𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡𝙮! 𝙂𝙬𝙮𝙙𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙇𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙡𝙚𝙚-𝙒𝙖𝙡𝙩𝙤𝙣 𝙄𝙢𝙖𝙜𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙨

➙Are you... Jealous? - Gareth (Request!)

(In this you're the vocalist of Corroded Coffin :]])

"Hi Gareth!", you cheered as you walked up to your boyfriend. It was a Monday, nothing special, but this was one of your highlights of the day.

"Hi pretty.", he smiled, embracing you in a hug while ruffling your hair. You smiled and your cheeks started to grow a bit red, the nickname still having that effect on you that it did since you started dating.

As the two of you parted, you could hear another familiar voice from behind you

"Hi Y/N, we still need to talk about the show next week. Are you free right now or would you like to do it some other time?", he asked smiling, making Gareth slightly tense up beside you. You took his hand and squeezed it reassuringly, while nodding.

"If we do it now, we don't have to do it later. I'll be right back, alright love?", you asked your boyfriend, noticing the way his jaw was slightly clenching. He shrugged at the question.

"I guess.", he muttered, taking a few steps back. You shot a thankful smile at him, waving at him before walking away with Eddie.

"So, what's the matter?", you asked, looking up at the long haired guy in front of you.

"I just wanted to discuss the songs we're playing with you, since you weren't there when I did with the rest of the band. I wanted to tell you because I wasn't sure if I would change it again, but it's official now.", Eddie explains, making you nod. He lists up the songs in the order you were showing them, and you wrote them down on a small paper.

"Are you okay with those?", he asked, and you nodded.

"Of course! I think they really have an effect on the audience, and they're a few of my favourites. It's a pretty good choice you made there Munson!", you laughed, making him chuckle.

"Well, I guess we're done with that. Have fun with your boyfriend, don't do any naughty stuff children.", he smirked, making you choke on your spit. You hit his shoulder playfully, shaking your head dramatically.

"Um, yeah no. I'll see you, bye Eddie!", you said as you waved goodbye to him.

"At least use protection!", he shouted through the entire hall, making your cheeks turn red. You hurried to get back to Gareth, who was waiting outside the school for school.

"Hey pretty boy! Are you ready to go home?", you asked, getting his attention. He turned his head to look at you and nodded. You took his hand, pulling him along, noticing the slight shift in his mood. You were definitely going to confront him about it as soon as you got home.

The walk was quiet. None of you said anything, the only thing you two did was hold hands. Soon enough, your house showed up in the distance and you got your keys out.

"There we are!", you cheered as you got in front of him, unlocking the front door.

"After you, my dear.", you said in an exaggerated posh tone, making him walk into your house first.
'He really doesn't seem too happy right now.' , you thought. His head was hanging low, eyes focused on the ground in front of him. You got in after, closing the door behind you. Gareth waited for you, silently watching you take your shoes and jacket off. You took his hands again and sat him down onto the couch, taking your place next to him.

"Now, tell me. What's wrong?", you asked and he looked at you, surprised.

"Don't think I didn't notice the way you were acting. You're clearly upset about something, what is it? You know you can tell me anything.", you said, and he clenched his fists.

"Why don't you just go to Eddie?", he mumbled, loud enough for you hear.

"Eddie? Why him?", you questioned, furrowing your brows in confusion.

"You're always with him, and you seem so happy when you're around him.", he said, looking at the ground. You start laughing in disbelief, confusing Gareth as well.

"Why are you laughing?", he asked, finally able to look at you.

"I'm just wondering why you're assuming that I'd rather be with Eddie than you. Yes, he's my best friend and all and my band mate as well, but why should that have anything to do with me not wanting to be with you anymore? Are you... By any chance... Jealous?", you asked him, with a smirk tugging on your lips.

"Me? Jealous? God, no. Well, um, maybe.", he added, a bit more quiet than the words before. You grinned, starting to chuckle slightly.

"Pretty boy, I love you and I hope you know that. I'd never replace you with anyone, you're the coolest and most interesting person I have ever met. Plus, you play the drums, which makes you my bandmate, and that's also pretty cool. I mean, being in a band with my boyfriend? Sounds like a dream to me, but here we are.", you smiled, watching his face light up a bit.

"Y-You mean that?", he said, looking star-struck. You giggled and nodded, wrapping your arms around his neck and playing with his soft curls. He lifted you into his lap, circling his arms around your waist.

"I love you too.", he whispers, leaning forward and meeting your lips in a short kiss.

I love you more.

(Hi so I kinda don't like this but uh yeah 😁)