things i write when im bored

something about jonny greenwood.

(this is not an X reader this is NOT an X reader!!!!)

set on christmas night of 1995. cute!

You were walking home from the record store with a Radiohead CD in hand. Their newest album, also know as "The Bends" had piqued your younger sister's interests but she's far too young to have even a pound to her name so you knew you had to buy it for her. It's not like you minded at all, though. It makes an amazing last-minute gift and a surprise present because you know damn well she isn't expecting such a thing.

You're really excited to see her reaction and to listen to it with her as you both like the band very much and you're also completely new to album, Why wouldn't you be? Now that's all handy and dandy, but one thought emerges in your mind.

"How am I even going to wrap this..?"

You wonder to yourself. Maybe you should buy a box and put it in there? Maybe you should just wrap the CD itself? You sigh loudly in defeat as you've no way to go about this.

Now, that's when the world's craziest, never-thought-of-before idea comes to mind as you mutter to yourself as you smile, no longer feeling such defeat.

"Wait.. why don't I just hide it behind my back and surprise her that way?"

You feel as though that would be better in more ways than one and start walking quicker as your mind is set on getting home before she falls asleep. You want to listen to this album with her and you just know she would stay up for something like this.

You hold the CD tightly in both of your hands. It's alright if you haven't gotten one for yourself yet, You will eventually. Or just share the CD with her, It's no big deal for you, really.

You hear two brits conversing in an interesting concert, their voices sound familiar to you for whatever reason.

Your head slightly turns to the direction of the faint but at the same time, clear noise and you see.. a sight to see.

Your eyes widen and your jaw drops halfway open as you see the frontman and lead guitarist of Radiohead.

"Oh my god.." you mumble to yourself.

One of the men look to you, you're a little creeped out. How did he even know you were looking at the pair?

You see and faintly hear the two mutter to each-other. Something about their last concert.

That's when you remembered you had indeed gone to a few of their concerts, but in truth you had tried to go to every single one.

The two walk up to you, smiles on their faces. You look at them as you maintain the shock on your face.

The black-haired guy- wait, you know his name, It's Jonny Greenwood. Anyways, he says to you in a friendly tone;

"Hey. You've been to some of our concerts, right?"

Thom intervenes before you get to reply to Jonny, sounding confused as ever.

"Huh? 'Thought he's only been to one of our concerts?"

"What? No."

Jonny pauses, confused..

"Wait, Thom, you don't even recognize him? Come on.."

You stand there, silent and nervous. You aren't sure why 'cause they've given you their autograph before.

"I don't, no.. my memory is shite right now. Sorry, mate.."

You feel a hand lightly pat your shoulder, was that Thom? You look up and oh, yes it was.

You stumble over your words for a good minute until you're finally able to speak regularly.

"D-don't worry. I totally understand, my memory isn't the very best, either."

The two of you exchange awkward chuckles before Jonny speaks up.

"You two.. it hurts to see this, and.. hey. Since you've got our new album, give it here!"

"What?" You say, with confusion in your eyes.

"Thom.." Jonny whispers.

"Oh, ye."

Thom pulls a pen out of his pocket, giving it to him in a sudden rush. You look down at the pen, understanding what he mean't now.

"Oh.."

"Jonny honestly grabs it out of your hands. But, your grip had loosened, anyways.
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