. ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ݁ . ⊹ ₊ ݁. jealousy, jealousy. ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ જ⁀➴
a/n: just a little something cause I felt like I needed to post something <3
"Hey Roddie!"
You exclaimed when you walked into Rodrick's band practice. It was the first time you'd visited him when he was around all his friends, and all their jaws dropped.
"Hey babe.." Rodrick said back and smiled softly. You stepped through the dirty floor of the garage in your high heels to go give Rodrick a hello kiss while all his friends looked at you in shock.
The garage reeked of cigarettes that they probably smuggled from the gas station, and there were old pizza boxes on the floor. You hates that garage with a passion, but you could handle staying for 2 hours to support your Rodrick.
All his friends were such...losers. Barely ever even looked at any girls other than in those bikini model magazines, so they were pretty surprised when Rodrick showed up one day, boasting about finally pulling a girl. Especially one of the prettiest girls any of them had ever seen.
Rodrick hated how his friends looked at you, though. Like they all wanted you. Which in reality, they all probably did. Rodrick would pull you aside during one of their 5 minute breaks and grab you gently by the waist, while whispering little praises to you and making you giggle.
"Your hair looks really pretty today.."
or
"You smell nice..new perfume?"
But when he looked away from you for two seconds to get a soda, one of his friends, Mike, was already finding a way to talk to you. "So...uh..how's your day been.." His friend said awkwardly.
"Fine." You said back, blandly and uninterestedly. He tried keeping conversation until Rodrick walked back over, and Mike scurried away, back to his electric guitar.
Mike kept this up the WHOLE band practice, and Rodrick had his last straw when he caught him trying to get a peek at your ass. Rodrick gently but firmly pulled you behind him and suddenly shoved Mike. "The fuck are you doing?"
"Uh..I-I-" Mike stuttered. Rodrick wasn't having it. "If you don't stop checking out MY girlfriend, I swear to GOD, I'll-"
"She's hot, what can I say?!" Mike cuts him off. Rodrick was absolutely flabberghasted. He then grabbed Mike by the collar and forcefully pushed Mike out of the garage, causing him to fall on the hard pavement. A few of the other band members gasped.
"You're out of the fuckin' band." Rodrick muttered. "What? You can't-"
"I SAID YOU'RE OUT."
He then threw Mike's electric guitar at him, denting the guitar. "Whatever...fuck you.." Mike muttered and scurried off.
Rodrick then turned back to you. "Are you okay, beautiful? Was he bothering you? 'Cause he was seriously pissin' me off."
"You didn't have to do that for me.."
"Yes. Yes I did." He smiled and roughly kissed your cheek.
"But now I need to find a new guitarist..great."
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