Every Girl's Dream: KISS One Shots, Imagines, and X Reader

❤️ God of Thunder, Obsessed Soul... 🖤

Era: 1970s/Gene Simmons

Original KISS Lineup

Third Person Point-of-View (flashbacks added, varying time skips)

X Reader (Y/N)

Requested by: @One_directioner4eva (based upon the Netflix movie Secret Obsession)

Warning(s): Smut, Slight Manipulation

December 1975:

"Y/N, baby, please...listen to me..." Gene pleaded, his eyes dark with emotion.

"No!!!" Y/N snapped, staring him down; her eyes rimmed with tears. "How could you, Gene?!" She then asked.

"...Y/N, please...I made a mistake...I messed up..." He admitted. "...I'm so sorry...please, baby...I love you..." He continued, trying to reason.

"For all I know, you're lying right now!!!" She stormed, her words biting into him. "I trusted you..."

"...I know you did...but-" Gene said, interjecting her sentence.

"-but that meant nothing to you!!!" Y/N continued, cutting him short in return. "Instead, you went out on tour with that worthless band and had your fun with a number of women while I sat here day and night worrying about you, missing you, and wondering if you were okay!!!"

"...I know, baby...I messed up..." He repeated. "...I know I hurt you and I was stupid for doing so..." He added. "...I'm so sorry, Y/N...please believe me..."

"Forget it, Gene!!!" She stated sharply, grabbing the suitcase that she had been packing. "You obviously only want me when it's convenient for you and anyone else you so desire any other time..."

"...Y/N...give me another chance, please..." Gene begged, almost in tears himself. "...I promise, it will never happen again...I'll change..."

"No..." Y/N refused. "...what we had...is OVER!!!"

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March 1976:

The sound of the door slamming echoed in Gene's dream, immediately jolting him awake.

It had been three months since Y/N had broken up with and left him...and for three months, he had continued to recall the same night over and over in his thoughts and dreams.

Sitting up in bed, he then turned on the lamp; his eyes falling upon the framed picture of Y/N still sitting on the nightstand.

Gently reaching for the frame, he then slowly traced his fingers along her face; every detail burned deep in his memory.

The light of her smile, the sparkle in her eyes, her laugh, her voice, all came crashing down on him in torment and reminding him of what he had lost.

"...I still love you, Y/N..." He then whispered. "...I really wish you'd come back to me..."

Setting the picture back over on his nightstand, he then laid back down; though neither comfort nor sleep came quickly or easily.

The room...the bed...and the entirety of his three-story home all now felt cold and empty without Y/N there sharing it with him.

Regret plagued him over the decisions he had made and the things he had done while on tour with KISS, giving into lonely nights on the road had him cost nothing and everything at the same time.