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The one that (almost) got away - part 2 - Slash

Creator: weirdwritingsbymeg on tumblr

Request: Thirsty Thursday Idea: The reader and Slash used to date when they were younger and a few years after they broke up they see each other again and all the love is still there and they end up hanging out and then they end up sleeping together and it's super intense and passionate and just like the first time they slept together (sent by anon)

Pairing: Slash / Saul Hudson x reader

Info: angst; 1225 words;

Y/N sighed after she closed the magazine she had been reading about Slash's new album and made her way out of the shop, after she had bought her cigarettes, and made her way to her work.

On the way, her mind kept going back to all her years with Slash. They had been the most amazing ones of her life. And they were gone almost as soon as they started...

She did her best to shake away the nostalgic and sad feeling growing around her heart and focused on walking to the hotel she worked at.

It was a short walk and soon enough she was getting inside the small staff room, changing into her uniform and walking to sit behind the front desk.

The first few hours of her shift were relatively quiet. The first clients, in fact, didn't check in until it was around 10 p.m., right before she was going to leave.

A man came in, and Y/N had instructions to make sure this check-in was as low profile as it could be. It was not exactly hard at night time, but that still meant security had to keep away some fans that had been waiting.

Y/N actually had no idea who was checking in and what all the fuss was about, but the hotel was a good one and it was near a stadium, so it was not the first time artists got a room there.

She arranged all the 6 bedrooms, picked up the keys and, since not many of her colleagues were around at this hour, she decided to take them up herself, not wanting to wait until someone finally came.

They didn't have much luggage so they were ok with carrying it themselves, thankfully, and followed Y/N to the elevator.

She had not been paying much attention to who exactly she was giving rooms to, but she had her chance as one by one they settled in each room.

She recognized most of the faces and they were from big rock bands. Guns N' Roses included.

The line-up was slightly familiar and the voice of one of them was also familiar, but Y/N had not been able to pin point who the band was until only one member was left.

As she opened the door and finally faced the guy, she found wild, curly hair, eyes covered by dark sunglasses. A hat rested on his head, he had a snake necklace resting against his chest, a leather jacket on his arm, and shiny rings adorning his fingers.

Either he didn't notice who she was, or she had changed a lot, or he had simply forgotten who she was, but Y/N could never forget him...

"Saul..." She muttered in a slightly surprised voice, hand holding on to the door knob and eyes glued to his face.

His heads turned to her and Y/N noticed his brows furrowing for a few seconds before he pulled his sunglasses off.

"Yes?"

[...]

"There has to be something you can do... anything... you're almost 18, you'll be able to live alone. You can live with me until then. And even after... please..." Slash begged, cupping the sides of her face and stroking her skin with his thumb.

Y/N smiled sadly and kisses him, putting her hands over his. "I wish there was something I could do... but I can't... you know my family... you know how much it means to them, to stick together and all that..."

Slash eyed her for a bit in silence and then pulled her for a tight hug. "I don't wanna lose you..."

"You won't..." She answered, hugging him back.

"Promise me you'll write everyday. And that you'll come back as soon as you can..." He asked, and Y/N could notice his voice getting strained.

"I promise angel... I'll come back to you..." She said, kissing him.

She stayed over at Slash's during the night and he held her for the entire time. He tried his best not to be too depressing about the whole thing, but he just couldn't be happy when he knew that the love of his life was about to leave him for God knows how long...

And no, he was not too young to know she was the love of his life.

[...]

Apparently, Y/N did keep the promise.

And he did not recognize her anymore...

"Sorry... it's just- I'm just a fan..." She tried her best to hide her pain and fully opened the door to his room. "And this is your room. Hope everything is good, and please don't hesitate to call reception if you need anything." She gave him a polite smile and left in a bit of a hurry.

Instead of going straight down, Y/N took the elevator and went to the last floor, then walked down a hallway and opened the door to the rooftop.

She went to the edge and sat down, something she did more often than not, and pulled a cigarette and a lighter from her back pocket. She lit it up and took a long drag, laying the nicotine calm the swirl of emotions inside her.

Six floors down, in his room, Slash sat in a chair in the balcony, looking ahead to the city lights and thinking about her.

She was so familiar. So... something. He could not quite pin point what he felt, or why he felt that, but he remembers a similar feeling from his teen years...

No, it could not be her... right?

There's no way they'd meet again, much less like this...

Though fate always had a funny way of playing with his life...

He had too many doubts, too many unanswered questions. But in the end, he just couldn't bring himself to believe it was her. It would be too good, too surreal.

Life had been kind to him so far but there was no way it would be this kind...

Or so he told himself.

This encounter had, anyways, left him to remember how painful it was, to lose the love of his life at such a young age.

[...]

The first week after Y/N left had been painful, the worst withdrawal he had ever gone, or would ever go through, but it still seemed like they would make it work.

They wrote each other every day or at least once a week. They called whenever they were allowed, and most important, they remained faithful.

As time went by though, things began to change.

They wrote less and less. Being so far apart made it harder to feel included in each other's lives, no matter how much they tried. Y/N's family was making her stay more and more months than they thought. Eventually months became years.

Slash's band began to grow and with that, so did the number of girls and temptations around him. He tried his best, but he didn't manage to remain faithful, and that made it even harder to write to her...

But it's not like Y/N had been a saint either...

Eventually, it seemed like Y/N would never return. And, in fact, she would not come back for another painful twelve years...

They were young. As much as they loved each other, they had to live and to grow. It was painful, the worst thing they'd ever felt... but it had to happen...