(Art creds to artist I can't find them)
Rain.
Too much rain. Slash loved Washington but God, the rain. He couldn't stand it.
He was sitting on a couch in the small hotel they rented, just staring outside.
Pitter patter.
Drip drop.
Splat splat.
He hated the damn rain.
It was one of the days that the boys had a day off and everyone seemed to have plans besides Slash. So he decided to stay in his hotel, sitting on a couch and stare at the goddamn rain. He was going to go insane if he stayed like this.
The lights were turned off and it was about 5 at night, but because it was November, the dark swallowed the sun earlier. A gray mist hung in the air above Seattle, and Slash watched as the rain splattered sideways, tapping against the window.
He sighed, a lonely feeling in his chest as he pictured Axl and Izzy probably at a party having the time of their lives without him. He frowned, scrolling on his phone, the light illuminated his face in the dim lit room.
Slash was dosing off, the rain starting to become white noise in the background as he lolled to sleep, head tilted to the side, resting on an imaginary shoulder. He opened his eyes wearily, staring at a crack in the gray wall, depression filling him up like lead, weighing him to the couch.
All of a sudden-
"Slasher!"
Slash jolted up, the lead disappearing into thin air as he panicked to look at the intruder.
"Uh, you alright there, bud?" Steven giggled at Slash's shocked face. The boy was carrying a bag full of things that he set on the marble kitchen island.
"Steven." Slash breathed out a sigh of relief, combing his hands through his hair to calm his beating heart. "What are you doing here?"
Steven smiled a warm smile that seemed to melt all of Slash's sadness away.
"Axl shot me a text and said that you've been down lately." He said, hand on his hip as he studied the room. "So I am here to help. And I will start by turning on some damn lights because it's dark as hell in here and I'm pretty sure you aren't a vampire."
Steven chuckled at his own joke, flipping on the light switch, causing Slash to blink frantically.
"Are you a vampire?"
Slash shook his head, still shaken from the sudden energy in his hotel room. He plopped back onto the couch, watching Steven as he pulled stuff out of the bag he carried.
"Here!"
Steven threw a little fluffy penguin stuffed animal at the rocker, who caught it surprisingly, and gave it a squeeze.
"Stuffed animals always make people happy." Steven grinned a cheesy smile, rummaging through the bag some more, pulling out items such as movies, tissues, even food and some CD's.
"Thank you for doing this Steven." Slash croaked out giving a small smile, still trying to process what was going on. He looked down at the small stuffed animal, stroking its soft fur.
"Ooo! Ooo! I brought this!" Steven giggled, running up to the couch and hopping onto the soft surface next to Slash. He held up a movie.
"Marley and me." He said, "It's about a doggy, Axl said I was too wuss to watch it because the dog dies in the end, but I wanna prove him wrong! And you can prove to him that I didn't cry because you'll be watching it with me."
Slash shook his head and chuckled.
"Any more magical things you have in your magical witch purse?" The curly haired man asked, watching as Steven leaped up off the couch back to the kitchen to where his bag was.
"I got hot cocoa!" He cheered, holding up chocolate mix and marshmallows. "How many mallows you want, Slasher?"
Slash thought for a moment.
"Ten."
"Ten?"
"Eleven."
"How about twelve?"
"Whatever makes you happy, bud." Slash chuckled.
Once they were all settled in, Steven clicked play on the TV, handing Slash his cocoa and cuddling into his side, wrapping a blanket around them. Slash felt happy.
"I'm scared." Steven whispered as the movie started.
"Why are you scared? It's a puppy!" Slash cracked up. "Just like you. You remind me of a puppy."
"I do?" Steven cocked his head to the side, eyes widening.
"See!" Slash laughed, pointing at Stevens now red face. "You are just like a puppy!"
Steven barred his teeth, growling, then pouted and looked back at the movie.
Slash set his cocoa down, wrapping his arms around his bandmate, who smiled and curled up closer to the rocker. He leaned on Slash's chest, letting out a happy sigh and watching the puppy leap around on the screen.
During the movie, there was actually a scene where it indicated the two main characters having sex, to which Steven responded to by screaming and hiding under the covers. Slash grabbed Steven protectively, making sure he couldn't see.
"Is it over?" Steven whispered under the blanked. Slash laughed and lifted the blanket up and over his head, revealing the screen to the smaller man.
"Yes, it's over, and all they did was kiss, Steven. The movies PG."
Steven's face reddened and he giggled, smiling up at the larger man.
The movie was almost over and the scene where Marley was going to be buried was coming up. Slash looked at Steven to see if he was alright. The blonde's eyes were trained to the TV. His bottom lip quivered and his eyes were glossed over.
Slash rubbed his back gently.
"Hey, don't cry." Slash cooed, switching places with Steven and now being the one to comfort.
"B-but, she can't be dead." He whimpered, bringing the blanket closer to his chin, cuddling up to Slash more. Slash sighed, leaning against the small man and pulling him close. Steven sniffled. Slash watched a tear fall down his pretty face, causing the tough man to start to get glossy eyed.
Steven fell asleep.
Pearl Jam was playing in the background softly on the old CD player Slash dug up. It was ironic Steven brought the CD because Pearl Jam was actually from Seattle.
Rain.
Slash was back to the rain. TV off, Steven in his arms, lights turned off.
The man frowned at the raindrops chasing each other down the window, moonlight filling them up with milky light. He then turned to the man in his arms.
Soft.
Safe.
Slash smiled at the rain.
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A/N
Wow lol I actually wrote this when I was having a panic attack and metal breakdown, I'm surprised it turned out decent😂
Sorry, I wrote another oneshot about them in Seattle again, it's just that it's always so daMN RAINY HERE UGHHHH!!!!!
Oh, during the writing session of this, Hurt by Johnny Cash came on and uh yeah I had a damn breAKDOWN AND CRIED SO I MADE STEVEN CRY AND I WAS JUST LIKE WOWIE I NEED SLEEEEEPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!! That song physically hurts (😏) me.
Well, hope you enjoyed my friends. What should I do next?
~Munky