romeo's talents that seemed to last the greater portion of an hour - leaving just enough time for Ametrine to take his time making the finishing touches on the painting just as dragons started dispersing back to their jobs or tours. Once Romeo was alone- left holding documents - still wet with fresh ink that outlined addresses, amounts to be paid, etc... - Ametrine approached. He set h

Is painting onto Romeo's little pile of treasure and whisked over to be beside him with a smirk. "*See*, I *Told* You." He chuckled and glanced over at all of Romeo's newly accumulated wealth. "You know... With some of that, you could definitely afford a room all to yourself at the finest hotel for a week. You don't *Have* To stay with me- even if it might be the most economically advantageous decision..." He snorted. "But- that being said. I don't... Mind your company. Perhaps I'd even *Prefer* It- if you stayed." The skywing's eyes looked almost pleading if it weren't for how he held his brows in a rigid, prideful manner. 

Before Romeo could make a smug joke - Ametrine cut him off. "You did- fantastic, by the way... Not that you didn't *Know* That- but still." He pressed his side against the sandrains- and bumped his snout against his. "It was an awfully sappy - disgustingly romantic song, you know? I felt like losing my breakfast because of how sweet it was - and remind me not to have to play at anything but a *Funeral*." He put on that same pouting act - even if his body language betrayed his words. "Oh... And." His face melted into all the shades of the sunset before he craned his neck towards Romeo and gently kissed him on the cheek. "I love you too, you musically talented idiot sandrain." He gently thumped him on the head with the tip of his tail. "Thanks for... Freeloading in my cave... And... Saving that stupid painting that was better left to meet its fate in the rain *If* You hadn't come along... But I hope you like that one too." He gestured to the painting that rested on Romeo's pile of gems. When he turned back to meet Romeo's gaze he scowled instinctively. "*Stop* Looking at me like that!" He blew a cloud of smoke from his nostrils - but recoiled slightly. "Er- I mean... Whatever, fine- look at me however you want I guess." He shrugged and rolled his eyes.
James
IM CRYING WHAT- HOW IS THAT LIKE A DAMN DISNEY MIVIE
Joseph
So many words that squeezed themselves into his ears, so many talons reaching out to his case and his own, so many scrolls pressed into his talons while so many pairs of eyes wanted contact with his. Romeo has ever so often proven himself to be opened towards people, never loosing his confidence... But now? As a kid he had the dream to become famous one day. He even built small guests to his musical shows out of fruits and boxes... But that audience wasn't comparable to the one he had now. Romeo thanked for every little gift that has been laid into his case, beside it or into his talons. Mainly overwhelmed how one cringy song he wrote over night actually impressed and touched all these dragons that have stopped by occasionally just because the both of them were sticking out. It felt so relieving when the crowd finally loosened around him. Romeo just finished telling some dragons that he will think about their offfers and thanked those dragons who brought him still steaming baked goods and exclusive wine bottles -which he never had the chance to taste in his life before- and then-...His eyes met Ametrine's again, filled with an oozing enthusiasm and overwhelmed happiness. This time his talons were not shivering out of stress... But excitement. *You did fantastic*...One single opinion that was so much simpler and still outweighed everything else Romeo had in his talons nor his case... It would all be for nothing, if it wasn't for Ametrine.

Romeo lost a joyful laugh over the added critic about his song "Count yourself lucky-! I already wanted to add another right after" It was more unconscious that his reddish tail swept itself over, and curled around Ametrine's while Romeo was still giggling to his side. Just as he was about to look up at Ametrine starting to mention something he encountered even bigger surprise. Not that he already wanted to shed tears due to his fastened breathing as he witnessed the beauty of his skywing friend's work- 
But as he felt a sudden heat against his cheek, warm lips pressing a gentle kiss on his face-

In a moment Romeo stood in blank space. It felt like the world would lose its colours... Turning white and unimportant... Except for that dragon right beside him. Ametrine's voice blurred out any bits of ambience around them, those words of appropriation that he came by by accident and stayed- again reddish pigments spread over his snout, ears and neck as he already could feel his pulse in his ears like an orchestra encouraging him to just let go of everything for once. It brought him doom once before... But this time...*Oh please, just once but forever...* Romeo heard that voice speaking to his half conscious physical being, before his talons loosened.

Scrolls fell to the ground like a pile of leaves as Romeo's talons leaned down on Ametrine's and he leaned forward- maybe a bit to quick and nervously. And then- another kiss... But Romeo has aimed right from where that warmth came that let him feel so secure... So special... So loved. Romeo's kiss lasted quite longer than Ametrine's, before pulling back slowly- opening his eyes again before realising that it might've been to sudden.

"I- my bad I didn't mean to- it just slipped out... So-...Heh..." The sandrain leaned his head back- wide eyes staring into Ametrine's before the shame made them shoo off and started to collect the scrollst he has dropped. "...You were right... More or less- I wasn't expecting such reaction- it's just... I can't carry all that- they didn't have to-... You didn't-" His tail tightened around Ametrine's while his eyes trailed off to the painting before raising themselves to that someone who surpasses any of his dreams again.
Anna
The skywing was - honestly impressed with the turnout. He knew that his presence would draw eyes, particularly of the *Richer* Dragons- but dragons came from all corners of society. Rich, poor and everything in between seemed to be impressed with Romeo's music... Maybe he was *Right* To say that Romeo was *At least* Not the worst musician he had listened to- though that would be an understatement just based on this turnout alone. 

He was lost in thought when suddenly Romeo took Ametrine's talons in his - causing a brief look of confusion before the sandrain pulled him in for a kiss. He didn't know *What* To think - he hadn't kissed someone like this in... Well- like many of his other social interactions, in years - he felt the fire of anger stoking in his chest for a moment- the same fire that would scold anyone for getting too close to him when he was called for a commission, but instead his anger boiling over - he felt it melt away into embers and ash. He wasn't going to let barrier of flames he surrounded himself get in the way of happiness- not this time... Instead, as Romeo pulled away, he brought him in for another kiss- making sure it lasted just a second longer than Romeo's before pulling away with a sly, confident grin. "Guess I win." He pushed Romeo away playfully before kneeling down and helping him collect the various scrolls he had dropped. "You're *Terribly* Clumsy, you know that?" He said with a tinge of venom- acting almost as if the past minute or so that enveloped their kisses had never happened.

He scoffed at the sandrain's comments. "Pft- really? Me? I didn't do anything but sit there and look pretty... It's kinda something I can't help." He shrugged and chuckled nervously as he handed the scrolls to Romeo. "This was *You* - you did this. Be proud of *Yourself*- don't you *Dare* Push the credit for *Your* Work on me!" He hissed - but practiced a breathing exercise to calm himself down - seeming to take extra care to not blow up on the once chan

Ce at a romance he'd entertained he'd let slip under his scales by chance. "*And* - do you dare apologize for our kiss- or next time, I'm going to bite your tongue out of your head." He snorted - taking the teasing - suggestive comment perhaps a bit too seriously.

He started pacing things up - one by one getting everything back in his own bag, screwing paint caps on, drying the rest of the pain on his pallet, and putting everything away where it needed to go. "You know- I was going to make this more of an 'entire day' thing- but you basically had the entire plaza bring itself to *You* - so... I guess we'll have to make it a third date thing." He said nonchalantly - quietly admitting their first encounter counted as their *First* Date. "Here..." He handed Romeo his bag full of supplies. "You carry this, it's a lot lighter and my wings are a lot stronger than yours... I know that case is heavy, and I don't want you falling out of the sky or moons forbid- bumping into a tree." He pushed the things around in Romeo's guitar case - spreading them out so everything fit- but he had to carry the painting himself. "Alright- let's get everything back home, then we can talk about the possibility of *Us* - later- over dinner- I want more time to think on it." He shot off into the sky before Romeo could respond with a clever quip.

Despite being weighed down by the bounty of goods and coins Romeo had made today - he was still able to outpace the sandrain - though just barely, and only for the few hundred meters or so - then he seemed to tire out and only stayed ahead of Romeo because he matched his speed. Once they were back, he gently set Romeo's case down and looked back towards the entrance as the sandrain landed. "Congratulations, you're not a freeloader like I thought you were going to be~" He said with a hint of playful sarcasm. "I take it you'd like to keep the wine to yourself- that's okay, but if you feel like sharing- I *Probably* Wouldn't turn it down..."