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The one that (almost) got away - part 3 - 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: fluff and very, very light angst; 1083 words;

The next night, Y/N also had the night shift. Her colleague still had to leave, so for now she sat at the bar, meditating over her whiskey.

She could not get Slash out of her head, no matter how much she tried. It's like she was a teen in love all over again, with her crush taking up her thoughts the entire time.

Once, that had been the most amazing feeling of all time. Now, it caused her more pain that anything she had ever felt and possibly would ever feel.

The worst part, was that there was news about him and his music all around her. She had no where to escape to...

The best she could do was not listen to the radio, not watch TV, not read magazines or newspapers... great...

While she sat at the bar all by herself, Slash came in, not that she noticed. He sat a few seats away, with the same sunglasses and hat from last night, and ordered whiskey as well. They had spent years sharing bottles since they learned how much they liked it.

He glanced briefly around the bar and his eyes fell on Y/N, almost as if he felt drawn to her.

Since she was not looking, he took his time studying her face and trying to understand where he had met her.

Her hair was pulled on a pony tail, which made it easy for him. Her face was the most beautiful he had ever seen, and most traits were so familiar, something that his brain associated with his teen years. It calmed him, it made a warmth spread in his chest...

He was trying to hold himself back from going up to her, but eventually his heart had annoyed him enough, so he got up and took a seat right by her side.

"Hm... Sorry to bother ... I know this might sound weird but... have we met before?"

His voice had scared her, since she hadn't even heard him come in or order, and she turned to the side, a bit startled, which made him smile apologetically.

"I didn't mean to scare you..." He explained, rubbing the back of his neck with his hand.

Y/N shook her head and smiled. "I was distracted, it's not your fault." She then remained silent, trying to decide between lying to him and telling him that they had never met, or telling him the truth. "We-"

She did not have the chance to answer, because the previous receptionist had finished and had called her to work. Slash's head snapped towards the voice at the name. Y/N... the name was so familiar, it made him feel the exact same way he did when he looked at her.

"I have to go, I'm sorry..." Y/N said, getting up, finishing her whiskey and then making her way to the reception.

Slash nodded, understanding she had to work, but his heart kept telling him to follow her.

He ignored it. He'd be staying at that hotel for another week, he would have more time to ask her...

He finished his drink faster than he planned and went back to his room.

Y/N... Y/N... the named echoed inside his head like a mantra. He said it out loud on his way back to the room, and after a few times, it hit him like a ton of bricks.

Y/N... Y/N Y/L/N...

He could literally bang his head against the wall in frustration. How the fuck had he been this stupid?! How many drugs had he actually taken in his life time that had made him forget the one person he promised himself he would never forget?!

"Stupid! Fucking- holy shit how can I be this stupid?!" He pulled his sunglasses off and rubbed his face in frustration.

He was wondering if he should go down and talk to her... she was working, maybe it was not the best idea... maybe he could ask her when did she finish and then talk to her... yeah, that seemed a good idea.

With that objective in mind, Slash made his way back to the reception and waited until she was finished with some guests before going up to her.

"Y/N," He called and her head immediately snapped his way. "When does your shift end? Or when are you free?"

No matter how many years had passed, her ability to read him had remained the same. And she could tell he had remembered her...

"I leave at 9 A.M." She answered. "I'm off tomorrow though..."

Slash nodded. "Can we meet somewhere?" He asked, full of hope.

Y/N hesitated for a bit, but then nodded. "There's a coffee shop two blocks down... we can meet there during the afternoon if you're free..."

"I am. Let's say at three?" He asked with a relieved smile.

Y/N smiled back and nodded. "Yeah... three is good..."

Slash's smile widened and he nodded to himself, making his way back to elevator and up to his room.

He felt like a kid waiting for Christmas morning. His body was filled with joy, love and all those feelings that had him feeling a bit stupid and it felt a bit foreign, but so incredibly good.

His mind began to wander through the multiple possibilities of how tomorrow could go. She could hate him, or just not care about him, or... maybe she still loved him...

He felt like a teenage girl thinking about all this, but he could not stop himself. She was still the love of his life, even after all these years, even if he had almost forgotten her... he could not ignore the idea that maybe, just maybe, they'd get back together...

On the first floor of the hotel, Y/N's mind was also working fast, going through all the ways their little fate could go down.

She was not sure she could lose Slash again... the first time had hurt more than she thought it would, than she thought it was possible.

All she wanted was to be happy, like she had been with him as a teen, but no matter how much she tried, no matter how much time she passed, she couldn't. Not without him.

Maybe this was her chance. The chance of finally being happy again. Of forgetting her hurtful past and moving on, continuing their love story.

If that was it, Y/N would do everything and anything she could not to let him escape this time.

That much she promised herself.