Y/n: In the middle of recording the album, nothing too crazy was going on besides a couple parties hosted at our house. Mick Riva even showed up to one!
Warren: Mick was something else, he was like what? Forty something with three kids and still partying like he was younger.
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You woke up this morning for your shopping trip with the girls. Warren was already awake, flipping flapjacks on the stove in the fancy kitchen.
You walked up behind him and wrapped your arms and his waist, leaning against his back.
"Hi." You said with a smile.
"Hey, babe. Want some pancakes?" Warren asked.
"Of course. Let me go get the TV trays set up." You replied and went off to the living room. The two of you didn't really use the dining room. You usually would eat breakfast while watching the news in the morning, a sitcom at lunch, and a movie at dinner with one of your VHS tapes.
The two of you sat in front of the TV and watched the news, checking out what's going on in the world. "Can you actually believe that the Vietnam war was only like three years ago? That's so crazy." You spoke out.
"Yeah. Thank god I didn't get drafted. Unlike Chuck." There was a sad aura in the room. You didn't meet Chuck, but you knew that he was the rhythm guitarist before you, and he got drafted into the war and passed away from fighting it.
You rubbed your boyfriend's shoulder comfortably, "It's okay, Warren. He was your best friend and band mate. It's understandable you're still upset. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bring it up."
The drummer waved you off, "It's fine. Hey, if it didn't happen, I'd probably wouldn't have met you so."
"You probably still would've."
After a bit of silence the two of you discuss your individual plans for today. "Well, I'm going shopping with Daisy, Karen, and Camila." You said.
"I'm gonna hang out with Eddie and Graham. They want to go to this new disco club."
"Be careful. Don't get too wasted."
"You're one to talk, Y/n." And you laughed at that. It was very true.
At around 12, you got ready to go shopping. Karen was going to pick you up along with the others. You wore a white fluffy fur coat, blue denim shorts, a black cropped top, and brown cowboy boots. Also adding a Chanel bag and aviator sunglasses.
Hearing the car horn outside, you quickly kissed Warren goodbye before running out the door. You opened the gate with the button and jumped in the car.
"Okay, ladies. Let's go!" You exclaimed and they all laughed, Karen began to speed off.
You went shopping at Beverly Hills since you all have the money for it now. You got recognized by some fans which was fun. Taking pictures and signing autographs and even signing a pair of boobs. Warren's gonna be so jealous you thought with a laugh.
As the four of you walked-Camila pushing Julia in the stroller-you noticed a familiar looking woman. You hit Daisy on the arm and she got the two other girls' attention. "Holy shit is that..." Daisy trailed off.
"Evelyn Hugo?" You finished for her.
The Hollywood starlet was just walking with her best friend Celia St. James.
Of course, later on you'll learn she was more than a best friend.
You guys continued walking not wanting to cause too much of a scene. Going into designer store after designer store, you ended up getting a late lunch.
"How's motherhood treating you?" You asked Camila.
"Oh, it's alright. Ever since Billy's gotten sober it's been great. He's actually there you know?" You nodded in agreement. But couldn't help but notice in your peripheral vision that Daisy tensed up when she heard the front man's name.
"Well, anyways. That's good. See, me and Warren were thinking of having kids in 20 years." You babbled on about you and Warren. Sometimes you get carried away.
Later, when the sun was setting, Karen dropped you all off one by one. You walked into your mansion, "I'm home!" You called out.
As you sat your bags down, the drummer came downstairs in just plaid pajama pants rubbing his eyes. "Hey," he yawned, "I was waiting for you to get back home so I can go to sleep."
You walked up to him and gave him a kiss, wrapping your arms and his neck. "You can sleep without me you know." You giggled.
"I know, but I just need you there with me. Otherwise I'm gonna worry about whether you're safe or not." He buried his face in your hair and sighed, taking in the smell.
The two of you turned out all the lights and went to bed.
YOU ARE READING
Made for each other
Fanfiction(Warren Rojas x Reader) Y/n: Warren, where do I start with Warren? Warren: Y/n is my everything Karen: it was very clear Y/n and Warren were made for each other.
