"My hero..."
Aether x Ghoul! Reader
Notes: Very short, implied past romantic/sexual relationship between reader and Aether, reader is a backup singer, set during a concert in the impera era, gender neutral reader, no y/n used, heavily inspired by Eminems "superman" (also recommend listening to it while reading), grammar errors.
Humming to the tune of mummy dust, you harmonised with your fellow ghouls, your vocals getting louder by the second, your bandmates followed your lead and you couldn't help but smile. Nodding to your fellow vocalists, holding up your cape in pride. Your foot tapped against the bottom of your microphone before gently holding it in place. It kept wobbling every time you'd jump or dance, it was making you worried. What if it fell? It would surely make a mighty crash.
Rolling your hips slowly to the beat, your hands grabbed onto the microphone stand, your foot returning to its original spot. You hummed to yourself as you danced to the music, but your moment was quickly cut off by a loud guitar riff coming your way. Looking down from your platform you saw Aether, the rhythm guitarist, standing right in front of you. He wasn't even looking at his guitar, he was focused on you. Just you. You huffed, making a 'shoo' motion with your hand.
He placed a hand over his heart, it was like he was saying 'you wound me' with only a motion of his hand. He was definitely laughing, you could see it with the way his chest moved, the chest you used to sleep on. Shaking your head you stuck out your tongue at him as you backed away from your mic, swaying your hips before dancing properly. He seemed to enjoy that, he lifted his guitar up to you before doing an up and down motion with the instrument.
Chuckling to yourself, you merely waved your hand at him, he was definitely trying to convince you to come down from your platform. Wiggling a finger at him, you turned around shaking your hips before jumping, but that action seemed to have broken the camels back. Your microphone wobbled before quickly picking up speed and going down. Turning around you tried to catch but failed, but someone did the task for you. Aether. He spun around the moment he saw the microphone stand coming for him, he raised an arm, catching it in his big hand. The crowd clearly noticed this, they let out little cheers and whoops at his victory.
Rolling your eyes, you took the mic from him, placing it back on your mini-stage. Turning your head to the huge crowd, you raised your fist to them. Making the cheer louder. Another loud riff from below. Rolling your shoulders you made a 'come here' motion with your hand at him. He seemed almost giddy, jumping like a little rabbit, before he made his way up the steps to your platform. Shuffling to the edge to make room for his bigger stature, you raised your cape again, and Aether took this as a signal on where to stand. He slowly moved over and stood Infront of your cape, it almost draped over his shoulders due to how close you two were.
"You know, this will get you nowhere." You whispered in his ear before quickly singing a note, Aether followed in suit, harmonising with you before you both pulled away. "We'll see." He murmured back. "You could always end up in my bed again."
