𝖱𝖮𝖢𝖪 𝖮𝖭 || Dee x reader

𝔇𝔬 𝔶𝔬𝔲 𝔨𝔫𝔬𝔴 𝔥𝔬𝔴 𝔱𝔬 𝔭𝔩𝔞𝔶 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔊𝔲𝔦𝔱𝔞𝔯?

After what happened that day with the piercings. you still had been worried for Dee. It seemed like he was cutting everyone off one by one and you were the first. For that reason you don't know why. It was at least 12 so Glam had to be making lunch soon, Heavy, Chive, and Vicky should be waking up soon, and as for Dee you don't know.

You went down stairs in your PJ's, greeted Glam and went to find a snack. Glam was cutting tomatoes and humming "We're not gonna take it". 'He must still really like the song.' Dee soon showed up while you were trying to reach the top shelf for your Nutella.

"Dad, I was going through the attic and found this Guitar do you need it?" Dee asked. He glanced at you and saw you trying to grab the Nutella, he wanted to help you out but instead sighed before looking back to his father.

"Nope, do what you want with it," Glam said, continuing to cut the tomatoes, "Thank you" Dee then left, Vicky then came down and asked her husband why Dee had a guitar. He responded, "No clue"

You finally got the jar and had a question for Glam yourself, "Why isn't Dee speaking to me"

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You went upstairs with a Nutella sandwich in hand. Only to hear hisses of pain and some notes being played, as well as hearing voices about the guitar and how to play it.

"You stupid guitarist can't even property display how to play" Dee said frustrated. Heavy soon walked by you and asked you what was going on in his room. "Go see for yourself" You said knowing that Dee would then have music privileges, to be honest you liked Dee's music taste, "Oh give me a break" Dee said again frustrated.

"What's with the strumming" Heavy then gasped at the sight of the guitar, "Where did you get - You came in without knocking we had an agreement tomorrow I get music rights" Dee said interrupting Heavy. Heavy then complained about Dee's 'pop' music. You watched from the outside of the room, unfortunately you got called out. "(Y/n) you could have said something y'know!"

"(Y/n)?" Dee called out.

"Dammit Heavy" you grumbled. You stood in front of the door looking at Dee with a flushed face. "Hey bud how's it been going" you asked embarrassed. Dee sighed before motioning for you to come in. You slowly made your way in and sat at the corner of his bed. Heavy then asked if he could give the guitar a try and Dee responded that he could use a laugh.

Heavy chuckled nervously before grabbing the guitar and sitting down. "Not sitting right" Dee sighed, "And your fingers aren't long enough to play on a guitar like that"

"Jesus Christ these strings are so taut" Heavy chuckled, "That nothing just wait until you start bleeding and whining after" Dee replied.

"I watched a video, where a guy held the string sorta like this," Heavy said, positioning his fingers on the neck of the guitar.

"You got to press on the strings extremely hard for it to sound ideal" Dee said but got cut off by Heavy who strummed a nice note.

"Then the other hand he did something like..." then started saying the rhythm.

"As if you could learn such a rhythm-" Dee then cut off by Heavy playing the tune, he stopped and said the strings where killing his fingers, "Damn Heavy that was impressive" you commented.

"Thanks, and I had enough of your guitar, if I keep this up I won't be able to hold my mouse right" Heavy said leaving his room, leaving you and Dee alone. There was an awkward silence and you were searching around Dee's room for whatever reason.

When you saw Dee's computer you saw a lot of Guitar tutorials, which were all useless, according to Dee. "You know Dee, if you wanted to learn how to play I could alway-"