Classic Rock Oneshots/Imagines/Preferences (Book 2)

Duff McKagan#1

{Imagine picking your drunk boyfriend, Duff from a party, and out of nowhere he starts crying.}

Y/n/n= Your nickname

Y/n= Your name

Warning: None

"Thanks for picking him up Y/n/n, sorry for waking you up this late at night." It was three in the morning on a hot day in L.A. You look at Axl with tiring eyes and smile weakly. "It's alright, I have a day off so..." You shrug your shoulders as you say that. You both hug each other and said your goodbyes and off you drove with a drunk Duff. You sigh tiredly and once in a while you check on him if he's ok. You thought it was going to be a quiet night when suddenly, you hear some sniffings next to you. "Is- is he crying?" You thought to yourself. You parked at the side of the road and see that indeed Duff is crying.

"Why are you crying, Duff?" You said softly. You push his hair out the way to uncover his face and his eyes are puffy and red. You waited for him to relax and in a minute or two, he finally spoke. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't be cry- crying in the f- first place. It's not very m-manly to cry in front of a girl. B- but I couldn't help it." He sobs midway. You look at him softly and shook your head. "Duff, even men had to cry, it's perfectly normal. You're a human, after all, you have feelings too." "I- I know that I just hate crying in front of pe- people, that's a- all." You wipe his tears away and softly smile at him.

"Now tell me, why were you crying?" You asked him once again. He sniffs and looks at the ground. "Because you deserve better, I- I don't deserve a girl like you. I mean, what kind of sorry-excuse-boyfriend gets to pick up from his girl, late in this hour? You probably want to leave me, and I can't blame you if do." After saying that he cries again. You couldn't help but smile at how adorable he's sounding right now. "Aw baby, look at me." You cooed. You caressed both cheeks and he looks at you with teary eyes. "I don't care how late I have to pick you up, I rather pick you up myself than you driving back home this drunk. How can I ask for a better boyfriend? You treat me so good, you buy me clothes, take me out on dates, serenade me, and make me laugh. You're honestly the best boyfriend I could ever ask for, sure you have your flaws, but we all do. That's what makes us humans, but we learn from that. All I'm saying is that I love you and I don't ever want you to doubt yourself anymore. You're perfect just the way you are."

Duff was speechless from your words and it made him want to cry again but of happiness this time. A single tear fell from his eyes and pulls you for a kiss. You gladly kiss him back and you two could feel the passion and spark you two always felt when kissing. Duff can honestly kiss you like this forever, sadly you two pulled away for air, but he manages to smile at you. You run your hand on his hair and giggle. "Oh Duff, you're such a mess. But I love you regardless." You said. He grins and nuzzles on you, you shiver feeling his hot breath on your neck. "I love you too Y/n, thank you for putting up with me. This will be the last time you'll ever pick me up drunk, that's a promise." Sure enough, he's a man of his words and indeed that was the last time you ever pick him up late at night.

"Oh Duff, you really are a mess when you're drunk, but you're my mess."