IdentityV - Oneshots

☁︎ Meet & Greet - Firefly! Emily x Reader

Please excuse any spelling errors

"Are you that excited (Y/n)?" Your friend Eli watched you nervously scamper around in a panic, checking your bag a thousand times along with your looks in the mirror. "O- of course I am! Emily is the best singer in the world, going to one of her concerts is-!" You pulled your arms in and the Seer took a step back, waiting for you to explode, and just like that you outstretched your arms to the moon. "The best thing in this life of mine!"

The boy pitied his situation as your chaperone pretty much, but he didn't mind a good free concert. "Well let's hurry up then so we're no late." He beckoned you out and you followed eagerly to his car.
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Ah, how did you get here.

The blonde woman, hair fluffy and loose after her concert came walking over to you at a cheap table and chair. All you recalled was being at the front and then when she came down to touch her fans you were smooshed so harshly you thought you'd die in a pit of crazed fans. After that, a pass, a guide to the back, an apology from some guy in a suit, and they sat you down right here.

"Sorry about this, it's not very... meet and greet material here." She said softly, but you could only gape at the woman before you, shaking your head and smiling. "That's okay! I- I'm just glad I get to see you-!" You clasped your hands and looked at your thighs. Clearly she was planning to go off the clock, her blonde hair laid along her shoulders and back, her face simply her pink cheeks and smooth skin.

She was... so pretty.

You couldn't even look up at her, feeling you'd have a heart attack if you did. "Would you, like to talk about anything dear?" She cooed, and you could only nod shakily. "Alright, what do you fancy to speak of?" She was so kind, ignoring how much of a flustered mess you were. She probably got this all the time and knew how to deal with it by now...

"Uhm, I-!" You looked up and dug in your bag before pulling out a disc in its case. "I have your CD's, this is my favorite one I- I really love it!" You made sure to keep your eyes out of sight with the case, as your hands shook lightly. "You're voice is so calming and makes me happy, y- you can sing anything and make it sound lovely..."

You couldn't see her facial expression, and at this point you were afraid that it was one of disgust... how could you instantly just show how obsessed you were!?

You seen her white laced fingers gently come up onto the top of the case, making their way smoothly to the other side before pushing it down. You looked where her face would be, and was surprised to find her smiling. "That's very kind of you I'm glad someone likes my voice so much." She cocked her head with a soft look and your heart nearly pounded out of your chest. "You're so pretty." You blurted out and her eyes popped open.

Oh God why did I say that

"I mean-! N- not in that way well- I would totally kiss you if I had too but- no I meant-!" She laughed. She laughed!!!!??? You felt your soul leave your body at her quiet stifles. She was going to point out how weird you were- no doubt about it, but you were frozen in place and couldn't move a muscle.

"Haha, you're very sweet. I'm a mess right now, after show and not even my hair is done and I wiped all that make-up off... but you call me pretty." She smiled at you, whole heartedly. "Of course! I always think you're pretty-!" You confessed with a smoother voice, seeing as she accepted your advance from earlier. "Thank you. What's your name dear?" She leaned her face into her hand as she watched you. To be honest, as amazing as this opportunity was, it was nerve wracking to be her only place of attention.

"(Y-y/n)." You almost screwed up your syllables speaking to her. C'mon, look her in the eyes! You were always staring at her, and her deep blue eyes hoping she would maybe catch glance at a concert or even in the public. But it never happened, perhaps you were just one of the unlucky ones. But this was way to much now! She probably found you odd for finding it hard to look someone in the eyes, as she did it everyday with thousands of people.