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15.

damon woke up the next morning, to a sleeping juno beside him. smiling softly, he brought his hand up to her face, and gently brushed the strands of hair on her face behind her ear. he then lowered his hand to her jaw, softly caressing her cheek with his thumb. this caused juno's green eyes to flutter open, smiling sleepily when her eyes met damon's.

"good morning". damon smiled.

"morning". juno replied groggily, rubbing her eyes.

"we should get up, i wanted to take you out for breakfast before you head up north". damon said, stroking her head.

"mmmm- i don't wanna. it's warm in here". juno protested, pulling the cover over her head.

damon responded by pulling the cover back, grabbing her waist and flipping her over, as he began to tickle her.

"da- damon stop-" juno laughed, trying to wiggle out of his grasp, which she eventually did. she then got up and pulled on one of damon's tee shirts from his closet, as well as a pair of undies she packed, as the two made their way into the living room. graham was sitting on the couch, watching the news.

"morning graham". juno smiled plopping down next to him.

"good morning, you should definitely come visit more often, we all had a lot of fun last night". graham beamed.

"yeah, some of us a lot more fun than others". alex smirked as he walked out of his bedroom, smirking as his eyes moves between juno and damon. alex's room was right beside damon's, so she guessed he might've heard lasts nights encounter. juno turned bright pink, as damon shot alex a death stare.

"anyways.. yes graham i'll definitely come up more, if damon wants me to". junk changed the subject, peering over at damon, who was putting two teabags into mugs.

"oh believe me, he does. he doesn't shut up about you". alex spilled, leaning over the kitchen island to slightly whisper into juno's ear, still being loud enough for damon to hear. graham just say there, pretending to mind his business by watching the television.

"oi, shut it mate". damon whisper shouted, embarrassed by his mate.

"oh no, do tell me more. what exactly does he say"? juno asked, also leaning over the counter, so that alex could actually whisper what he had to say, so damon wouldn't hear.

"he goes on and on about how stunning you are, and how you're different from your bandmates, how he wants to"- was all alex could say before damon grabbed juno, pulling her away from alex and into his side. glaring at alex, who was laughing alongside juno.

"who knew damon albarn could be so smitten". juno grinned, elbowing him lightly in the side.

"shut up". damon's face was bright red, hiding it in the crook of her neck.

juno, alex and now graham continued to laugh at how bashful damon was being, until sami. reminded juno that she needed to get ready to go out for breakfast. juno got changed into a simple fitted, cropped white tank, and some army green cargo pants, that were low rise which showed off her belly button ring. she packed up her backpack, and soon enough was ready to leave.

all three of damon's band mates were waiting in the living room for juno to come back out.

"bye juno, good to meet you". dave smiled.

"you too". juno returned his smile.

"lovely to meet you in person juno, definitely come visit soon". graham said, pulling her in for a hug.

"absolutely, i'll call you guys". juno replied.

"good luck suffering with the gallaghers". alex chuckled, also pulling juno in for a hug, except his hug was much less of a friendly gesture like grahams, and more touchy. juno didn't seem to notice, but mr. albarn surely did.

"see you guys soon"! juno waved before shutting the door behind her and damon. as soon as the door was closed, damon wrapped his arm around juno's shoulders. he was feeling protective of her after alex's actions, and even a little bit jealous. juno had no idea why he was being so soppy, but definitely wasn't complaining.

"we can go to a diner, there's one just up the road". damon said, removing his arm from around her when they got outside, not sure if paparazzi was around.

"that sounds lovely". juno smiled, following damon up the street

a small group of paparazzi started to snap photos of the pair as they walked to the diner, but luckily nothing crazy. when the two walked in, an older woman came to greet them.

"morning damon! who's this lovely lady you've got here"? the woman beamed.

"this here is juniper, she makes music too. juno, this is margaret". damon introduced, putting his arm around her torso.

"pleasure to meet you juniper. follow me, i'll get you guys a booth furthest from the windows". margaret smiled, motioning for the two to follow her to the furthest booth, way in the back of the restaurant.

"here you are, i'll be back in just a moment". margaret said as juno and damon slid into the booth, handing them menus.

"thank you". juno smiled.

damon and juno sat in silence for a couple of minutes as they read the menu. juno had decided on the french toast, while damon went with s full english breakfast. margaret came back to take their orders, and told juno about how she had known damon, as well as the rest of blur since they moved into their flat, and how she viewed herself as their aunt.

"she's such a gem". juno beamed, loving how precious and content margaret was. she also had clearly taken a liking to juno.

"we're grateful for her. she keeps us out of trouble". damon chuckled, taking a sip of his tea.

"oh- off topic, but my brother asked about you". juno smirked as damon's face dropped.

"simon? le bon"? damon asked apprehensively, his expression still cold.

"that would be him, wouldn't it"? juno snickered, finding it rather funny how nervous damon was.

"what did he say"? damon asked, expecting the worst, for some odd reason.

"he saw that one magazine from a couple weeks ago, and then the one of liam throwing a hissy fit outside of my house, and asked what was going on and stuff. nothing crazy". juno replied. damon's shoulders noticeably lowered, exhaling a breath he didn't know he was holding.

"john took the phone from him, and had some... more questions".. juno smirked again, watching damon's past actions repeat.

"taylor?! what did he say"? damon whisper shouted.

"he was essentially just asking if he needed to knock liam around". juno replied.

"okay so.. nothing bad"? damon confirmed, margaret coming and bringing their breakfast.

"no, nothing bad damon". juno replied, digging into her meal.

after about another 45 minutes, juno and damon were in his car, driving up to manchester. originally, juno was going to take the train, but damon wanted to spend more time with her, and decided to drive her up. they were listening to a mix CD that juno made, titled 'i like kissing you a lot' which she had made years ago, while secretly dating her best friend in highschool.

her 'best friend', amelia and her dated secretly for about a year when they were 15. the united kingdom in the 1980's was definitely not the best place to be if you were queer, and so that's the reason it was in secret. she was juno's first love, and to this day, only noel knew about it.

the two had to break up after 11 months, when amelia's mother found out that she was lesbian, and sent her to a catholic school in nottingham. through all of that, amelia never once snitched on juno, and juno was forever grateful for that.

juno and damon were singing along to 'girls on film' by duran duran, as they drove up north. juno didn't expect damon to listen to them at all, but here he was singing along like he was a 1985 fangirl.

authors note

i hate hate hate radiohead so much ngl.