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TRNSMT (Request)

Sam Fender x Reader

Today was one of your favourite weekends of the whole year, this year is even more special. TRNSMT. You truly were proud to be Scottish during this festival and every year you were always in love with this weekend. However this year was so much more special as your boyfriend, Sam, headlined the Saturday.

You were currently getting ready to go meet Sam in his dressing room at Glasgow Green. You were buzzing around with excitement as you got your things ready and got into your car.

During your car ride, you couldn't help but replay his past years performing and bursting with pride over him headlining. You truly saw how much he glowed on a Scottish stage, being surprised at the reaction he got from the crowd.

You walked into the dressing room and were engulfed by boyish screams as they were over the top with excitement for their show.

"Hey darlin', you alright?" Sam asked as he pulled you into his chest, your happy place.

"Of course I am, I'm so excited for you and proud. How are you?" You replied, kissing his cheek after.

"Nervous of course being the headliner and all but better now you're here," He said, kissing your forehead and making you smile.

"Sam come on, Scottish crowds love you and I can tell you that with no ounce of a lie as a true Scotsman" You reassure him.

"I just wanna get out there," He said, basically bouncing all over the place.

The rest of your day until his set was spent stood by his side reassuring him of how much your country adored him, how much you loved him, and how proud you were.

They all made their way onto the stage with their final words and hugs. Sam gave you a wink as he pulled the guitar over his shoulder as you said "Scots love you Sam, go smash it".

The familiar tune of Will We Talk played as they walked out, one of your favourites. Soon as Sam grabbed the mic and started singing, you started screaming next to the stage and lived your best life.

You admired the way he played the guitar and sang with everything he had. You were so proud of how far he had come from playing on a small stage to headlining and everything else he had achieved this year so far.

You teared up as you watched him stare in shock at the crowd just before playing Spice which you knew was one of his favourites because he loved watching the crowd go wild, especially to his songs.

You couldn't help but burst out laughing as the crowd shouted with their lungs, "FUCK THE TORIES". Sam of course edged them on which made you laugh your heart out but also joined in with your Scottish accent being as evident as ever.

Soon enough The Dying Light started playing which made Sam give you a little look as he knew how much it meant to you, even getting it tattooed onto your skin. You screamed the lyrics with pride as happy tears streamed down your face watching him.

All you could think was that is your boyfriend on that stage. Your heart had that tingling swelled feeling and you wouldn't change it for the world. This was your happy place, watching him live his dreams with you side stage bursting with pride.

It came towards the end of the set with just Hypersonic Missiles left and you knew a Sam speech was coming, so you had your tissue ready to sort your mascara.

"It's fucking mental to be here. It's just really the most bizarre experience headlining anything. I have imposter syndrome to the max right now like. Stood up here going what the fuck is going on. We fucking grew up with them two Kasabian albums, them first two like. It's just fucking bizarre. I kept just going around today going what's going on. It's fucking bizarre, it's fucking stupid. Thank you so much, you're legends. We'll be back soon. Ganna try to not have a major fucking panic attack. Let's play the song that got us into this mess. Glasgow goodnight!" You watched your boyfriend speak into the mic.

The oh's soon followed as Sam played the guitar and looked at you with shock. You mouthed 'I love you' before he started singing with the Scottish crowd and his Geordie best mates.

You watched your fellow Scots jump and scream to his songs with all their power, accents radiating all over the place. And you knew at that moment Sam had become a beloved artist within your culture.

He soon walked off stage, making a b-line towards you, picking you up, and spinning you. You wiped the small tears that had fallen from his eyes as he looked into your tearful eyes.

"That was fucking mental like" He spoke as you kissed his cheek.

"I think you're an honoree Scotsman now can't lie like" You laughed as he made a face of disgust in reference to your constant battle of Geordie and Scotland.

"Do you reckon your family will love me now?" He said in reference to your dad's constant joke of him headlining TRNSMT.

"They always have Sam," You say.

He just nods and kisses you.

"I'm so proud of you Sam, I can't even put it into words. From supporting Springsteen to St James and now this. I'm so happy to be your girlfriend and I'm so proud of you Sam Fender" You speak to him.

He didn't have to reply, he just hugged you and muttered 'I love you' as he teared up with shock and happiness.

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I just want to stay this one of my favourite requests of all time. I know that sounds stupid but if you don't know a lot of my family is scottish and I even have a weird scottish twist on my accent. So Sam headlining TRNSMT means so much to me because it's a big thing to me, I watch it every year and yeah I just loved writing this. i cried a lot writing this. a new favourite anon. sorry for getting soppy, love you all and enjoy - ash x