SiX the Musical (& Cast) Oneshots

Genesis vs. John

TW: I've been so busy this week, and this was sitting in my drafts, it's about Aimie (who tf else at this point), it's slightly to do with anxiety, but I didn't detail it much because my mind doesn't work slow enough for that, it's also about how supportive John and Genesis are

I'm making this all up. I can't remember what this is about, and I don't have time to read it through.

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*Flashback*

"Serious, stern and slow, gets what he wants, and he won't take no..."

Tonight was the night of Aimie's solo performance at the Other Palace, one which everyone had been hyping up for some time now. Aimie was overwhelmed by the amount of support she received from people all over the world.

However, the massive support also put a lot of pressure on her.

"If I mess up, I let everyone down," she told herself. Christina sighed.

"Aims, it's your show!"

"Yeah, and if I mess up then I let down the band, the guests and all the audience."

"No, you don't. If you mess up, you carry on. It's your own show so you can do what you like."

"I wish."

Aimie sighed, twirling her pink locks.

"You'll be fine," Jodie assured, resting her hands on each of her shoulders. "Everybody loves you, so even if you do mess up, they won't hate you. And we certainly won't either."

"Imagine putting on your own show," Annabel said to the others, who all agreed.

"I, for one, could only dream about doing what you're about to do," Sam agreed.

"We've all seen you perform before. You're incredible to watch," Sarah and Renee said.

"Alright, give her some space guys, we're starting in a few," Genesis called, and the guests shuffled away, Aimie still being the topic of their conversation.

"Aimie, do you want to do this?" Genesis asked seriously.

"I mean, when it's hypothetical, god yes! But now that we're standing here, ready to go... hell to the no."

Genesis wrapped her arms around her girlfriend.

"Aimie, I love you. If you feel uncomfortable or anything, please, please tell me."

"What would you do about it?"

"Many things. I could stand on stage with you. The others could take over for a bit, and you can rest here. Or we cut to the interval early."

"You sure?"

"Absolutely," Genesis kissed Aimie firmly. "Now let's go. Babe, you're going to kill this," she assured.

"I love you," Aimie sighed, taking a deep breath before pulling away.

*Flashback end*

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"Aimie are you alright?" John asked, feeling his girlfriend bury her face even deeper into his shirt.

"Yeah, I'm alright," she groaned, still not moving.

She wrapped her arms around her stomach.

"Aimie..."

He sat up from the bed, analysing Aimie's position.

"Are you in pain?"

"Kind of..."

"Stomach?"

"Mhm..."

John stroked her low stomach, making her groan.

"Are you..."

"Am I what?" Aimie whined, clutching onto his hand, now that he'd changed position.

"This is probably the worst question for a man to ask, but are you... you know... er... woman's.... days?"

"Mhm."

"You should've told me."

"Why?"

"Because I wouldn't have made you walk the dogs yesterday, and I would've bought more sweets from the shops when I went."

"Alright, I'll tell you next time."