du bist sehr schön | damon albarn

04.

juno woke up the next morning with her head resting on damon's chest, his arms wrapped around her shoulders. she wiggled out of his grasp and quietly got out of bed. she grabbed her misfits tee that she was wearing the night before, and slipped on her panties before heading downstairs to make some coffee.

juno made herself a cup of coffee, and sat down on her couch, mug of coffee in hand as she turned on the television. she watched the news for a bit, before hearing footsteps entering her living room. she turned to see a messy haired standing in her doorway, no shirt, and a cheeky grin on his face.

"good morning you". he said, walking over to where juno was sitting, plopping down onto the couch next to her.

"morning". juno smiled. she wasn't sure what or how her and damons relationship would change after last night, and she wondered what his intentions were.

"i've gotta head back up to london later, you should come up with me and meet the band". damon proposed, taking jumps coffee mug and taking a sip.

"oh.. are you sure? i'm not sure they'd be my biggest fans.. you know because of the whole rivalry between our bands". juno replied, snatching back her coffee.

"they only really dislike liam and noel, you've spoken openly about thinking that the feud is petty and so they don't mind you. plus i think you guys would really get along". damon replied, leaning against the headboard of the couch.

"alright then, sure". juno replied.

"we'd best start to get going though seeing as it takes us nearly two hours to get there innit". damon said, peering over at juno.

"yeah sure. i'll go get ready, i'll drive us up". juno replied, standing up to go get ready.

"i quite like you like this though". damon smirked, eyeing juno's bare legs under her oversized shirt.

"oh piss off". juno rolled her eyes playfully, turning away to hide the blush on her cheeks.

juno got dressed into a black nike cropped tank, as well as matching black nike parachute pants. she paired it with some chunky new balance trainers and her signature cross bag. she did some smudged black eyeliner and mascara for makeup, and just left her hair down. by the time she was done, damon was already downstairs waiting for her.

"let's get going then". juno smiled, grabbing her car keys.

juno and damon got into her baby blue volkswagen beetle, and began driving north. they grabbed some nandos on the way up, and spent most of the car ride listening to juno's mixtape. juno had very different music taste to the music she produced with her band. she loved 80's rock and metal. the tape they were listening to consisted mainly of mötley crüe, bon jovi, metallica and megadeth.

once the two arrived to the blur household, juno was incredibly nervous to meet damon's bandmates. she hoped he wouldn't tell them about their hookup last night. damon unlocked the front door, and juno entered their flat. immediately, juno and graham coxon made eye contact.

"juniper"? graham asked, looking between her and damon confusedly.

"hi garahm". juno replied, smiling at him.

garahm being the sweet soul that he is, returned juno's smile, but looked over again at damon, still very confused.

"helped her get home last night after we bumped into eachother at the pub. by the time i got there it was already late so i crashed there." damon explained. by now alex had heard everyone talking and came into the living room. he shot juno a disapproving glance before looking over tp damon.

"what are you two shagging now"? he asked, crossing his arms like an angry mother.

juno's eyes widened, hoping damon would take cover on this, and now tell james all the shenanigans that they had gotten up to the night prior.

"nah mate don't be like that. it's not like that". damon replied, shutting down alex's rude comment.

"well juniper, welcome to our flat. would you like a beer". graham asked.

"yes please, that would be wonderful". juno replied, smiling.

graham got her a beer, and the 4 of them sat in the living room and chatted for a few hours. dave was out with his girlfriend and wasn't able to come, but the 4 that were there had a blast. alex got piss drunk and everyone else was looking after him like they were his mums.

after a few hours, juno decided it would be best for her to head back to brighton as she needed to head up to manchester in a few days to record, but damon insisted on taking her to get ice cream first.

the two walked into downtown london, some paparazzi following them as they entered an ice cream shop. damon and juno are their ice cream before heading back to damon's flat, so juno could get going.

"goodbye damon, it was lovely seeing you." juno grinned, standing on the porch to damon's flat.

"bye love, here, call me this week". damon said, handing juno a cigarette with his number on it.

juno took the cigarette, and smiled at damon. she then pulled damon down to her height by the back of his neck to pull him into a kiss. the kiss was short and sweet, but still passionate.

"i'll call you, bye". juno said, starting to walk to her car.

"you do that love". damon replied.

authors note
shorter chapter today. i'm busy with studying for exams. what would you guys like to see more of in this story? let me know.