✨ 𝙴𝙻𝙴𝙲𝚃𝚁𝙾𝚁𝙾𝙲𝙺 ✨ [NSR x reader]

✧ What you won't give for this. ✧

so hey, the final chapter for the story part of this book, kinda epic. endings for each character coming soon! writing my ass off for them 💖

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"I'll be fine, promise! You guys go!" You shouted, waving your fellow artists off onto the flying limo. Eve dashed up to you and gave you one last hug before rushing back on.

"Good luck, (Y/N)!"

You winked at her and broke into a swift run, jumping down from your roof and onto buildings below, heading straight for NSR tower. With your trusty bass and a well (P/N) on your back, you were euphoric. For some reason. Back on your feet and feeling ready for anything, you smiled. A fat, happy, delighted, overjoyous smile, even as you huffed rapidly, bounding towards the tower.

Approaching the bridge, you peered up at the very peak of the tower, seeing everyone's murals shattered and flames reaching out of their empty spaces. Bunk Bed Junction was already there. For how long?

Sprinting inside, there really was nobody. Some interns and essentials appeared here and there but it was silent. Ugh, you were not used to hearing that. (P/N) nuzzled into your neck, trying to console you.

The elevator lagged up, holding you impatiently inside. Dammit, there was no time for crappy design!

Reaching the top, you dashed out and down the hallway of awards. Hearing a bustle on the other side of the door, you rammed into it, shoving it open with your shoulder.

"Tati!"

"(Y/N)?"

"(Y/N)!?"

"May? Zuke!?"

"(Y/N)?"

"KLIFF!?"

As you burst in, there were the 3 you knew were supposed to be here. Then there's the redheaded soulless asshole.

As the confusion concluded, you strided next to a baffled Tatiana, glaring holes into Kliff's head. Ugh. This guy.

"Wait wait wait, you guys know each other too!?" Mayday puzzled to herself.

"Unfortunately," You spat. "This assface tried to get me to go full rock for a year! The emails and letters were creepy, dude!"

"I only did what I knew would be best for you and your career!"

"Bullshit, you wanted a Kul Fyra clone."

"Well take a look around you guys. Rock rulez, baby!"

"Don't flatter yourself too much. We saw the readings. The energy output those two knuckleheads produced is the same as ours." Tatiana scoffed.

"Energy output? Energy output!? Who cares about that!"

"Hey, I care!" Mayday jumped in.

"Yeah! It's the reason we started this music revolution. It matters!" Zuke fumed right after.

"No, what really matters is that we get to see how wrong Miss Tatiana and (S/N) here really are." Kliff prattled.

"Eat dirt, you piece of plank." The two of you snapped in unison. Kliff's face went gloomy.

"Do you finally understand how bad you treated me, Fyra? I used to be your biggest, number 1 fan! I supported you through thick and thin. Everyone turned on you when The Goolings disbanded, but I stood with you! That's how much rock matters to me. That's how much you matter to me! And after we went through all that hardship, you simply gave up and took the easy way out; you abandoned rock."