«motorbreath»

the singer

requested by diistopia. thanks darling! <3

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Lars, James, Dave, Ron and you were sitting in a garage, drinking beer and discussing recording an album. Metallica was quite an important thing to the boys and all that they wanted to do is record and write songs - they were pretty excited about it. You talked about certain things that were priorities, and then it came to singing.

- I can sing! - Dave said, full of confidence.

- Didn't you just say that you want to be on lead guitar, like, ten minutes ago? - you asked, very confused.

- What about it?

- You sing like shit. - as you said that, Lars burst out laughing.

- It's not funny, Lars.

- Aw come on, don't act like a kid. 

- Well, y'know, you need a singer. Maybe we should hire someone else... - you said.

Everyone stayed silent for a while, visibly denying that idea in their minds.

***

The next day you went on a walk. You passed by the place where the boys lived and decided to make a visit. After you rang the bell, Lars opened the door.

- Hey Y/N, come in! You look beautiful today, dear! - he said jokingly.

- Aw thank you, Lars! You look disgusting today! - you laughed. It looked like he took it personally, but he giggled after a while.

As Lars went somewhere to bring beers, you went upstairs to see if anyone's around. When you got there, you heard guitar sounds coming from another room. You walked over to hear it better; it seemed like someone was singing, too. You knew that voice and playing style very well: it was James practicing. 

You knocked on the door and was welcomed by James telling you to come inside. 

- Uh, hi. I heard you practicing singing and playing at the same time... you're really good at it.

- Wait, you heard that? Do you really think this way? - James sounded very confused.

- Yes. You really want to be the singer, don't you?

- Yeah, I do and it's so dumb and pathetic. I don't think I should focus on both things since I have to practice my guitar playing. It's so fucking stupid!

- Hey, look at me, it's alright. Your guitar skills are perfect, it's not dumb! Your vocals are incredible and I think you're super talented.

James smiled and hugged you.

- Thank you - he said happily.

- You're welcome.