୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ☆ angie or ang. she/her. leo. half finnish. half mexican. violinist. archer. photographer. journalist. psychology nerd. i write fan-fiction for 60s-90s musicians. i speak spanish, english, french, finnish and german. requests are always open.
✩°｡ ⋆⸜ 🎧✮ bands & groups i write for: metallica, megadeth, guns n' roses, motley crue, aerosmith, bon jovi, van halen, the doors, L.A. guns, led zepplin, hanoi rocks, poison, ramones, skid row, etc.
all i ask is that you’re patient w me i might not answer your message or ask right away, i promise im not ignoring you!! I don’t write any “heavily dark” or dark content (things that involve incest, pedophilia, heavy gore, abuse of any kind, and no piss or other questionable kinks. don’t b scared to send req for drabbles i promise u im v nice!! I write do smut, I sadly don't write for male readers but I do write gender neutral stories if requested, if you wanna be friends just hmu on here! im free almost all the time
(posting is scary + I forgot who to cred for the divider)
authors note: @jakelinestradlin hope this is good!!! Also I'm not completely sure what year this picture is from, but I'm almost 90 percent sure you wanted a some-what modern izzy fic so.... yeah
Warnings: P in V, oral, fingering, use of curse words.
You were sat on the side stage, your eyes glued to your boyfriend of 2 years playing his guitar roughly. You were turned on to say the least, it made you slightly insecure, because you weren't particularly the type to be sexually active, you were in fact a virgin. As a youngling, your mother told you bunches of horror stories about girls losing their virginity, and it set an idea in your brain that it was horrific to lose it. What also made you insecure was the fact that you've been with Izzy for 2 years now, and the farthest you've gone is oral. He constantly tells you that he doesn't mind, and that he wants you to feel comfortable and ready.
Tonight was the night. You were going let Izzy take your virginity. You waited patiently for the next few years, excited to get to your hotel room. Thankfully, you were already on the tour bus, making your way to the hotel room. You hopped the steps quickly, making your way to the hotel room.
"Babe wait," He chuckled, trying to catch up. "Why're you walking so fast"
"I need you Izz," you looked into his brown eyes, slightly nervous, and very, very horny.
"You mean like," He looked down at you inquisitively.
You nodded, he grabbed your hand and started walking towards the hotel lobby doors, not saying another word. You were scared, but you really really loved Izzy, and you knew that he was for sure the one you wanted. Plus, he is a rockstar, so he knows what he's doing.
Izzy gave his name, and in turn, the lady handed him the room key. You hadn't even noticed he was carrying your shared duffle bag. He grabbed your hand once again softly, and you both made your way to the hotel room. As soon as that door shut, you turned to Izzy, standing nervously, and kind of awkwardly. He walked up to you, and put his hands on your arms.
"Is this what you want?" He asked genuinely. "You absolutely do not need to feel pressured to have sex with me, at all"
"I know baby," You smiled up at him. "I want to, I know you'll be gentle and all. I love you Izz, I want you to be the one"
He smiled lightly before leaning down and kissing you. His calloused hands ran down to your waist, gripping you close. His tongue slid across your bottom lip, you parted your mouth. Your hands quickly found his hair, tugging it lightly. He grabbed your ass, kneading it gently, you let out a soft whimper.
Izzy pushed you back a bit, making you fall into the bed, he climbed in between your legs, his hands kneading your breasts. He unbuttoned your black shirt, kissing your neck and collar bone. Izzy's hands snaked behind your back, unclasping your bra and sliding it down your arms. His mouth quickly found your nipples, sucking on the right one, while his hand twisted the left.
You moaned quietly, your back arching into him. His kissed down your stomach, stopping at the hem of your pants, he looked up at you for permission. You nodded, lifting your hips so Izzy could slide them off. It didn't take long before his tongue was playing with your bud. You moaned, your hand entangled in his fluffy short hair. He chuckled, the vibrations making you moan louder. His middle finger prodded your entrance, before sliding in completely, you gasped. He continued to eat you out for a few moments before stopping, and coming up to look you in the eyes.
"Are you absolutely sure you want this?" He looked at you genuinely. "I don't want to hurt you, or make you feel forced.
"I promise babe," You smiled at him. "I want it to happen"
He nodded and reached for his wallet, pulling out the black little packet. Izzy opened it and pulled his pants down, your eyes immediately looking at his length, even with his age, it was still huge. He sat in between your legs, pulling them apart gently. His eyes looked into yours, asking one last time for permission. You nodded and he leaned down to kiss you, before sliding in slowly. You gasped a bit, you weren't going to lie, it hurt just a bit. He immediately looked at your face, his rough hand coming up to caress your face softly.
"You're doing good love," He whispered.
"Y-you can move now," You said.
He moved his hips slowly, careful not to completely thrust all the way. After a few minutes, you needed more. You were ready for it. Izzy kissed your nose, smiling at you lightly. His arms rested on either side of your body.
"Faster please," You said quietly.
"Hm?" Izzy hummed.
"Faster?" You asked again louder.
Izzy sped up just a bit, still treating you like glass. His right hand went to move your hair out of your face, your eyes were screwed shut, your mouth hung ajar slightly.
"You look hot like this," He chuckled.
You blushed, and leaned your head to the side. His hand moved it back to where it was. You smiled.
"Your doing so so good for me love," He mumbled. "You feel so good"
"Thank you," You giggled, before letting out a small moan. Your eyes widened as you covered your mouth, embarrassed. He grabbed your hand and placed it next to you. Your legs wrap around his waist, pulling him closer. Your legs started to shake, you moaned, your stomach began to tighten, and with that, you came. Izzy looked at you lovingly and pulled out.
"Did you... you know?" You looked at him, as he was pulling his boxers back on after discarding the condom.
"No, but it's okay," He smiled at you, before grabbing one of his shirts, and pair of your underwear from the duffel bag throwing it at you.
"Are you sure?" You looked at him, before getting up and sliding the clothes on.
"My worry wasn't on me," He said laying down under the covers. "My focus was on making you feel good"
"Well, you definitely did," You blushed deeply before getting into bed. "Y'know, you still got it for an old man"
You giggled, when he looked at you with an unimpressed look on his face.
"Just you wait till your my age," He laughed and pulled you closer to him.
I'm lowkey sick nd tired of christians attempting to push their religion, holidays and beliefs down peoples throat. not everybody celebrates christmas, easter, etc because they're not christian or catholic! learn to respect that and other peoples beliefs.
Hii! I was wondering if you could do sfw headcanons for either nikki sixx or axl rose its completely up to you i dont mind :)
AXL ROSE DATING HCS
A/N: This is me proving I can still freaking write!!!2!2!2!
Am I the only one who hates Axl’s Jesus beard phase guys??
𝐍/𝐒𝐅𝐖: SFW
𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞 𝐓𝐲𝐩𝐞: Headcanons
𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝?: Yes
𝐂𝐖: Swearing, Drug Mentions, Arguments, Slight NSFW mentions, cigarettes
Okay, let’s get this aside for now, Axl is an asshole, he has his lil asshole moments with everyone, even you. BUT!!! That does NOT mean he doesn’t fucking ADORE YOU!!!
If you’re talking me probably doesn’t make like any facial expressions or any facial recognition that he’s actually paying attention which probably makes u a lil pisses but PLEASE, he’s paying attention to his baby!!!!
One way he shows his affection is def physical touch, he has no shame. None at ALL. Does not matter if you both are at the damn club, one hands on your ass and the other has you sat on his lap as he hold you close to him.
Oh and he’s such a dickwad about it, winking at you and randomly poking you to piss you off!! (KILL THIS HOE.)
or another if he can’t be touchy with you, is he shares his cigarettes with you, having you light it as he holds it in his mouth. (If you don’t smoke he’s just having you light ALLL his cigarettes.) and god forbid you hold your own cigarette, are you insane?! No pal!! U don’t get to go that!!
Sassy man apocalypse????
HE ACTUALLY IS SO SASSY.
“Axl that’s my fucking shirt!!”
“…okay..?”
WITH THE SHOULDER SHRUG AND THE SASSY ASS EYEROLL.
Of course you both have your fair share of fights and arguments, it’s Axl fucking rose.
unless it was super bad I feel like he doesn’t really know how to apologize?? So he does some sweet things, remember how I said he listens??
If you mentioned your favorite flower?? He got a bouquet, if you mentioned a little craving you’ve been having??? It’s suddenly on your kitchen counter!
it’s kind of nerve wracking having him away o. Tours
the drugs, sex and just the general thing can probably make you uneasy, and no matter how much faith you have in him it’s still a fear that maybe he’s going to cheat??
At first he was pissed, not understanding but eventually he got it.
and once he did he was hugging you close, assuring you that he would come home to you and you only. He loves you too much to leave you like that!!
also, let’s BeReal. AXL ROSE IS A YAPPER.
ESPECIALLY IF ITS TOO QUIET??
“…so when I was little I saw this bird..?”
“Axl please..it’s 4:00 am I just want sleep.”
“…okayyyyy..? Anyways so this bird—“
sassy redhead asshole but we love him!!
It’s 1:30 am. PLEASE SAVE ME.
I haven’t written a new rocker so here’s ginger!!
Tysm anon, ily!
Divider creds go to: enchanthings
Likes, comments and reblogs are appreciated, :3 Tysm
Authors Note: Another request, honestly I love writing for izzy so I'll never complain lol. (also I am wildly in love with this picture)
Warnings: Cussing, fingering!
There you were, sitting in between your boyfriend Izzy's legs, your back pressed against his chest and his large hands enveloping your tiny fingers, pressing them to the neck of his beloved guitar. You were wildly turned on, feeling Izzy slightly tap your thigh, setting a rhythm.
"So here, you put your fingers here, here, and here" He placed your fingers on the correct strings. "Now, do you remember all that?"
"Hopefully," You giggled, you started playing the song slowly, your fingers almost moving themselves. You couldn't see it but Izzy was smiling lightly, he was impressed by your capability to learn so quickly, he was also turned on. Seeing your hands move up and down on the neck of the guitar, it drove him crazy.
He moved your hair to the side, setting soft kisses on the nape of your neck, his calloused hands grabbed your hips, pulling you closer to him. You continued the short song, trying to focus on the music instead of the large bulge pressed against your lower back.
Your fingers faltered, shaking lightly. You stopped playing when you Izzy running his hand down in between your thighs.
"Keep playing," He mumbled, his hands struggling for a short second to unzip your acid-washed jeans, his hand slid under your panty thong, all while biting and sucking lightly at your neck and shoulder. His hand dove in between your folds, chuckling at the scrambled notes you were playing. The song came to an end and you stopped, your head leaning to the side.
"Izz can I-" You started, panting slightly.
"No, again," He interrupted.
"Bu-" You moaned lightly.
"I said again," He spoke lowly.
Your fingers found the way to the first chord, you played, messing up here and there. Izzy's hand rubbed your clit in small circles, applying decent pressure. His left hand gripped your breast, kneading lightly. You moaned again, your legs starting to shake.
"You look so hot playing my guitar lovey," He whispered into your ear.
Your legs clamped shut, hoping he'd stop and let you turn around. He forced your legs open.
"Tsk tsk tsk baby," He said. "Let me touch"
He bit your earlobe lightly before rubbing you again, enjoying your little pants and moans. You continued playing, your legs quickly started to shake again, you moaned, the coil burning hot in your stomach.
"good fuck Izz," You moaned out before cumming on his hand. He pulled his hand from in between your legs, he quickly shoved his fingers in your mouth, making you lick them clean. You finished the song and quickly got up before he could say anything, he scooted to the edge of the mattress watching you set down the guitar on it's stand before you walked to him. You stood in front of him, his hands finding their place on your hips. He smirked up at you. Your fingers touched his shoulder, pushing him down and climbing on him to straddle his waist.
Authors Note: RAZZLE MY LOVE MY EVERYTHINGH MY BABY GIRL YASSSSS
Warnings: Cursing, uh, booze!
You giggled, jumping around with Raz. You two were drunk out of your minds as it was Razzle's 23rd birthday. You were dancing to white wedding from Billy Idol while drinking Jack Daniels. You were supposed to be taking him to Mike's for his surprise birthday party, but you were beyond drunk so you had to call Mike and tell him to bring the party there.
"Ah y/n," He sighed. "You definitely are a character huh"
"Oh hush Mikey,"You slurred. "You loooove me"
"Of course," He chuckled. "We'll be there in about half an hour or so"
You hung up the phone and walked back over to Razzle. He continued dancing like in idiot in your open living room area. He smiled.
"Razzle!" I yelled.
"What!" He asked.
"Y-you should really sit down!" I stumbled over to the chair pulling it out from the dining room table. "I have your first gift!"
He stumbled over to the chair as well, sitting down. He watched you pull out a box from one of the drawers, it was Red, with white polka dots, it was a tiny box but he wasn't worried about that.
"Is it a vile of your blood?" He looked up at you.
"Yes Razzle, as your best friend I have made it my life long dream to have you carry around a vile of my blood everywhere you go." You laugh, handing him the box. He opened it, immediately smiling at the silver bracelet. It had a few charms added to it, one was a skull, another was a top hat, and last one was a bottle shaped tiny piece of metal.
"This is so cool!" He looked like a kid, he pulled you closer and hugged your waist. You blushed a bit, feeling his head his your stomach. "Thank you y/n, you're the best-est friend ever!!"
"I know you bloody fool," You laughed pulling away, not letting your slight pain show. "I'm the best-est friend anyone could ever have because im so awesome and amazing.
His blue eyes found yours, he looked at you lovingly for a split second before looking back down. You could have sworn he was blushing.
"You know," He slurred. "I'm never ever gonna lose this"
He stood up and walked up to you, hugging you tightly.
"You smell like booze," You laughed.
"You do too," He looked down at you smiling like an idiot.
The door bell rang, you immediately knew who it was. Razzle's arm wrapped around your shoulder, and your arm wrapped around his mid-section, you stumbled over to the door laughing like mad men. Razzle threw the door open, his eyes immediately widening.
"MIKEY" He yelled, pushing you off of him and running to Mike.
Sami scootched past Raz, who was clung to Mike's front, hugging him tightly. He came up to you.
"How much have you given him?!" He laughed, pulling you into a small hug.
"Just a few bottles," You laughed, hugging back.
"happy birthday Raz," The guys said in unison.
"You guys are great," He said. "Let's get DRUNK"
"You already are drunk raz," I laughed.
"You are too, Y/n," He looked at you.
You threw your hands up defensively. Andy and Nasse brought in a few bags of alcohol. Nasse set down one of the bags, pulling out whip cream flavored vodka and smiled, you ran up to him, and grabbed his cheeks.
"You Nasty," You slurred. "Are a gift sent from god."
"Oh whatever pupu," He said smiling.
You kissed his cheek and grabbed the bottle, popping it open, and slinging back at least a quarter of the liquid. Razzle looked at Nasse with a face of disgust. You ignored him and went back to drinking. Sami sat at the record player, sorting through your records before popping in a modern talking vinyl.
You continued partying for a few hours, everyone was black out drunk. Nasty was leaned on Sami, both passed out on the couch. Mike was asleep on the floor, and Andy was slumped over the kitchen island with a bottle in his hand.
You and Razzle were still giggling, being the only two awake.
"You can sleep in my bedroom, I'll sleep on the floor out here," You slurred leading him to your room.
You walked him to the bed, before turning around.
"Y/n wait," He mumbled, getting up and walking over to you.
"This was a great birthday," He looked down at you, his hands holding yours.
"That's good Raz," You smile, cheeks rosy from the booze, and the fact that Razzle was looking at you so lovingly.
"I like you." He blurted out.
"Huh?" You looked up at him. "I think you really need to get to sleep you're very drunk"
"No Y/n," He stopped. "I really really love you, i've always been too afraid to tell you"
"I uh," You blushed. "I love you too"
"Really?" He smiled.
"Of course, i dont know how you didn't notice it to be honest. "You laughed, looking up at him lovingly.
He leaned in, looking into your eyes for permission. You nodded and kissed him gently. His hands found their way to your waist, pulling you closer against him. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders. He pulled away.
"Be my girlfriend?" He looked at you with puppy eyes.
"Of course," You smiled, grabbing his wrists and laying him down on your bed. "Now you really gotta rest."
You layed down next to him, immediately falling asleep.
THE END I know the ending was rushed sorry guys :p
Hii! I was wondering if you could do sfw headcanons for either nikki sixx or axl rose its completely up to you i dont mind :)
AXL ROSE DATING HCS
A/N: This is me proving I can still freaking write!!!2!2!2!
Am I the only one who hates Axl’s Jesus beard phase guys??
𝐍/𝐒𝐅𝐖: SFW
𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞 𝐓𝐲𝐩𝐞: Headcanons
𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝?: Yes
𝐂𝐖: Swearing, Drug Mentions, Arguments, Slight NSFW mentions, cigarettes
Okay, let’s get this aside for now, Axl is an asshole, he has his lil asshole moments with everyone, even you. BUT!!! That does NOT mean he doesn’t fucking ADORE YOU!!!
If you’re talking me probably doesn’t make like any facial expressions or any facial recognition that he’s actually paying attention which probably makes u a lil pisses but PLEASE, he’s paying attention to his baby!!!!
One way he shows his affection is def physical touch, he has no shame. None at ALL. Does not matter if you both are at the damn club, one hands on your ass and the other has you sat on his lap as he hold you close to him.
Oh and he’s such a dickwad about it, winking at you and randomly poking you to piss you off!! (KILL THIS HOE.)
or another if he can’t be touchy with you, is he shares his cigarettes with you, having you light it as he holds it in his mouth. (If you don’t smoke he’s just having you light ALLL his cigarettes.) and god forbid you hold your own cigarette, are you insane?! No pal!! U don’t get to go that!!
Sassy man apocalypse????
HE ACTUALLY IS SO SASSY.
“Axl that’s my fucking shirt!!”
“…okay..?”
WITH THE SHOULDER SHRUG AND THE SASSY ASS EYEROLL.
Of course you both have your fair share of fights and arguments, it’s Axl fucking rose.
unless it was super bad I feel like he doesn’t really know how to apologize?? So he does some sweet things, remember how I said he listens??
If you mentioned your favorite flower?? He got a bouquet, if you mentioned a little craving you’ve been having??? It’s suddenly on your kitchen counter!
it’s kind of nerve wracking having him away o. Tours
the drugs, sex and just the general thing can probably make you uneasy, and no matter how much faith you have in him it’s still a fear that maybe he’s going to cheat??
At first he was pissed, not understanding but eventually he got it.
and once he did he was hugging you close, assuring you that he would come home to you and you only. He loves you too much to leave you like that!!
also, let’s BeReal. AXL ROSE IS A YAPPER.
ESPECIALLY IF ITS TOO QUIET??
“…so when I was little I saw this bird..?”
“Axl please..it’s 4:00 am I just want sleep.”
“…okayyyyy..? Anyways so this bird—“
sassy redhead asshole but we love him!!
It’s 1:30 am. PLEASE SAVE ME.
I haven’t written a new rocker so here’s ginger!!
Tysm anon, ily!
Divider creds go to: enchanthings
Likes, comments and reblogs are appreciated, :3 Tysm
Authors Note: Per request, I have made a nasty suicide smut YOUR WELCOME GIRLIES!!! also sorry this took so long anon, I've had a busy weekend lol enjoy tho!!!
Warnings: P in V, PROTECTED (wrap your willy before you get silly) sex, cussing obv.
You stood on the side stage, your eyes glued to Nasse. The way his tall form swayed back and forth, the way his fingers moved back and forth effortlessly on the neck of his guitar. You were turned on to say the least. You were so excited to get him alone. They finished the song and bowed before walking off stage. Nasse immediately walked up to you sweaty and smiling.
"How were we?!" He smiled, pulling you into a long hug.
"You were really good tonight," you smiled lightly, you brain too focused on the idea of Nasty ramming into harshly.
"You okay love?" He asked, noticing your zoned out state.
"I need you Nasty," You leaned and whispered into his ear.
His eyes went wide before smirking down at you. He grabbed your wrist, pulling you quickly to his dressing room, the other guys from Hanoi Rocks hooted and hollered at you knowingly. You just rolled your eyes and giggled.
You eventually reached Nasty's dressing room, as soon as you entered the room, you were trapped between him and the door. He looked down at you, smirking once again. You shivered, his eyes borrowed through you. You grabbed the collar of his black-netted shirt and pulled him into you, roughly kissing his lips. His hands immediately found your ass, gripping the soft skin, kneading and pulling. He picked you up by the back of your thighs, walking you over to the couch and dropping you on it.
"You really are desperate for me huh?" He looked down at you, unbuckling his belt.
"How'd you know?" you giggled up at him.
He let out a chuckle before dropping his pants and looking at you expectingly. Your tiny hands found the waistband of his boxer shorts, you pulled them down, letting his veiny dick hit his lower stomach. It was big, so big you thought it'd hurt, but if anything it felt 100 times better. You wrapped your hand around the base, licking the pink tip before looking up at him. His hand found your cheek, his thumb running over your bottom lip. You wrapped your reddish lips around his cock, moving your head back and forth slowly.
"Faster, or you won't get anything at all." His deep Finnish accent spoke out dominantly.
You complied, your head bobbing faster and faster, his hips rocked against your face. Each time he thrusted into your mouth, your nose nudged his pubes. Your hands reached up and scratched at his hips lightly.
"Fuck Kultaseni," He groaned, his fingers twisting into your hair, pulling it somewhat roughly.
His hips faltered for just a moment before his hot seed shot into your throat, he panted, looking down at you. You swallowed every drop before leaning back.
"Lay down honey," He smiled lightly.
You layed down on the couch, forgetting that you were still wearing your tights, granted with no underwear, but no one had to know that. Nasty sat on one knee, hiking your short white dress up to your hips, his cheeks slightly pink from being so sweaty and hot. He gripped your black tights at the crotch ripping them.
"Nasse!" You whined. "Those were my last pair!"
"Shh, pupu," His hand snaked up to your mouth. "I will buy you more."
He leaned to your ear.
"Now, if I hear a single peep come out of that pretty mouth, I'm gonna stop, do you understand?" He said lowly.
You nodded, looking at him. He looked down, realizing you had no underwear on underneath your tights.
"Ah, how naughty," His fingers pulled your lips apart. "You're dripping, your that horny for me love?"
You nodded again, not wanting to make any sounds. He laughed a bit before grabbing your right leg. Nasty took your leg and hooked it over his shoulder before pushing his length into you slowly. He pulled out, before slamming back into, giving you no time to adjust to his size. Your eyes screwed shut, your hand flew to your mouth.
Nasse's hand smacked the back of your hand. "Look at me when I fuck you"
You looked up at him, your eyes rolling back into your head, before quickly looking back at him. He chuckled.
"You like that huh?" He laced his hand around your throat, choking you lightly. "You like it when I use you as my own personal toy?"
"Pl-please Nasty," You whispered, careful not to moan.
"First of all," He delivered a hard thrust to your core. "That's not my name, and what?"
"S-sorry Sir," You said. "I wanna make noise"
"Do you deserve to make noise?" He asked. "I think you should be quiet, no one gets to hear those pretty moans but me baby"
You grabbed his wrist, taking his long fingers and putting them in your mouth, you sucked on them. His eyes darkened. He sped up his thrusts, drilling into at an ungodly speed. Tears formed at the corners of your eyes, you sucked harder on his fingers. Nasty leaned down and kissed you roughly, shoving his tongue into your mouth. You panted heavily, your legs started to shake.
"Are you close?" He pulled away, and asked, still slamming into you, the black couch rocking slightly.
"Mmph," You nodded, your hands scratching down his back, more than likely leaving fingernail marks on his shoulder blades and mid back.
"Cum," He growled, the sound of skin slapping on each other filled the room. You came moaning, Nasse doing the same thing just a few short seconds later, his hot cum shooting into you, he pulled out slowly . He breathed heavily, his head on your sweaty chest.
Authors Note: This is my first time writing for David, so if this exactly his personality, or doesn't fulling seem like him, I'm sorry.
Warnings: uh, cussing? If that's even like a, warning.
There you were, sat on a couch in the recording studio. You smiled, listening to your best friend's band play. You kept your eye on one specific member though, that being the infamous David Sylvian. You had a major crush on him, and have for a while now. There's something about his complex aura that allured you. Whether it was his long bleach blonde hair that fell down his shoulders, or his river-like blue eyes, or maybe it was just all of him.
You were pulled into some sort of trance, your eyes burned from not blinking enough. You hadn't even noticed that the band had stopped, their manager calling a fifteen minute break. Richard, the keyboardist, as well as your best friend walked up to you.
"Are you crying?" He looked down at you.
"No," you laughed sheepishly. "I just forgot to blink"
"Ah," He smiled, "You bloody idiot"
you nudged his side after he sat down next to you, David on the other side of the studio, his gawked at you. You lock eyes with him for a split second before looking back at Richard and blushing.
"I'm gonna go outside for a smoke," you said. "You wanna come?"
"Nah," He said. "Don't blush too hard next time you make eye contact with Dave yeah?"
"hush," you rolled your eyes at him, and walk out, not forgetting to grab the cigarettes.
you take a few strides out to the stairs that led to the door of the roof. It wasn't much of a walk as the studio was on the last floor anyways
You open the door, immediately sighing. Chairs and small tables littered the roof, you happily waltzed over to the side of the building, the brick wall came right up to your upper stomach, right below your chest. You pulled out a cigarette, lighting it with a match and shoving the carton back into your pocket. You stared at the London sky line, Pinks, and blues as well as purples painted the sky, the sun just barely behind the tall buildings of the city.
"You must really like it up here huh?" A familiar voiced asked, getting closer.
You looked behind you, blush creeping on my face.
"Yeah," you smile at him. "It's quite peaceful you know"
"Yeah," David smiled down at you.
you offered him a cigarette, he took it gratefully. He lit it up, staring out into the sunset.
You stared at him, taking in the way his face looked in the orangish pinkish light. His eyes shone brightly, his face twitching ever so slightly. You watched the way his lips dragged the cigarette into his mouth, you were pulled into yet another trance.
"You alright?" He asked, looking at you, you could've sworn he was blushing"
"Well I uhm," you stuttered. "I'm sorry, I'm not meaning to stare, you're just really pretty."
"Thank you," His blue eyes stared into yours. You both stare at each other for a split second, time stopping dead in it's tracks. He leaned closer to you, you doing the same. He set down the cigarette on the wall, letting it still burn. You followed, blushing.
"Can I kiss you?" His eyes had a certain glimmer.
You nodded, letting his arms wrap around his waist, you put your arms around his shoulders gently, your lips falling onto one another's. David pulled you closer into him, your hands moving to caress his cheeks. He pulled his face away from yours.
"I think it's safe to say I like you, y/n," His soft English voice spoke out to you.
"I like you too," You giggled. "Do you possibly want to go on a date with me..."
You stared at him, your eyes glossed over, slightly widened.
"Only if you kiss me again," He left out a small chuckle.
You stood on your tippy toes and gave him a small kiss, before grabbing the almost finished cigarette, taking one last drag before putting it out and walking back to the door. You looked back at him, running back to him and kissing his cheek. He smiled at you.
"I'm gonna go home, call me after rehearsals?" You asked.
"Of course," He winked.
You then left, grabbing your stuff from the studio, all the guys staring at you knowingly. Richard opened his mouth.
