kai angel (dima)³

They go out together. The light is blinding, the crowd is shouting the familiar noise that Kai has learned to ignore. His gaze is fixed on Mays, he is offended. It is a shame that at the last concerts, Serezha hasn't looked at him at all. At first, Dima thought it was his imagination. You never know, he's tired. But the concerts went on, and Serezha's gaze slid past. At the audience. At the fans. Anywhere. Just not at Kai.
And then that concert happened. During one of the songs, Mays pushes Kai. Not by accident. Deliberately. With all his strength. Kai steps to the side to keep his balance and looks at Seryozha. He doesn't even turn around. As if nothing happened. Mays continues singing, looks at the audience, smiles. Something inside Kai breaks. They finish their concert automatically. Kai goes to the dressing room first, sits down on the couch, clenches his fists so hard that his nails dig into his palms.
Seryozha comes in five minutes later, as if nothing had happened.

• Are you crazy? Dima doesn't scream. His voice is sad, disappointed.
• What? Seryozha is clearly perplexed.
• You pushed me. On stage. In front of everyone.
• I don't remember that.
  Kai stands up and looks straight ahead.
  — You don't remember? Fuck, stop using, maybe then you'll remember what happened yesterday, today. I don't know. You haven't looked at me for several concerts now, you ignore me, you turn away. And today you even started hitting me. Do you even understand what this looks like? We're a fucking team, or do I mean nothing to you anymore?
  Seryozha smirks and Dima notices it. Kai takes a step forward. He wants to hit his "friend," but he doesn't. Yet. But the distance between them disappears.
  Seryozha looks at Dima
  — So what? Will you hit me? Go ahead. Hit the man who went through all this shit with you when no one knew you.
  Kai freezes.
  "You're taking on too much, " Dima quietly blurted out, and that was the last straw.

Dima doesn't remember who hits first. It seems like it was him. Or both at the same time. Chairs fly in the dressing room, a monitor breaks, and Dima pins Seryozha against the wall.