Slipknot x reader (one-shots)

02# Lucky Number.

Jim Root X FemReader.

Summary : (Y/n) gives Jim many good-luck charms, as they believe in the unlucky number 4. Jim thinks it's something else.

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He has a little collection of these little charms by now.
Often key-chains, that are supposed bring good luck, gifted to him from (Y/n).
Of course, he keeps all this little gifts. And turned it into a collection of charms he keeps. Still, Jim is unsure as to why you are always being so generous towards him, and only him as well. (Y/n) often gives the whole band gifts at certain events, not to mention that it's simply your thing of giving presents to the band for rewarding hard work. Although, Jim still gets more gifts somehow.
He loves the gifts yes. But what do they mean? 

"another one? Don't you ever get fed up with them?" Corey peeks over to get a look all the good-luck trinkets on Jim's lap.
"I think it's nice, y'know?" Jim responds. "i have a whole collection now." He states proudly with a smile.

"You know what this could mean?" Corey says picking up one of the good-luck chains and inspecting it. "what?" Jim asks intrigued, watching the singer dangle one of the charms in front of his face. 
"I think she's got the hots for you!" The singer perks up as he announces his new theory about Jim's trinkets. Jim stiffens and freezes at what he hears. 
"I mean c'mon, she keeps giving you gifts and occasionally says nice things to you. I think she likes you, dude!" Corey elaborates and explains with wild hand gestures after dropping the charm he held back on the pile, "She just doesn't have the guts to tell you directly." 
Jim doesn't respond vocally, he just looks down at the charms on his lap.   

~~a few hours later~~

Jim watches on as you shuffle away after handing him yet another charm right before an interview he's been requested to join.

You never stay for long, usually a quick hello, how are you? Handing him a good-luck charm, saying something nice to him and then leaving again.
Is he really that scary? Well, he knows his height can be intimidating for some people.
He wasn't aware of that most of the time. He doesn't think about it that much.
Or perhaps Corey is right? Do you really have a crush on him? The thought alone makes his face and his gut feel warm. 

Jim shakes his head to regain his focus, stuffing the charm in his pocket for safe keeping, then turns to leave and get to the interview.

The interview went on fine. Jim's answers to questions were quick, just to get it over with and find (Y/n) when it's all done and finally ask them what the deal is with the charms. At the interview, Jim has his hand in his pocket, toying with the charm. He does fidget a lot at interviews, and messing with the charm keeps him calm a little. 
After the interview is over, Jim is looking all around the building the band resides for the day to look for (Y/n). And eventually, he finds her outside smoking together with Paul.

He takes a moment to gather some courage before walking up to the two.
"Hello." Jim waves a greeting.
"Hey Jim." Paul smiles and waves back, "hi." (Y/n) says, taking a long drag from their cigarette.
"(Y/n). Can I... Can i speak with you for a moment?" The guitarist asks shyly, messing with his own sleeves.
(Y/n) looks at him with confusion, "sure what's up?" they throw the cigarettes on the ground and stand on it to put it out, then stand and wait for Jim to tell them what he wanted to say to them.

"no I mean in uh, in private." oh God, he almost stuttered, why is this so difficult?

"do you mind Paul?" Jim asks when he  turns to the bassist.
Paul shakes his head, "not at all, go ahead." he waves his hand dismissively.

Jim grabs one of (Y/n)'s wrisst and lightly pulls the back inside to the place where he wants to lead them to so they can talk in private.
"see ya later, Paul." (Y/n) waves goodbye to the bassist as the guitarist pull them away, Paul waves back at them and then takes another drag of his cigarette.

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"Is there a problem?" (Y/n) wonders, looking at Jim as he stops and let's go of (Y/n)'s wrist at a more private place to talk.
"I have a quick question." he says, turning to them.

"what is it Jim, c'mon you got me all curious now." they smirk, crossing their arms,
looking at him with curiosity in their eyes.
"ah... (Y/n) What's-what's the deal with the, y'know the good-luck charms you give me?" He asks.
(Y/n)'s smile falls a little at the questions. 
"well..." They begin, looking down at their own feet. "I believe in a superstition, that the number 4 causes bad luck. You know?" they explain, looking back up at the guitarist, looking into his eyes.
The guitarists listens intently to what (Y/n) is saying, staring back at them as they talk. He's desperate for an answer just to cure his overgrowing curiosity. 
"so... I wanted to like, protect you from bad-luck so I give you good-luck charms... " (Y/n) fiddles with their own fingers.
(Y/n) has always felt awkward about their mysterious behavior. 

Jim stares at (Y/n), thinking about what they just have told him.
"Oh. Okay." is all he can say as a response.
"what? You don't look very pleased with  my answer." (Y/n) comments.
Jim sighs, turning slightly red. "really I thought you had a, uh... A crush on me or something... y'know?" he admits softly, rubbing the back of his head nervously.
(Y/n) nearly chokes on their own spit by surprise upon hearing this.
"Really?" they try their best to keep their composure.
"yeah..." Jim chuckles awkwardly, dropped his head so his hair falls before his face to hide his awkwardness a little.

...

"well uh... We can still go on a date y'know? Of course if that's alright with you?" (Y/n) speaks up after a painful silence between the two.
"It doesn't have to be a date per say. We can like, go out for some coffee and chat or something..." (Y/n) explains shyly.

Jim can't help but smile a little. It's not completely what the had hoped for, but is close enough.
"yeah I agree to that, when are you free?" He beams lightly.
(Y/n) chuckles.
"more of, when are you free? Your schedule is way tighter than mine." (Y/n) jokes with a little laugh, trying to ease the tension of the situation, and the tension seems to lift a little bit. 
"Uhm." Jim ponders, scratching the side of his jaw what thinking about his schedule of the week. 
"I have some free time Thursday afternoon, then we can get some coffee or something y'know?" The guitarist suggests. (Y/n) smiles brightly and nods. "Yeah i got time then. I'll give you a call later and we can discuss this further? I can hear someone calling for you." (Y/n) says, looking past Jim and behind him. 
He snaps out of the daze he was in, turning back and hearing Shawn call him from a distance. 
"oh yeah, right. I'll call you later." Jim says, waving goodbye at he starts to walk away. 
"Yep, talk to you later!" (Y/n) waves back, watching as the guitarist leaves. 

Jim shoves his hands into his pocket as he walks towards Shawn who's calling him. 
"You seem bright today." Shawn comments ans points to Jim's face that has a big smile on it. 
Jim lightly shakes his head and chuckles lightly. "c'mon, what did you call me for?" 

Jim can't wait until Thursday.

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ugh so cringy. 

Thanks for reading.
- Missalot.