In heaven- Rock one-shots

Sweaty- Eric Clapton

Here I am again, watching he play that black strato like a god, that notes touch my ears like a heavenly melody, I could watch him doing this forever, it's so talented, powerful, and somewhere extremely hot.

"If you could see your own face..." The girl by my side giggles, taking me off the trance.

"Oh, why?" I asked, without stopping to watch that angelic figure at the stage.

"Your eyes, they are shining like lamps, you have a silly smile all the time, and I can even hear your heartbeat" She explains, God it's so clear?

"But don't you think there's something about him? It's different, he has just a magic potion to me"

"Yes, he's really attractive while playing" Somewhere inside me was burning of pure jealousy, 'Really attractive' I can say that about what's mine, not her!

"And he's so sweet and caring, funny..." I will just put the cards and wait until she notice "He is a lot more that just talent"

"Oh, do you know him?" She asked, looking uncomfortably, I just nodded with a victorious smile at face.

She just turned back, and went her attention back to the show, I won.

I did the same, and came back my attention to that God appearance at earth, his hoarse voice announced the last song of the day, and at the moment when he took that jacket off...

I love the end of the shows, I know that's kinda weird, but my favorite part is when it's over, not because of the music, I could listen to it all the day, but because it's when I have him back to me, show's days are always very busy, we don't even talk well, so when it's over, is the moment where we can sit together and just enjoy each others presence.

The lights were of, the curtain down, all the band was going out the stage, thats the moment where I run like mad to the backstage, wishing the moment when I can hold him.

"Baby! It was amazing!" I yell running to his arms with all the fast that my legs can deal.

"Love! Wait..." He says pushing my waist away.

"Why? I've been waiting the whole day to do this!" I responded, crossing my arms.

"I know, dear, but I'm sweaty as fuck now!" Complained again, he likes to create problems.

"Oh c'mon you know that will be worse after..." I lick my lips, he rolls his eyes.

"I just need to take a shirt!"

"C'mon is just a hug! What's the matter with it?"

"The matter is that I'm clingy" Explained laughing and turning back to take a shirt.

What should be a simple task took a long time, he just don't know where his things are, and when he figure out where he put the bags, he realizes that don't want any of that ones, and have to look to other bag, it's impossible to deal with him and keep calm.

I just laid at the couch and waited until he foun something to dress, I was half asleep at the moment that I felt someone nestling in my arms.

"Now I can hug you, sweaty boy?" He just nodded humming, as taken my lips.

"Can we drink something?" Asked mumbling and trying to get out the couch.

This is the moment when, even if I wanted, I need to stop and think.

He had been drinking a lot more than he should, or even than he can, he changes completely when he drinks, I don't want to deal with the guy he turns into, so I've been trying to hold back this habit, before it turn in a addiction.

"Not today, honey, I just want to be here with you, with this you" I explain, maybe it would help.

"You will be with me, but with a bottle in hands, isn't very different" Shakes the shoulders, I don't think that he really knows the risk.

"Yes, it is" I can see the giant interrogation at his mind now "It is different because I want this guy that you are now, not the guy that you are when you aren't sober"

"Are you sure that you are sober?"

"I'm, I know what I'm saying" I say, trying to keep my voice clear "This guy is soft, is funny, and wants to spend his time with me, the other face is explosive, is always in a fight, and I don't think that he want to talk to me, he just want to spend his time with a bottle"

"I didn't know that was so hard" Said, practically mumbling "I'm sorry for that guy, I'll try to keep this one here, to take care of you and to love you all the time"

"Promise me that you will do your best?" I ask, I hope the answer to be yes.

"Always, honey" Whispered, touching our noses and closing the eyes "Love you"

"Love you too..." I answer, I guess this time we are starting to find our way out the situation that don't even begun.