Def Leppard One-Shots

Welcome Home - Def Leppard x Reader

Dublin 1981 - Me and My Wine house

I walked up the rain stained steps of my home, thinking about how glad I was to finally be here after a long day of work.

Managing the local record store is something I am very grateful for. However, just like any other type of work environment, a few rude customers can quite literally turn my day to shit.

Quickly pushing my negative thoughts away, I step into the main entrance of my happy place as my nose becomes overwhelmed by the smell of someone cooking.

"Boooyyysss!! I'm homeee!!"

Immediately as those words leave my mouth, I become trampled by the one and only, Joe Elliott, running his way out the kitchen with pasta sauce stains on his shirt.

"Y/N, love! GOSH! The lord knows how much I've missed you and your precious face all day!"

He says as he releases his hands from my face while going in for a hug, never forgetting to leave a sloppy kiss on my cheek.

Suddenly raising his eyebrows with a smirk plastered on his adorable face, he says,

"Are you wearing what I think you're wearin?!"

Quickly remembering that I'm wearing my cropped, v-neck, red Leppard tank top (paired with dark blue flare jeans and one of the boys leather jackets), I blush at his wandering eyes and proud facial expression.

"Well, duh Joe, of course!"

I say, playfully shoving his chest.

"I'm very proud of you boys and how far you've all come with the band. Of course I'm gonna show you lot off any chance I get."

"You are too good to us, love." a new voice says from around the corner.

"Sav!!"

You exclaim, making your way around Joe's figure to enter the curly haired bassist's open arms.

Pulling away slowly from the embrace, Sav says,

"Nice outfit, Y/N/N."

He smirks as his eyes trail down your form.

Leaving you blushing as always, he gives you no time to respond as he says,

"Anyone give you problems at the store today? Cause if they did, I swear on all things holy, I'll-"

Sav's words were suddenly cut off by two pairs of loud footsteps making their way down the stairs.

"I CALL DIBS ON HUGGING HER FIRST" yells Phil to his terror twin.

"Not if I get to her first, SLOW POKE!" Steve replies.

"I'm not slow Steve! I can beat you all day in a swimming race!" a furious Phil throws back.

"Yeah, alright merman. We all know you have some weird obsession with the water. Now knock it off in front of the lady."

Steve says as he swiftly walks away from Phil pouting at the bottom of the stairs.

Laughing, you approach the taller blonde guitarist.

"Hi Steve! I've missed you."

You say as you are engulfed in yet another Leppard hug.

His smell of cigarettes and signature cologne always gave you a comfort like no other.

"Apologies for Mr. Grumpy-pants, love" pointing at Phil.

"Now, I'd keep you in a hug all day if I could, but I'd upset blondie over there if I didn't share you at least a little."

Steve adds as he reluctantly removes his hands from around your waist.

"C'mere Phil" you look to him as you initiate a hug, giving him a sweet kiss on his cheek.

Instantly forgetting his small battle with Steve, a now relieved Phil whispers in your ear.

"Thank god your home. I've had to deal with them all day."

Giggling at his words you see a sudden idea appear on his face.

"Y/N. Why don't you take a break at that record store and let us take care of you. Come with us on our next tour, for the whole thing!"

"Then this way, we could see you all the time!"

"Phil, I'm only gone a few hours a day during the week haha" you reply.

"Just think about it, okay." Phil slightly begs.

"Alright I will. And Phil, you're sweet. You know I'd love that more than anything, but I've gotta contribute somehow" you reply.

"Aye! I know a way she can contrib-" Joe says with a wiggle of his eyebrows.

"Oh shut it Joe" says Rick as he finally makes an appearance.

"I mean I wouldn't be opposed to-" joins in Sav.

Rick is quick to slap Sav on the arm, while the rest of the group, including you, giggle at their dirty remarks.

Rick has always been very protective of you, which you adored.

It's no secret that the boys were all attracted to you in one way or another, and you to them.

Their constant flirtatious behavior was nothing new to you and you secretly loved it. They all knew that.

Pulling Rick in for the final hug, you can't help but realize how grateful you are for your boys.

Snapping you out of your appreciative daydream, you feel Joe grab your hand.

You are suddenly being pulled out of Rick's arms, into the direction of the kitchen.

"C'mon love. Into the kitchen we go!" Joe says.

"I've made dinner!" Joe exclaims.

"Ughhhh" everyone in the rooms groans.

"We left him unsupervised for 30 minutes and he manages to sneak himself into the kitchen. Unbelievable." a nervous Rick replies.

Shaking my head at their silliness, I can't help but be forever grateful for getting to come home to this everyday.

My boys.