du bist sehr schön | damon albarn

02.

1991

juno le bon was getting ready for a night at the club with liam. her and liam had an odd relationship. they would constantly sleep together, and even go on dates here and there, yet liam refused to make anything official.

of course, he'd still give her hell whenever she'd flirt with someone else. it was safe to say juno was head over heals for liam, but he just saw her as another bird.

juno loved the club. she loved dancing to the music, the alcohol, and most of all meeting new people.
she had thrown on her favourite burgundy red mini dress, her layered hair in loose waved feathered over her shoulder, and some smudged eyeliner to complete the look.

"you look proper fit". liam remarked, walking past the bathroom that juno was getting ready in,
slapping her ass, earning a yelp and chuckle from juno.

"you don't look too bad yourself". juno replied. while loving having him compliment her, it was almost always something sexual about her. 'nice arse' 'nice tits' 'i could take you right here' but never 'you look beautiful'.

juno knew that liam only wanted sex, but she also knew that she wanted more. she wanted him to love her the way she loved him.

"juno the cabs here". liam called out.

juno put on her platform combat boots and headed out the door with liam and into the taxi. the ride to the club was quiet. whenever juno would try and strike up conversation, liam would give some half arsed reply and shut the conversation down.

this wasn't uncommon for liam. he really only seemed interested in juno and what she had to say when they were alone. juno was used to his behaviour by now. she just tuned it out, like she did with all of his bad behaviour.

when they arrived at the club, juno went to get drinks while liam sat down at a table.

"one lager and a double rum and coke please." she asked the bartender, who nodded and began making her drink.

juno thanked the bartender as he passed her tjw two drinks, and began walking over to the table where liam was sat, looking over at someone with a look of pure disgust on his face.

as she got closer, she realized it was the frontman of oasis' #1, competitor, blur.

damon albarn.

juno never really had anything against blur. in fact, she quite enjoyed their music.

she thought the feud between the bands was petty, and that they all needed to grow up. needless to say, she wasn't upset by this encounter.

"damon". juno greeted, sitting down next to liam and handing him a beer.

"juniper le bon. how are you mate"? damon smirked. he loved trying to get a rise out of liam and making him jealous.

"wonde-" juno started before being cut off.

"she's fine". liam interrupted, slinking his arm tightly around juno's waist. juno cringed at liam's jealousy. too jealous to let her speak to damon, yet refused to make anything official.

makes sense.

"i think she can speak for herself mate". damon replied, slightly glaring at liam. the two were both itching to start a fight.

"yeah liam, but that's not important right now. moving on." juno added, feeling as if liam was being too overprotective.

"juniper, is liam always this much of a pussy, or is he just having a moment?" damon asked in a matter of fact tone, staring liam dead in the eye as he spoke.

juno took a sip of her drink. "you have no idea." she mumbled, liam groaning in annoyance.

"right fuck this shit". he muttered, getting up and walking away, disappearing into the crowd.

"prick". damon muttered.

"it's okay, he does this. he'll be calling me apologizing tomorrow morning." juno replied with a forced chuckle.

"he's a proper cunt. dunno why you're with him". damon replied honestly. he didn't really have a filter and would say whatever came to mind.

"oh- no we're not together. just a casual hookup here and there".

"doesn't matter. he's still going after those birds like a fuckin' hawk. right dick if you ask me". damon retorted, sipping his beer.

this took juno by surprise. she thought damon hated her, and the fact that she was casually receiving dating advice from him was rather humorous.

"yeah it does sting a bit, but you know, what can you do?" juno replied honestly.

"let me buy you a drink. you could use one after that drama". damon offered.

"oh, um you don't have to, but thank you". juno replied. she felt awkward having damon buy her a drink when she could simply buy one herself.

"nah mate i got it. i'll be right back ". damon replied, heading over to the bar.

damon bought her another rum and coke, and the two chatted for the next few hours. liam had ended up going home with another girl, and had the audacity to approach juno with said girl and tell her that he was leaving with her.

damon wasn't having it and decided to take a cab with juno back to her flat in brighton. it was over an hour away, but to be honest damon was just enjoying talking to juno and wanted to spend more time with her. he'd worry about getting home later.

the ride in the cab was great. juno felt this sort of security around damon, like she could trust him. she opened up about how fucked up liam could be, and how she was so so close to just leaving the band completely. that noel was the only reason she was staying.

damon had also opened up about his past relationship with his ex, justine. the two would constantly cheat on each other, but would always come back to each other the sex was too good. that was until 9 months ago, the pair broke up for good.

once they arrived at juno's house, she invited him in for a cup of tea. at this point, it was 2 in the morning, and the two were exhausted.

"so how are you planning on getting home"? juno asked, handing him a cup if tea.

"well juniper now that you mention it.. i don't really know. ill probably end up just taking the train". damon replied, taking a sip of the tea.

"pfft. not at this time. i can set up my guest bedroom for you if you'd like, you're welcome to crash here". juno offered, sitting down next to damon with her cup of tea.

"that would be lovely if you don't mind. don't want to be a bother though". damon smiled.

"not a problem. let me go set that up now for yous. i can also grab you a pair of sweatpants and a shirt to sleep in. follow me". juno said, getting up and starting to head upstairs.

juno and damon entered her guest room. it was nicely furnished. juno clearly enjoyed decorating. the room had a very earthy vibe to it as juno mostly used it to house her plants.

she also used it as an art studio and has a large easel with a bunch of canvases and paint all around. the bed was queen sized with a forrest green duvet.

the room was furnished with vintage furniture including the metal bed frame, the rustic wooden bedside table, along with a matching desk.

juno allowed damon to get settled in while she went into her room across the hall to find some clothes for him to sleep in.

when she returned, she walked in to see a shirtless damon sitting on the bed witb his head resting on the headboard and a cigarette hanging out of his mouth.

juno felt heat creep up to her cheeks as damon sat there, watching her.

"i got you- here". juno stammered, setting the clothes down on the bed.

she turned to leave, but as she was walking out, she heard damon's voice coming from the bed.

"he doesn't deserve you." was all he spoke.