80s Band Imagines

💚Saul/Slash #16- Please

Angsty Fluffy

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We both knew it was wrong from the very beginning. Fatal attraction, forbidden love, call it what you want. I call it the right person, shitty luck and fucked up circumstances.

"So, what's the song about?"
Axl asked, taking the cigarette from his mouth.

"Wanting what you can't have."
Slash muttered, his eyes locking with mine.

"Seems deep for a guitarist."
Duff chuckled, punching Slash in the arm.

"The words just fell on the paper, man."
Slash laughed, trying to play it off as if it weren't killing us.

"Well, fuck, let's record."
Izzy chimed in, putting an arm around Axl's shoulders.

Slash went first, recording the riff for the background. While Slash was recording, Duff came to sit by me, but my eyes were so trained on Slash that I didn't even notice.

"The song's about you, y'know."
Duff whispered.

"What?"
I asked, looking over at him.

"This song, the one we're recording; it's about you. I think everyone knows that."
Duff said, giving me a 'cut the bullshit' look.

"I don't know what you want me to say to that, Duff."
I said honestly.

"Stop tormenting him, please."
Duff said quietly.

"Duff, I don't on purpo-"

"I know, Bug. I think I know you better than everyone here; we grew up together, y'know."
He reminded me softly.

"I just- I know he's married. Fuck, Duff; I can't fuck that up for him. Not more than I already have.
I said, looking down and picking at my fingers, mumbling the last sentence.

"He loves you."

"Don't you dare say that to me."
I snapped at the bassist.

"He does. I think he loves you more than he loves his wife, June. In all the years I've seen him with her, he's never looked at her like he looks at you. Not even for half a second. Either fuck shit up or reject him. But stop tormenting him."
Duff said sharply.

"But Duff-"

"No, June. This is something you have to do. But put him out of his misery. Because sitting here watching him look at you and want you is painful. Because I know that you're too good of a person to do anything to hurt him."
Duff reasoned, before patting my leg and standing, going over to talk to Izzy.

I sighed and put my head in my hands. I knew Duff was right. I knew that full well. What I didn't know was what to do. Yes, I was attracted to Slash, and one night we had sex. But we both knew it would never work, I thought. But now, with this song, maybe I'm more to him than I originally thought. And him more to me.

"You look like someone just killed your puppy dog. What's with the pout, Sunshine?"
Izzy asked, sitting next to me where Duff previously was.

"I'm fucked."
I groaned, leaning onto Izzy's shoulder.

"I'm guessing the song made you rethink something you thought you had made up your mind about?"
He asked.

"Jesus, does everyone know the song's about me?"
I groaned.

"The only thing missing is your fuckin' name June. It was blatantly obvious. Especially when he looked straight at you when he told us what the song was about."
Izzy pointed out.