Metallica smut/fluff || x reader

79. Dave Mustaine // maneater

So, this chapter is about Y/n going to a show for Metallica in 1983 for Kill 'Em All and is a long time friend with Dave but the whole band wants Y/n and Y/n thinks it's funny until Dave claims her as his own
Fluff
Dave's pov

I furrowed my brows in frustration as I couldn't find my hair comb. I had been looking for it in my dressing room for a solid 15-20 minutes.

"Who the fuck stole my comb!?" I yell.

"Sorry, Dave, it was me."

I glanced and saw Y/n with her hair all wavy and long as she looked like a total rocker. My eyes softened and I sighed.

"It's okay. Ask before you take something, okay?"

She nods and walks to me before giving it back, "Sorry, I lost mine too. I think I left it in the hotel."

That's when James was passing by but he stopped and smirked at Y/n.

"Look at you! You look good," he said as she turned around and looked at him.

"Off limits, Hetfield," she snapped at him.

He laughed and walked away as I furrowed my brows and made her look at me.

"You know that if they say anything like that again to you, I'll make sure they regret it."

She blushed and held my face, "Get ready and get your guitar. We need to be on stage soon."

She then left my room as I sighed and readjusted my pants and my hair before looking in the mirror. I had a sleeveless Metallica shirt on with my skinny jeans and Reeboks with my hair down and curly. I combed my hair a little more before quickly grabbing my guitar and running out of my room. That's when I saw Y/n walking up the steps to the stage with her leather pants and Metallica sleeveless tight tank top and Reeboks. I gazed at her just before James came up towards her and began to talk and flirt with her. I scowled and tried to ignore them until Y/n came to me and held my arm as we walked out to the screaming crowded arena and big lights.

"Dave! We got this!" She tells me.

I smiled and nod as he pecked my cheek before running over to one side of the stage and to the other, saying high to everyone. I gazed at her smile and her hair as she looked at Cliff and smiled as he went up to her and got close. Too close. I cocked a brow and set up my guitar while her and him talked. That's when he patted her shoulder and walked away.

"All right!! Are we fucking nuts tonightttt!?!" James shrieked into the mic as it rang throughout the arena.

The crowd scream loudly as I noticed Y/n wave her arms for everyone to be louder as James repeated himself. Tonight is gonna be fucking wild.

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The concert was over and we were all cleaned up and out for dinner. Y/n on stage was very outgoing and crazy but off stage she was kind of shy and...so, so, so innocent looking. She seemed so submissive and sweet...fuck. No matter how long I've known her, she somehow seemed to tease me so much that I couldn't contain myself but I had to. She sat next to me too at this sushi place we were eating at. James and Lars sat beside each other as Cliff sat with them too.