80s Band Imagines

🧡Axl #8- Issues

Axl has trust issues.
It's not his fault; he's had them his whole life. He's struggled through letdown after letdown.

June has phone problems.
It's either always on 'do not disturb', dead, or she just straight up forgets it.

This, however, often causes problems with her boyfriend, Axl. Axl likes to know where June is, mainly for his peace of mind. If she goes out without him or just goes shopping or out in general, he likes to check in or likes checkpoints. These are things Junes doesn't mind doing and there are usually no problems. 

Usually.

But, just like any human being, June made a mistake. She'd left her phone on the charger and left home without it. She went out to the bar with one of her best friends and didn't even realize she didn't have her phone until it was time to leave. 

"Fuck. I forgot my phone. Shit, Ax is probably so mad."
She worried, creases already forming between her eyebrows.

"It's alright, we'll just walk home together and then you can explain when we get home."
Her friend comforts her.

"Yeah."
She mumbles, letting her friend lead her outside.

After about 10 minutes, June sees Axl's car pull up beside them and a frantic Axl rushing out towards them.

"Baby, thank fuck! Where were you?"
He asks frantically.

"We went to the bar, Ax. 'nd I forgot my phone."
June admits sheepishly.

"You're joking right?"
Axl asks with wide eyes.

"I-I'm sorry."
She nervously whispered.

"Jesus fuck, do you know what time it is? I've got the band out looking for you!"
Axl loudly explained.

"Axl, I'm sorry. I just forgot-'

"Get in the fucking car."
He growled, heading for his car.

"I better go."
June breathed.

"Go, my apartment is right around the block. Go calm him down."
Her friend urges, looking at Axl with unsure eyes.

"Bye, love you."
June smiled, hugging her friend tightly before letting go and turning to get into the car with Axl.

"Where the fuck have you been?"
Axl loudly asks, making June flinch in her seat.

"Told you, was out at the bar with Jen."
She says, nervously fiddling with her fingers.

"And why did you leave your fucking phone?"

"I just forgot it, 'm sorry."
June says softly, shrinking in on herself.

"You forgot it. Fan-fucking-tastic."
Axl sarcastically said.

"I'm sorry, Ax. I didn't me-"

"I know, I know, 'you didn't mean to'."
He sassed, June's eyes beginning to well with tears.

Normally, Axl is very calm and collected during these situations. Especially because June feels guilty about making him worry. But this time, he was so blinded by his own panic that he forgot to think about June's feelings too.

"Y'know, baby, you use that excuse and use that excuse but you haven't changed shit. I swear you do this just to fuck with me."
Axl scolds, causing tears to overflow off of her waterline.

June sniffles, catching Axl's attention. His rough exterior crumbles as he watches her tuck her bottom lip between her teeth to silence her cries.

"June, baby-"