Wrapped in romance💫💞 (James Hetfield one shot)

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Today is a special day: the band and James are going to participate at MTV awards. He has to go there in 2 hours, and guess what? He hasn't choose his clothes to put yet. The room is messy and he's playing with his guitar. "James, you have to get ready. You haven't even chose the clothes!" I say and he looks up to me. "I don't know, what to wear" he says scratching his head. "Do want my help, James?" I say with a playful tone. "Maybe after, I want to choose something by myself" he says getting up and smirks at me. God, I know what that smirk means. I reach him in the bedroom, and I see him choosing some crazy clothes. "Look, Wouldn't this outfit be cool?" He says trying not to laugh. "James, you better be joking. How can you want to put one of my bra with some jeans for an important night like the MTv awards, are you nuts?" I say shocked, but I knew he was going to do some shit. "And what's wrong with that? I look cool in whatever I wear" he says laughing and I grab a pillow and I started hit him.


"Of course my dear, but I want to add some more accessories for you" I say continuing hitting him with the pillow and he is laughing. "Y/n, please stop! Do you want to ruin my beautiful face?" He says and I stop. "How I can ever ruin your beautiful face?" I say leaning closer to him and kissing his cheek. "Come on, let's get serious now. What are you planning on wearing?"I ask him.
"You know what, it's not the faintest idea. But I know I can trust you with this, right, my darling?" He says smirking. "Of course, even because I have a better taste of fashion. So let's see what you have" I say and start to look in his wardrobe. "What do you think about this leather pants and this black shirt. I think they suit you very good" I ask him. "Mhh, I think they're perfect" he says. "Well, I did my job. When you finish, let me see." I say and I turn around to exit but then James grabs my wrist and he leans closer to my face. "I want that you help me dressing me" he murmurs with a seductive tone. "Ohh, so you want me to dress you?" I whisper softly and he nods.



 "Okay, buy at least, you can wear your pants by yourself" I say and I back off. He puts his pants while he exchanged glance with me. Then he starts wearing his shirt, but I stop him. "No, I'm gonna do that" I say smirking. I helped him wearing the shirt and then I started to button up the shirt. With each button I pressed I could hear his breathing becoming a little bit more labored. I look up and see him smiling. I was doing the last button when he stopped me leaning me closer to him. "You're even more beautiful when you're concentrated" he says and tucking my hair behind my ear and I smiled. "But I want the last button being unbuttoned" he murmurs and I rest my hand on his chest. "Yeah, I think it's better like this. You're so hot. You know, I might be jealous" I say. "You know that you don't have to be. I have only eyes to you" he says and my heart softens at his words. "I know, I trust you, James" I say and he kisses me softly resting his hands on my waist. "I'm the one who has to be jealous, you make it impossible to focus on anything else" he murmured and he kissed me again but this time was slow and intoxicating. "But you know that I'm only yours" I whispered and he nods. 



"Tell that again, I want to listen it again" he asked, resting his hand in my cheek. "I'm yours" I whispered and he caressed my cheek. "Yeah, you're mine darling. If I see a man looking at you I will ruin him apart" he says and I slapped him softly. "You don't want to become a murderer, do you?" I ask him. "For you, I'll do everything" he says and my heart raced at his words. "I love you, James" "I love you more darling." "Are you ready for the MTv awards?" I asked. He chuckled softly. "With you by my side? Always." He kissed my forehead and then took my hand, and together we headed out the door, our fingers intertwined as the night awaited for us.


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