A/N
WELL I'M A WEST COAST STRUTTIN
ONE BAD MOTHER (fucker heh)
GOT A RATTLE SNEK SUITCASE UNDEERMY ARMS
SAID I'M A MEAN MACHINEEE *kicks chair*
BEEN DRINKIN GASOLINEEEE
i smoke pot
ciGARETTE WITH STYLEEEEE *throws duff across the room*
ANd hOnEy yOy cAn mAkE mY MotOr hUm
~Munky
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"Oh, my gosh! Axl Rose!! My fucking husband!" Some brown haired chick and her friend after the concert had somehow found the Guns N Roses tour bus (bc shes a fuckin stalker me too tbh) and saw the shimmery red hair of the singer.
Axl turned around with a grin right before he was about to walk into the bus to sleep for the night.
Two security guards came up and were about to grab the girls, but being the horny fuck Axl was, he shooed the men away and greeted the two girls with a hug.
"Holy fuck! It's Guns N Roses! Could we get a picture?" The brown haired girls friend begged, running her hands up and down the mans arm. Izzy heard the ruckus and peeked out of the bus. The sight made him throw up a little bit.
"Of course, my pretty ladies. Would you like Slash and Izzy to come out as well?" Axl smirked, watching the girls' eyes light up at the names. Okay, maybe ONE name. "I'm sure they wouldn't mind."
"OH MY GOD, SLASH!" The girls screamed in delight at the idea. Once they finished freaking out, the girls friend frowned and cocked her head.
"Who's Izzy?"
Is she fucking serious right now? Izzy's face turned red as he ducked his head into the tour bus, hiding so he was peeking out of the window, gripping the curtains in anger. Who's Izzy? I'm the guitarist! I write the fucking songs! Izzy thought furiously, about to pull a Axl Rose and run out yelling, but he took a deep breath and continued watching.
"Oh-Uh..." Axl scratched the back of his neck, face turning red at the dumb question. "He-He's nothing important."
Izzy's heart stopped. His face drooped. His knuckles turned white, gripping the fabric harder.
"Come on, babes. Let's take a picture." Axl grinned, glad the girl's faces perked up and grinning as he realized he might have two good fucks tonight to pound the rest of the adrenaline in his veins from the concert into. The girls giggle, forgetting about Slash and most of all, Izzy.
The black haired guitarist frowned, gritting his teeth together and pulling the curtains closed with such anger he was sure Axl noticed out of the corner of his lust filled eyes.
He stomped into the back of the tour bus, stripping into his boxers and flopping onto the bed, groaning in annoyance into the soft pillow of his bottom bunk in the back of the tour bus. Axl's bed was on top of his.
When he closed his eyes and was on the brink of sleep, he heard giggling and footsteps stumbling into the room full of bunk beds that all the boys used on tour.
"H-Hey, Izzy?"
Izzy's head shot up and he narrowed his eyes, lips pursed into a straight line as he came eye to eye with Axl Rose, the two girls clinging onto him.
"Do you mind if we, uh, use this room for a bit?" The moonlight from outside of the bus bounced off of Axl's eyes, turning them a bright green like a mermaid. He's fucking gorgeous. Izzy thought in anger. Axl must've saw how intense Izzy was staring because he gave a slight smile and shifted a little.
"Is that a yes?"
"Whatever." The guitarist grumbled, hauling a couple blankets off his bed and moving to the next room to make a bed on the couch. Axl looked a little guilty and Izzy swore he was about to apologize, but one of the girls palmed his crotch and Izzy was forgotten.
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"Thank God it's morning." Izzy huffed to himself as he felt the sunlight warm his pale face. He got up, stretching his muscles, then froze when he heard a quick knock on the door. One of his managers peeked in with a sweaty face.
"Hey, man. Think you could wake up those girls in the back?" The man grunted, rolling his eyes. "We gotta get going and back on the road."
Izzy nodded, obeying with a snort and standing up, hand on the handle of the door to the bunks with a hesitant sigh. He walked in, greeted by three figures snoring on one of the bunks. His bunk. Fuck Axl Rose.
All three of the people were naked as Izzy shook the two girls awake.
"Hey. Wake up." Izzy said bluntly, shaking the girls out of their slumbers. They mumbled, groaning and blinking their eyes open. "We need you to get out of here."
"Ughhh, but why?" The brunette exaggerated, sitting up and putting a hand on Axl's bruised and bitten chest. He was still sleeping, chest rising and falling in little puffs, drool seeping out of his mouth and onto Izzy's pillow.
"Just-Just get the fuck out, okay?" Izzy growled. He had enough of these girls. He had enough of Axl. Axl and his damn good looking body, charming smile, deep voice and smooth hair-
"Geez, no need to be rude." The blonde snapped, throwing on some clothes and walking out of the room with the other girl trailing behind her.
Izzy sighed, sitting on the edge of the bed and watching Axl. He seemed so peaceful, like nothing bad could happen in the world. The black haired boy yawned, eyes drooping as he realized how tired he was. The three were making so much noise last night, he couldn't sleep at all.
He laid down gently, laying his head on the singer's chest, listening to the sound of his heart. He felt Axl shift under him, but he didn't wake, only moved so he was spooning Izzy, wrapping his tattooed arms around the smaller man.
After a couple minutes, Izzy grumbled, shaking his head. What was he doing? He was supposed to be mad at him! Axl had said Izzy wasn't important!
Izzy sat up, throwing Axl's soft arms off him. Now that woke up the redhead.
Axl groaned, sitting up and running his hand through his long hair, blinking and grinning at Izzy.
"Hey, Izz." Axl croaked, smiling at the now flustered boy. Izzy's sight flickered down to his friends lap, catching a glance at the mans dick. The guitarist gulped, not looking away as his face turned red. Oh, the thing he would do to that cock.
"See something you like?" Axl smirked, reaching up and toying with his nipple piercing and staring as Izzy looked anywhere to not look at his dick.
"S-Shut up." Izzy stumbled, reaching up to play with a strand of his black hair. It was a nervous quirk of his. "Just, stop."
"Stop what?" Axl cocked his head to the side and widened his eyes, staring at Izzy and blinking twice.
"Stop being so damn hot!" Izzy spat out, not caring how stupid that sounded. Axl snorted. "Stop being so attractive and making me forgive you so easily! I'm supposed to be mad at you."
"Why are you mad?"
"You said I wasn't important."
Axl's smile drooped into a frown and he dropped his gaze to look at his hands.
"I-I didn't mean that, Izzy. You know that."
"No-No you did mean it. You always do. I'm sick of not getting fucking credit when I'm the one writing the fucking songs and keeping this band from plummeting to shit!" He was yelling now, eyes watering as he scrunched his nose and frowned at his singer.
"Izzy... I'm sorry. You-You do tons of stuff for me and I really haven't been a good friend. And a good bandmate. I really am sorry." Axl sighed. He really did mean it.
When Izzy didn't say anything, Axl leaned over and grabbed his friend, pulling him into his arms and wrapping him in a tight hug.
"S-Stop!" Izzy squirmed, trying to escape the mans grasp. "I'm mad at you!"
"Mhm, sure you are."
"No-really, I am!"
Axl grinned, pulling them both down and wrapping their bodies into the covers. Izzy grumbled, burrying his head into Axl's bare chest, enjoying the heat radiating from the other mans body.
"Izzy, I'm really sorry." Axl whispered, pulling him closer and stroking the guitarists soft, raven like hair.
"It's okay." Izzy sighed, wrapping his legs around Axl's waist. "I'm still mad though."
"Whatever you say."
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A/N
DOES ANYONE WATCH DON'T HUG ME, I'M SCARED??? I'M DYING I LOVE IT SO MUCH BEST SHOW ON YOUTUBE EVER!!!
Also, I'M BACKkKKKKkKkKkkKk!!!!!!!1111!!!!11!!1
I was at camp and it was really fun! Missed writing tho.
My brother got me a Slash poster and it's so sicK! I also go Slash's biography and I'm so excited to start reading it!! WOOOOOOOOOOOOooooo
AND I'M FOR SURE SEEING GNRS ON SEPTEMBER 4TH I'M SO PUMPED Y'ALL DON'T EVEN KNOW!!!!!!
I love Led Zeppelin.
~MuNkY