Slipknot x reader (one-shots)

35# Guitar Lesson Rival. P3.

Jim Root X Reader X Mick Thomson.

Summary : Now aware of what's really going on, Jim tries to win (Y/n)'s heart. But Mick is trying also. 

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The guitarist is pacing back and forth as he's trying to come to terms with his feelings.
It's not just about giving (Y/n) lessons anymore, it's about (Y/n) themselves.

Jim is no stranger to the way he feels.
He just can't believe it, it feels unreal and like a dream. He knows it's not.
Jim is in love with (Y/n).
The mere thought of it makes his face feel warm and his chest feel tight.
He stops pacing, burying his face in the palms of his hands. His face flushing brightly. 
Jim groans into his hands, muffling the noise. 

As much as he wants to, he can't just outright confess his feelings to them?! 
He doesn't even now if (Y/n) likes him back that way. He would really embarrass himself if they weren't. It would make him really sad it they weren't into him as much as he's into them. 

He has to test the waters, see how (Y/n) reacts. 
He's got an idea!

~~meanwhile~~

Mick is sitting quietly in his own living room on the couch. 
He rubs his temples, he can't help but realize how the thinking about (Y/n) makes him feel all fuzzy and weird. 
Turning his guts into putty. 
He wishes he could see (Y/n) everyday, how their eyes light up when he impresses them with something. He wants more of that, and he's going to get it. 

The next time Mick is alone with (Y/n), he's going to tell them how he feels and ask them on a date. If they say no, that's saddening. But it's better than never knowing.
But there is a threat... He has seen the way Jim looks as (Y/n), the look of admiration and the pink dusting his face nearly hidden by his beard. 
He has to tell (Y/n) first, before Jim does it. 

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Lately (Y/n) has started to feel a lot more comfortable with playing the guitar. And over the past few weeks they have only gotten better! They feel like the own the instrument now, even though they still have a lot to learn about it. 
(Y/n) gleams at their own accomplishments as they trot over to Jim's porch. Another lesson from the guitarist, and they can't wait. 
(Y/n) feels like their bond with Jim has really grown over time, with the help of the lessons he gives them. 
They don't really look like lessons now. More like, just the two of them hanging out and playing guitar, having a good time. 

(Y/n) pushes the doorbell, letting it ring twice so that Jim knows that they're here once again. It takes a hot minute for Jim to reach the door and open it. 
"You're here." Jim beams, reaching over and embracing (Y/n) lovingly. 
(Y/n) gladly hugs him back, it has become their thing ever since he gives them lessons. They often greet each other with a hug. "Hey, Jimmy." (Y/n) greets happily patting the tall man on his back.
while embracing (Y/n), Jim can't help but rest his face in their hair, their shampoo smells good in his opinion.
The two let go of each other and the guitarist guides (Y/n) inside. 

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Jim returns into his living room with two glasses of drinks, one in each hand. 
He places the drink (Y/n) had requested on to the coffee table. Then he places his own not far from (Y/n)'s and sits down next to them, watching as (Y/n) tunes their guitar. 

Jim decides to dare himself and sit a little closer to (Y/n) this time, he feels giddy as he watches (Y/n)'s fingers move across the instrument. "Are you ready?" (Y/n)'s voice snaps the guitarist out of his daze, "Yeah, hold on." Jim frantically reaches over to grab one of his own many guitars and get's seated right next to (Y/n) once again.