Notes: Let's have Keir's POV bc it's necessary *winks*
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Three years later...
NOTHING is more overwhelming to Keir than a crowd's chant, looking at the sea of people waving at him, singing with him and even crying with him. He's too clouded by the amount of supporters he has.
Slowly and slowly, he's now climbing on top with a great foundation of hard work, patience added the supportive people behind his back. Now, he's gaining the recognition he truly deserves. His eyes water for his final bow before exiting the stage.
"Arigato, Japan! Mahal ko kayo!" he shouted with pride that was acknowledged by his fans later on.
For him, it would've been fun if Jallen and Pavlo were there to witness the warmness he got from his supporters but he knows as well that despite their absence, they are clapping their hands for him. He knows that he makes them proud.
Giddy about the turning of events, he sat in the single chair of his dressing room, all sweaty and panting. He fished his phone while grinning. He can't contain his excitement anymore and he can't wait to see Pavlo and Jallen's reaction.
"Yow, mga dre!" he greeted gleefully once the two joined into the group call.
"Naks! Galante naman ng chicken namin!" Jallen winks cheekily.
"Syempre, ako pa ba? Ang galing-galing ko nga eh," Keir coughs purposely.
"Pshhh! Mayabang pa rin. Wala kang ipinagbago. Kung mayroon man, kulay lang ng buhok mo. The rest? Wala! Mayabang pa rin," Pavlo commented, crossing his arms while suppressing a laugh.
"Maangas ako, hindi mayabang!" Keir eyed him.
Pavlo snorted, shifting comfortably in his seat. "Mayabang. Bano. Hmm... ano pa ba?"
"Manok po na lutang," the youngest added.
Pavlo nods, "Nakuha mo, Jah. Ang galing-galing naman ng Bujing na iyan."
"Kapag si Jah, magaling. Paano naman ako?"
"Hmm..." Pavlo's face is flushed while holding back his laugh. Jallen on the other hand is just waiting for the oldest so that he can laugh with him too. "I think—"
"Anong mukha iyan, Pavlo Oliver? Pinagtatawanan mo na ako 'no?" Keir pointed at him. "Hindi ba maganda ang performance ko? May kulang pa ba? May dapat bang i-improve?"
"Hmm... may kulang nga. Nasa'n ang chicken dance mo? Isa pa, nasa'n ang pakpak mo?" Pavlo then brushes his freshly shaven chin.
Jallen laughs on the other line. "Oo nga ano? Paano ka nakalipad sa Japan kung wala ka pang pakpak?"
He frowned at them. "Diyan kayo magaling. Ang pagkaisahan ako."
If the two are just right next to him, it would be easier for him to smack them in the head. "Joke lang, Keir. Syempre... proud na proud kami sa'yo. Congratulations!"
"Thanks, Pao. My god! Grabe talaga! Hindi pa rin ako makapaniwala," he said as he smiled sheepishly.
"Na ano? Na nakalipad ka ng Japan o dahil pinagtiyagaan ka ng mga fans mo?" Jallen flashes again his grinning smile that he hated the most.
"Alam mo ikaw, isang-isa ka na lang Jallen Demius. Kanina ka pa. Nanggigigil na ako sa'yo!" he snapped at him.
Pavlo shifted with a knowing smile. "Kung umamin na lang sana..."
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