Sore - A Chris Motionless Fanfiction

Chapter 1

Kat's P.O.V

That evening it was a wild concert, the crowd practically trying to reach the singer, known as Chris Motionless, who was singing up on stage. After the whole performance of singing and screaming, I was waiting over by the merch tables to speak to him, refraining from biting at my freshly done nails, which were something I enjoyed doing on my free time.

I reached up to my head to re-adjust my black beanie, and ran my fingers through my blonde hair, fliddling with the tips of it. I had oh so much to ask, so much I wanted to say it felt like I was going to explode.

The feeling of possibly embarrassing myself was killing me. My name is Kat Redfield, and this is my encounter with Chris Motionless.

Im kinda short, well, compared to him, about 5'1" (5'2" if I give myself the benefit of the doubt). I have a tiny petite stature, not skinny like a stick but also not too big, the perfect mix of the two I guess.

That evening I was wearing a motionless in white tank top which across the chest read the words 'Infamous' in red capital letters, a pair of my black shorts and black combat boots. The one thing I guess that made me stick out like a sore thumb, would have to be my eyes.

I was always that one kid in highschool with the blue eyes, and when I say blue I mean sky blue, really light but bright blue. Well lets just move onto what was going on, other than me describing what I look like, yeah?

While I was nervously standing there, I happened to hear footsteps coming up behind me, and me slightly on edge turn around quickly only to knock into something hard, causing me to loose my footing and fall backwards with a yip of surprise before feeling a pair of long, strong and warm arms wrap around me, pulling me against a warm chest, stopping me from falling.

Opening my eyes to look up at who it was, standing there, and holding me up, was well...you can only guess. Chris Motionless himself, his skin shining slightly from the sweat worked up from being on stage, his shoulder length hair falling partially in his face as he brushed it back slightly with one hand, holding me with the other.

I stared in shock for a minute before regaining myself, my cheeks turning a dark crimson in embarrassment as I backed from his arms, begrudgingly, and hung my head. "I-I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to, I just...I wasn't paying attention where I was going..."

When I looked up, I saw a slight smile plastered on his pierced lips "Don't worry about it, are you okay? That would have hurt if you hit the ground, and then I'd feel kinda bad that you got hurt."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing, oh God. His voice was even nicer in person. Holy SHIT he's even hotter in person. I tired my best to keep my calm composure, internally flipping my shit, royally.

"I'm fine, thanks. But uhm, changing the subject-" I stopped, internally facepalming at my wording. "I mean....uh, well, I loved your show, it was awesome! I finally got to see you live, and got the chance to come up to the merch tables to say hi. So, hi!"

I got a slight chuckle from the MUCH taller male, who pat me on the head. "Thanks, I'm glad you enjoyed it. Hello to you too. What's your name, im sure you already know who I am." I couldn't help but laugh at his comment, but nodded.

"My name's Kat, and yes, I know who you are, hehe.." I couldn't help but let out a tiny giggle, but still, I had to look up to see him. Damn, I hate being short.

I was snapped out of my thoughts by a poke on the cheek. "So, how long have you been a fan of the band?" I blinked and scratched the back of my head. "A good three years, I just haven't had the chance to come see you, with collage and stuff..So I was thrilled when I got the chance to. I also got you something, well, I've been putting it together for a while, it was really difficult to do, but I did it and I'm proud of it."

Chris raised one of his drawn on eyebrows, tilting his head to the side slightly, his long hair following it, as I nodded, reaching into my black bat shaped satchel, and pulling out a small box, handing it to him. "I hope you like it."
Gently taking the gift, he began to carefully unwrap it, and lay the wrappings on the nearby chair, opening the box, his eyes staring at the contents in slight surprise, before a wide grin formed on his lips. "Its wonderful, I love it! Thanks Kat."

He patted me on the head again like a kitten. Well, I guess it makes sense, my nickname has always been 'kitten'. But his comment made me happy, you know, the warm fluffy feeling inside.

Chris' P.O.V

I looked at her with a curious gaze. A present? Well, this should be quite interesting indeed. I wondered what it is, just looking at the box, gently taking it from her, examining it for a minute before starting to undo the wrapping paper and the ribbon.

She made it quite nicely wrapped and I would feel bad If I ruined the wrapping paper, so I placed the items on the nearby chair. I slowly removed the lid to the box, and my jaw practically dropped, before I grinned widely.

Inside the box was a limited edition Nightmare Before Christmas DVD, a sally and jack keychain and two figurines, brand new and packaged, of Sally and Jack. I took the box and placed the lid back on, setting it down before reaching my hand up and petting her head, oh so tempted to mess her hair, it was so fucking poofy!

"Its wonderful, I love it! Thank you Kat." I truly did love it, I was so going to watch the movie when we went on the road to the next venue.