du bist sehr schön | damon albarn

13.

a few hours later, and juno, as well as all of the members of blur were sitting at a booth in a pub round the corner from the boys flat. juno was sandwiched in between graham and alex, and sat directly across from damon who had dave sat beside him. four them were sipping their drinks of choice, beers, while juno sipped a double rum and coke.

"i dunno how you manage with them. they're insufferable". alex chuckled, referring to the gallagher brothers he loathed.

"some could say the same about you, mate". juno replied, warning laughs from the boys.

"touché, touché". alex smirked, nudging juno with his elbow. like damon had mentioned before, alex thought juno was proper fit. he had even spoken in interviews about 'how shagable she was' and how 'liam was a lucky lad'. this is why damon wasn't too pleased about how alex had been acting towards juno. normally, a person would just think he was being nice, but damon knew alex and knew that he was being flirty.

"i'm gonna go grab a fag quickly, i'll be right back". juno stated, scooting past alex and out of the booth. juno couldn't see it, but as she brushed past alex, his eyes never left her ass in the leather miniskirt she was wearing. damon certainly noticed this, and was disgusted, not to mention jealous.

"me too". alex added, also slipping out of the booth and out the restaurant.

damon stared alex down until he left the restaurant. his gaze cold and angry.

"i'm gonna fucking kill that twat". damon spat, eyeing graham who was still sitting across from him.

"damon, she's fine. she can handle herself". graham said, trying to calm damon down.

"it's not her i'm worried about".. damon replied, not taking his eyes off of the two, who he could see through the window of the pub.

meanwhile, outside, juno was grabbing a marlboro gold from her pack, and lighting it.

"so what brings you up here, juniper"? alex asked, also grabbing a cigarette.

"oh i live in brighton and was on my way up to manchester to practice, and thought i'd stop by". juno explained, taking a puff of her cigarette.

"no, i mean what brings you here? to us. you're supposed to hate us". alex replied, leaning against the brick wall.

"i find that drama petty. you know that". juno said, looking up at alex.

"sure, but i still don't understand why you're visiting us of all people". alex knew exactly why she was here. he just wanted her to say it. he had his superstition that damon had shagged her, but wanted to get it confirmed.

"damon invited me up". juno replied simply, taking a long drag from her cigarette.

"why? are you guys a thing"? alex smirked down at juno.

"uh- no? not really"? juno's voice went high, sounding as if she was trying to convince herslef of her situation with damon.

"you don't sound very convincing. anyways, you're too pretty for him, i reckon". alex said smugly.

"alright mate". juno replied, rolling her eyes as she stomped on her cigarette, re-entering the pub.

juno didn't like how cocky alex was. he has some sort of superiority complex that he needed to get over. his ego inflated so much, someone needed to give him a reality check desperately. juno slid back into the booth, and before alex came in, damon switched seats so that she was now sa switched in between him and graham, forcing alex to sit next to dave.

damon didn't like seeing alex try to chat up juno. knowing alex, all he wanted was a quickie every here and there, with no strings attached. damon really was starting to like juno. he knew he would treat her so much better than alex ever could.

alex sat beside dave, and shot damon a confused glance. damon just looked back at alex with a death stare, putting his arm around jumos bare shoulders, her white tube top leaving the skin bare. juno didn't notice that small interaction, as she was too busy conversing with dave about percussion.

after about two drinks later, and the five were walking back to the flat. juno, damon and graham were just slightly tipsy, alex was piss drunk and dave wasn't even close to tipsy. once they were back in the slightly messy apartment, alex stumbled off to bed, dave and graham deciding to watch a show in the living room. damon suggested that him and juno could go watch a film in his bedroom, to which juno accepted.

"how 'bout pulp fiction"? damon asked, grabbing the tape and holding it up for juno to see.

"is that even a question"? juno grinned

"just give me a second, i'm gonna go change into something more comfortable". she added. the white turtle neck tank, paired with a leather miniskirt and thigh high black sheer tights weren't the most comfortable clothes.

"no worries". damon replied, taking a seat on the bed.

juno grabbed her backpack, and took out the short, black nightgown and matching black panties, and headed to the bathroom to change. juno knew exactly what she was doing while picking out her pyjamas for her trip to london. the dress fit her perfectly, and was incredibly skimpy. as she was walking out of the bathroom, she was met with alex, who was waiting to use the bathroom.

"you look fuckin' fit". alex smirked, looking her up and down.

"thanks wanker". juno joked, walking past him and back into damon's room.

when she walked in, damon was under the covers, television remote in hand. he glanced at juno, and did a double take when he saw her state.

"bloody hell". damon sighed, shifting under the covers.

juno smirked slightly, joining damon under the covers. damon was shirtless, wearing a pair of black sweatpants. damon unpaused the film, and lifted his arm for juno to curl up against him, wrapping his arm around her back.

the two we're basically silent through the whole film, other than pointing stuff out and making inferences. when it was finished, damon turned off the television and looked down at juno, who was already staring at his lips. damon used his hand that wasn't wrapped around her, to brush a strand of hair behind her ear, before cupping her jaw and bringing it towards his face.

the two exchanged a slow, passionate kiss. juno's one hand rested on his chest as she swung her leg over his, straddling him. the kiss started to get faster, but it was cleared that the two of them were really only wanting to snog. if they were to do anything else, everyone else in the house would be aware of it, and they weren't a huge fan of that.

after a long makeout session, juno was dozing off, her head rested on damon's chest as she felt it rise and lower with each breath he took. his one hand tracing shapes onto her back. soon enough, juno fell asleep, damon doing the same shortly after.

authors note
i say this every time, but i'm so sleepy guys💀
i'm getting tickets to see duran duran since i'm gonna be in the USA for a bit in september so that's exciting. anyways good night my loves