Welcome to the Jungle, Sweetheart

We'd be Good

When Axl opened his eyes, it had to be some time late in the afternoon, being that it was light in the room. But something was wrong... The bed was cold where a person used to be.

Axl was flooded with overwhelming panic, fear turning the blood in his veins cold and making his heart pound out of his chest. "SLASH!" He yelled out of terror, his breathing picking up speed, coming in short, scared breaths. "SLAAASH!"

Axl heard thumping footsteps of somebody quickly hurrying to the bedroom door. The door flew open in a heartbeat and Slash rushed into the room. "What!? What!? Axl what's wrong!?" He asked worriedly in response to Axl's yelling. Axl wasn't sure how to reply, but Slash didn't need him to, he could see his trembling and hear his rapid breathing.

Slash quickly sat down on the bed next to him and pulled him into his arms, holding him tightly. "Sh shh, it's okay Axl, it's alright, I'm here. Just take a deep breath, it's alright." Axl tried to relax, but he was just breathless. Slash didn't try to ask him why he freaked out, he just held him close to his body until he finally calmed down.

"I'm sorry I left, I just-" Axl groaned, "No, no- I don't know why I freaked out I just, I woke up and you weren't there and I got scared, I don't know!" Slash loosened his grip on him and stroked his hair to calm him, softly kissing the top of his head, "Don't worry about it Axl." Slash smiled gently, "I'm just glad you're feeling better." Axl paused. For a few seconds, he had no idea what Slash was talking about. Then he remembered.

"Oh shit, how long was I asleep?" Slash grinned and replied in an old, crackly voice, "48 years sonny."

Axl grinned and narrowed his eyes, giving him a playful punch in the leg, "Ow, hey!"

Axl looked at him expectantly, waiting for an actual time, "I think, about seven, well, maybe eight hours," Slash finally said. Axl sighed. "I am not going to sleep tonight." Slash shrugged, "Oh darn, I guess now you'll have to spend the night with Steven watching Cheers."

Axl gave him a side-eye, being that Slash was still holding him and had forgotten to let go of him.

Axl looked down at his feet, "I... I wanted to say... Thanks for, for coming to get me this morning..." Slash looked at him, "It's... It's fine. I was just, walking with Steven and Izzy, and well, we couldn't just leave you there..." Axl bit his tongue, feeling his face turn slightly warm at the sentiment, "No, I-I know, it's just... Thanks," He said with a sigh.

Slash tilted his head, was Axl blushing? He looked oddly bashful, and Slash guessed this was a very rare moment of Axl's gentleness. Slash grinned, "You're adorable."

Axl narrowed his eyes at him, the heat in his face gone and the timid moment was over, "Oh yeah, says the guy who's literally been cuddling me for the past five minutes."

Slash looked at his arms embarrassedly, noticing how his arms had been wrapped around Axl since he was screaming and just never let go. "Oh, sorry..!" He said, his voice flustered, releasing his hold on him and sitting back. Axl smiled. "I don't mind, baby, you're very warm," he said teasingly, resting his head on Slash's shoulder.

Axl finally stood up from the bed, slightly dizzy from having been motionless for so long. Slash helped him regain his balance, then Axl shooed him off that he could manage on his own. Slash hesitated, biting his tongue. "Are you sure you're okay?"

Axl glared at him and Slash was partially relieved to find that the fire that burned in his eyes had finally returned to his gaze. "I'm fine Slash. Now will you go? I need to get changed."

Slash smiled teasingly, "Aw, and you don't want me to see you naked? Are you shy Axl?" He said in a sweet voice.

Axl narrowed his eyes with a smirk and replied sarcastically, "Oh yeah, honey, I'm really shy. But don't worry, I like it hard baby," he said in a dreamy voice, pressing Slash against the door.

Slash grinned wider, "Is that so? I guess I'll have to show you a rough ride then sweetheart."

Axl fake moaned and rested his head under Slash's chin, "Ohh..! Please Slash, fuck me harder baby...! Please..! Oh baby!" He moaned dramatically.

Slash covered Axl's mouth with his hand and he looked up, giving him a hard glare. Slash whispered, "Axl, you're so fucking loud, all the other guys are gonna think we are having sex!"

Axl pulled Slash's hand off his mouth with his own hand, "So? Let them think it all they want, honey. We'd be good," Axl winked teasingly and bit Slash's index finger.

"Ow! Axl!" Slash hollered a little too loud. Axl grinned. Great. Just what he wanted.

Axl threw his own body against the door and moaned loudly, "Oh Slash.! Right there..! Ah!" He cried. Slash glared at him. "You little bitch." Axl smiled innocently, walking out the door to his room.

Slash had no choice but to follow him. Duff took a sip of his vodka and lifted his eyes up, "Hey, Axl's up." Slash nodded and Izzy grinned, "Gee Slash, however did you manage to wake him up?" I am going to kill Axl, Slash thought.

He stood behind Steven on the couch and he felt Axl's hand brush through his curly hair. "Alright, I'm gonna go take a shower," he said, not to anybody in specific, just to the room. Then he leaned into Slash's ear and whispered, "And you're welcome to join me baby," and he kissed his ear, licking him ever so slightly.

"See ya," He said, taking his tongue off Slash's ear, and he squeezed Slash's ass once to make him jump a little before he walked off. Yup. I'm gonna kill him.

Izzy, Duff, and Steven all turned around to face Slash now that Axl had gone. Izzy eyed at him, "Alright, now what the fuck was that, Slash."

Steven perked up, "I think its sweet!"

Duff looked at him curiously, "Who got top?"

Slash fell down to the floor in embarrassment. Axl is going to wish he was dead when I'm done with him.

"Yo, Slasher!" Duff reached over the couch and smacked him with a long arm. "We didn't have sex. He just wanted to see if he could make you guys think we were." They gasped offendedly, "What an asshole!" Slash smiled, "That's what I was saying!"

Steven laid his head on the couch cushion. "Hm. That's a shame. You two would have beautiful children." Slash looked at him and Izzy smacked him on the back of the head, "That's not how biology works, fuckhead!"

The phone rang loudly and slightly startled Slash. Duff jumped up and reached for the phone but then Steven smacked his hand and tried climbing over him in attempt to get the phone first. But that was like trying to leapfrog over a giraffe. Duff wrestled Steven against the couch and stretched his arm out for the phone. In the process of them fighting Slash had picked up the phone before either of them could.

"Hello?"

"Hi um, who is this?"

"This is uh, Saul Hudson, are you looking for someone?"

"Yeah, is Axl there?"

"Yeah he's my roommate, he's in the shower right now. Er, who is this?"

"This is Michelle."