Punk Gaara x Goth reader

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A/N: I am shit at describing clothes. Where my goth girls at?
Music is Whore by In This Moment, one of my favourite, go back to vote though, I don't have anymore ideas.

(F/D) favourite drink

(Y/N) yawned lightly, as she started to look around the place. Everything was dark and everyone blended in with the atmosphere. People either head banging or moving to the music in the mosh pit that was quickly forming.
Bringing a light smile to your face, she loves coming to these goth raves, or even vampire balls. No one judged you for what you wore, or how you acted. They just accepted you, and joined in with you refusing to join those other cliques that seemed to form in every situation you've been in.
Not mention the music was great, and the boys were hot too, you noted watching a couple of punk boys walk by while you sipped at your (F/D).
Already feeling the light buzz from the alcohol, you licked at your darkened lips lightly when you made eye contact with a boy who looked about your age, but you could've been wrong punks and goths always seemed to hide they're true age until they've actually told you.
His light green eyes stood out of his attire, which was a black hoodie, choker, black pants and a spiked belt, and finally black boots. Dark rings around his eyes, messy red hair, a single lip piercing, and gothic wristbands surrounding his arms.
Dear god, this is the punk boy of your dreams, and it seemed he liked what he saw as well, you could see and feel his eyes running over you as if taking everything in.
While you wore, a black skirt with a couple of pentagrams on it, fishnets thigh highs, leather black boots, a vest with various chains on it, and your choker that connect to your wristbands via chains. Your makeup was dark, your eyes giving a Smokey look, and your lips painted black.
Brushing your (H/C) hair away from your eyes you continued you stared at your new interest. You watched him look you over a few more times before he made eye contact once again, smirking as you raised a eyebrow lightly at him.
Deciding to play along, you smirked back and moved your way to the middle of the where the mosh pit was dissipating, as Whore by In this Moment started playing.

You're hips moving lightly as the guitar started playing, and the lyrics started coming in as well. Feeling his eyes never leave you.

I'm the girl you've been thinking about
The one thing you can't live without
I'm the girl you've been waiting for
I'll have you down on your knees
I'll have you begging for more

You turned and made eye contact once again, starting to sing with Maria as she continued on.

You probably thought I wouldn't get this far
You thought I'd end up in the back of a car
You probably thought that I'd never escape
I'd be a rat in a cage, I'd be a slave to this place

Closing your eyes you continue to sing and dance with her, as others were joining in and dancing as well.

You don't know how hard I fought to survive
Waking up alone when I was left to die

Sometimes you felt like this represented you, the hard life you've had to live thanks to a toxic relationship you've been stuck in for most of your teen years.

You don't know about this life I've led
All these roads I've walked
All these tears I've bled

So how can this be?
You're praying to me
As I look in your eyes

You opened your eyes to see him staring intensely.

I know just what that means
I can be, I can be your everything
I can be your whore!

You screamed with her, matching her tone impressing others as you continued to sing. You practiced a lot.

I am the dirt you created
I am your sinner
And your whore
But let me tell you something baby
You love me for everything you hate me for

You felt someone grab your hips and start dancing with you, but instead of pushing them away you just danced along smirking when you saw his eye narrow.

I'm the one that you need and fear
Now that you're hooked, it's all becoming clear
That all your judgments that you placed on me
Was a reflection of discovery
So maybe next time when you cast your stones
From the shadows of the dark unknown
You will crawl up from your hiding place
Take a look in the mirror
See the truth in your face

You raised a hand and beckoned him to come, still smirking when he did.

So how can this be?
You're praying to me
As I look in your eyes
I know just what that means
I can be, I can be your everything

He moved in front of you and replaced the person you were with effortlessly, keeping his eyes staring intensely into yours. Even as you started to scream again.

I can be your whore
I am the dirt you created
I am your sinner
And your whore
But let me tell you something baby
You love me for everything you hate me for

You pulled him forward using his choker, feeling his body closer to yours.

I am the dirt you created
I am your sinner
And your whore
But let me tell you something baby
You love me, you want me, you need me
Well I can be your whore
I am the dirt you created
I am the sinner
And your whore
But let me tell you something baby
You love me for everything you hate me for
Let me tell you something baby
You love me for everything you hate me for
You love me for everything you hate me for

As you finished you, heard people cheering and clapping for you, seeming they enjoyed the small concert, but you were fixated on the man in front of you. Your hands moving over his shoulders to his back, as he stayed close to since you pulled him closer. His mouth blowing cold breaths onto your ear, while his hands moved over your hips.

"My name is Shukaku" he whispered lightly. A true name, or an alias, it wasn't unusual, most people had them even you. It was just something most gothic people liked to be called instead of their given name.

"I'm Aria" you whispered back, playing with the hem of his sweater.

"Let's get out of here?" He asked already pulling you with him,

"Yes" you followed effortlessly, walking with him into the dead of night. Down the dirt road, that lead away from the abandoned warehouse, to his car that was left up further by the main road. Until you decided to break the silence. "Do we always have to do the whole, punk boy meets goth girl. Every time we go to a goth rave or vampire ball?" You asked linking your fingers with his.

"Of course" he answered taking his hand away only to pull you closer by wrapping his arm around your waist. "Don't tell me you don't enjoy it, especially when you decided to show everyone how well you can scream" he smirked again, seeing you blush lightly.

"I wouldn't if they didn't play my favourite song" You retorted cuddling closer "not my fault you always request it"

He hummed lightly, before pulling out his keys, to unlock the doors to his car up ahead "I always love to hear the song we met to" smirking at you.

Smirking back, you leaned up to kiss him "I can be your whore~".

Yes you will never forget the night you met your perfect punk boy, to that very song. Or the day he asked you to be his, goth queen.

A/N: keep voting, this is just something I had around at the time and wanted to post.

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