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For PapasTochter because they seem to love Thomas Raggi oneshots ❤️

The show was only half a day away. So the guys are ready on the stage to do the last check ups, to get to know and occupy the scene.

They were doing some photos as well as some sounds check. While you were where the crowd would be in a few hours, smiling as your boyfriend was improvising on his guitar. You were taking care of every technical detail for the tour so they wouldn't have to worry much about it.

As you sit and listen to Thomas play his electric guitar, you can't help but feel giddy with excitement. His fingers move gracefully across the strings, bringing forth a symphony of sound that fills the room. You find yourself getting lost in the music, lost in the moment. The rhythm is contagious, and you begin to tap your foot to the beat.

And then, suddenly, your lover begins to improvise, his fingers dancing across the strings in a way that you've never heard before. The sound is both familiar and foreign, like you're hearing something new for the first and last time all at once. You can't help but smile, feeling a sense of contentment and joy at being able to share this moment with someone you care about.

You can see the passion and joy on his face as he lets go and lets the music guide him. He does a little dance, he looks so happy. It's like he's in a world of his own, lost in the moment and completely zoned in on the music.

You feel a sense of pride as you watch him perform, knowing that this is something he's been working on for years and something that brings him immense pleasure. You can see the dedication and discipline that have gone into his craft, and it's nothing short of amazing.

As he continues to play, you find yourself getting lost in the music as well. You feel like you're part of something bigger than just the two of you, like you're part of a community of music lovers who understand and appreciate the power and beauty of art.

You applaud him, before some of the sound technicians call you on the stage. You get there, winking at Thomas and he sends you a breathtaking smile.

You start to talk with the technicians as the red curtain is being put on all around the scene. "Yeah we should definitely do-" you're cut off by someone screaming. And you look up to see a spotlight barely hanging on, just above where Thomas and the rest of the group are. You jump into action, trying to call your boyfriend's attention and running towards him. You hear the spotlight completely detaching.

"Thomas !" You launch on him and push him away from danger, landing on top of him. People gasp and start to rush towards you both. As he scrambles to their feet, you collapse to the ground, feeling a sharp pain in your leg. Your partner runs over to you, their face filled with concern. "Are you okay?" He asks, helping you sit up.

You feel the pain pulsating through your leg, and you know something's not right. Your boyfriend tries to help you stand, but you can't put any weight on your leg.

A crowd gathers around you as you look down at your injured leg, your heart racing with fear and anxiety. Your lover rushes to get help, leaving you alone on the ground. The pain in your leg is agonizing, and you try to stay calm, but you can't help but feel like something is seriously wrong.

A few minutes later, an ambulance arrives and the paramedics start to tend to your injured leg. They quickly assess the situation and realize that you have a broken leg. They start to take you towards the ambulance and you notice Thomas about to get in too. "No bambino, you stay here. The show will begin in only two hours." He frowns not listening to your point. "Y/n you're injured because of me. The show can go to hell right now."

Your face softens, he always gets protective when a situation includes you being hurt in some way. You cup his cheek and rub it with your thumb, trying to ignore the stabbing pain your leg was giving you. "None of this is your fault. It's just an accident. I promise I'll be back before the show begins. Go do your last training check ups. I'll see you in two hours." You know he wouldn't be in the mood to do the show if he wasn't sure you were okay. Before he can protest, the medics rush you to the hospital, where you receive immediate medical attention.

As you lie in the hospital bed, your heart is heavy and your leg in a cast. You look at the time on your watch, you will define later you can already imagine Thomas' worried face. You try to reassure him through text but you already know he's a ball of nerve.

You try to negotiate with the doctors to let you go sooner. But they can't because you have heavy painkillers in your system right now, so they need to keep you longer. The minutes pass and they seem like hours. The show has started a long time ago. You try to follow what's happening on Instagram. You don't see any video of Thomas crowd surfing. He usually loves that, being so close to the fans while pulling on the strings of his guitar. You have to get there. But you don't even know if you'll make it before that end of the show.

After a long wait, they finally discharged you. You call a taxi, specialized for the staff of the show. There's a lot of people around the streets of the show. You finally get to the back door, some fans taking quick photos with the flash. The staff helps you, since you're not used to having crutches. You can hear their last song. You're too late.

You feel so bad because Thomas probably didn't enjoy his performance as he usually would if you weren't hurt or away of sight. You still get in backstage and watch the guys starting to thank the public and the staff. "We're all thankful for everything. Even though one of our staff member got hurt earlier and-" Damiano cuts himself off when he notices you and smiles. "And there she is. Ciao y/n !" He waves and there's a few cheers from the people. You already feel embarrassed, noticing the camera for the big screen focusing on you.

Thomas finally spots you. He makes eye contact with you and you see relief filling his senses. You seemed okay. He signals you to come up on stage. You gesture towards your crutches. He chuckles and walk towards you. He then does something unexpected. He picks you up in his arms and brings you on stage. The crowd awing and cheering at your entrance. You can help but laugh at him. "I can't believe you'd do that !" You hug him, keeping your hurt leg in the air. "Of course I would. Are you alright though ?" He turns back to worried. "Of course, just a cast and crutches. Nothing more." You wink and he seems more relieved. He then rubs his nose cutely against yours. Normally he would kiss you, but he surely doesn't like to do it in front of such a public. You giggle and he smiles at you.

Something is thrown at him and lands on his head. A bra. Your eyes widen before you burst out laughing. You can't even breathe, and it gets worse when he gets it off his face to examine it. He makes it twirl in the air and send it back into the crowd.

As you watch him, you remember he didn't get much quality time with his fans. Not being in the mood. You turn to Ethan and Vic. "I think he should get a few moments with the crowd, don't you think ?" They both nod and go tell it to Damiano. You can see on his features that he already has an idea. He takes back the mic and asks for the attention of the crowd. "Well, since our dear y/n got hurt taking care of us. It's only normal for her to make a small request." He winks at you and hands you the mic. You already knew what he meant. You took the mic and turned to your boyfriend. He looked very confused by the situation. You put a hand on his chest.

"Oh Tommy. I'm Beggin' you to do another song." You wink at the camera, the crowd understanding immediately and cheering loudly. "Oh oh oh..." Damiano says, stepping back. They all get into place while Thomas looks at you in disbelief. "Go down there and enjoy that moment with the fans, bambino." You say closer to his ear. He smiles back at you and he nods. You nod towards Damiano and he makes a small sign towards Ethan and Vic. The singer gets closer to you and throws an arm around your shoulders. He starts to sing his own little solo and Beggin' begins.

You dance beside Damiano, well you try. And you laugh as you watch Thomas having the time of his life. Down there, with the fans. You watch as your boyfriend's lifted up onto the arms of the crowd. You can see his face shining with excitement and happiness.
As the crowd carries him forward, you see him moving through the sea of bodies like a superhero, high above the crowd.
As the song reaches its crescendo, Thomas is lifted up even higher into the air, and you can see the joy and excitement on his face. He looks like he's having the time of his life, and you can't help but feel a sense of pride and love for them.

The show comes to a final end, and he comes back to you and crushed you into a sweaty hug. You pat his back. "Thank you bambina, I needed that." He says warmly, kissing your forehead. "You saved me two times today. You're my princess charming." You playfully roll your eyes. "Says the one who picks me up in front of a gigantic crowd, my prince." He laughs and you both can hear Damiano shouting from the other room. "Hey, hate to interrupt the perfect Disney couple, but there's some pizza waiting for you ! So hurry !" Thomas looks back at you and extends his hand. "Andiamo principessa."

Thank you for reading loves. I'll see ya tomorrow <3