Metallica smut/fluff || x reader

9. James Hetfield // 🅺🅸🅻🅻🅴🆁

So this chap is a bit different... yeah, you can tell just by the title, Papa Het is a serial killer who fancies you too much and doesn't seem to fancy your abusive boyfriend as much- too much to explain but enjoy :)
ROUGH SMUTT
Kinks: handcuffing and hair pulling
(They're actually Jame's kinks)
LONG CHAP
Y/n's POV*

I had been sitting at my work in a Café serving customers food and drinks while my shift was coming to an end- only an hour away. I hadn't been looking forward going home because my boyfriend, Daniel, had always expected a little too much from me which I knew if I hadn't lived up to his expectations then it wouldn't wind up too well for me. So while I only had a few customers left in this small café in the middle of snowy Seattle, the doorbell above the main door made a ding! sound. I took my attention from my wiping down my counters to see the familiar tall, long curly blonde hair, blue eyes, metal head stand in the front of the café.

"Welcome!" I said warmly.

He looked at me with sunglasses on which confused me since it was dark out and snowing which no one needed sunglasses but I can't judge anyone really. He smiled at me and took a seat at a corner table by the window so I put away the cleaning supplies and went to the man.

"Anything I can get for you, sir?" I asked him.

He nods, "just a black coffee and maybe a few minutes of your time?" He asked me.

I nod and went behind the counter and began to take out a white mug and make the black coffee he always wished for during these cold times. So once it was done and in the mug, I walked over to him and set it down while standing in front of him.

"You can sit, darling."

I nod and sit down across from him and perk up to hear him. He sipped his coffee and took his sunglasses off while looking at me.

"I was wondering about your name?" This man asked me.

I smiled and my cheeks were dusted with a soft pink shade, "my name's Y/n."

He smiled and took my hand, kissing the top of it.

"What about you? Your name?" I asked.

"James...you're very beautiful."

I giggled a bit, "well thank you. You're very handsome."

He smiled and showed his perfect teeth. The way I've seen him for almost a month now in this coffee shop, he's always talked sweetly to me and he always compliment me on the littlest things like if my hair looked different or how I seemed to have a different nail polish- all the little things.

"Would you mind if I took you out for a date? Maybe when you're off your shift we can have some coffee and talk?" He offered.

I sighed, "a date? But I have a boyfriend...I suppose just some coffee and talking wouldn't be a big deal."

He furrowed his brows, "a boyfriend?"

I nod. His face softened up and chuckled, "well it's not surprise a gorgeous girl like you has a boyfriend."

I smiled as he ran his thumb over the top of my hand which felt calming. But it wasn't right.

"Uhhh- James?"

"Yes?"

"I'm sorry but I can't..."

I took my hand away from him and put it in my lap. He nods and takes his hands back but sipped his coffee.

"But we could still chat, right? When does your shift end?"

I checked the clock and saw about 15 minutes had gone by.