Bandom One-shots book 3

Confessions (Duzzy)

It's 1987, and we just finished a show. I asked Duff to meet me in my hotel room so now we're in my dimly lit hotel room. Duff entered the room, his leather jacket still on and his hair disheveled from the show. I was laying on the bed, sipping a beer, staring at the ceiling. The room smelled faintly of smoke and stale beer. There's an awkward silence as Duff shut the door behind him.

"So what's the deal? You wanted to see me?" He said, that cocky grin on his face but I could tell he was exhausted. "Yeah, yeah....I did. It's uh...it's kinda important, man" I said sitting up as I looked at him. Duff took a seat at the edge of the bed as I crossed my legs. "Important? You're not gonna tell me I'm late for something, are you? 'Cause I swear, I've lost track of time with these damn after-parties." He said rubbing the back of his neck. 

"Nah, it's not that. It's just... it's not easy for me to talk about, you know?" I said looking at him as he paused, he noticed the change in my demeanor. "Hey, you're making me nervous now, man. What's going on?" He said as his eyes met mine. I took a deep breath before taking a swig of the beer. 

"I'm just gonna say it straight. I, uh... I've been thinking a lot, and I don't wanna make this weird or nothing, but... I think you're the only person who gets me on this whole damn tour. It's like, I dunno, something's been there for a while. Something more than just being bandmates, y'know?"  I said looking at him as he furrowed his brows in confusion, but I could tell he was intrigued. "Izzy, what the hell are you talking about?" He said crossing his arms over his chest. 

I sighed as I placed my head in my hands. "I mean, we've been through a lot together. All of us, sure, but with you... it's always been different." I paused and looked at Duff with more intensity. "There's something I've been feeling... and I think you've felt it too." I could see his eyes widening as the realization dawned on him. "Wait... are you saying what I think you're saying?" He said placing his hand on my thigh, I could feel my cheeks heating up.

"Yeah. I... I've been holding it in for a while. I didn't know if you'd feel the same way, and I didn't wanna screw things up. But fuck it. I can't keep pretending I don't feel it." I said nodding, my voice softer, more vulnerable. "So, what? You're saying... us? Like, more than just... the usual shit?" He said as his hand was still on my thigh. 

"Yeah. More than just the usual shit, Duff. I'm not sure how to explain it, but it's there. I mean, I don't know what it is, but it's real." I said my voice almost a whisper. "Damn, I never thought you'd be the one to put it out there like this." He said with his signature cocky smirk before he continued, "But hell, I've been feeling something too, man. Something I couldn't quite put into words, y'know?"

"I thought you might. I mean, there's this... connection between us. It's like we can talk without words half the time. And when I see you onstage, it's like I'm seeing the same thing in my head, like we're in tune." I said as I exhaled in relief. "Yeah... I've felt that. A lot. I just never really—hell, I didn't know if you were into the same thing. Thought maybe I was just reading too much into it." He said as that cocky grin was back on his face. 

I chuckled quietly, "I guess we both were. So what do we do about it?" I asked as he leaned closer to me. I knew what he was doing, I wrapped my arms around his neck as I crashed our lips together. I needed this, there was so much pent up emotion and hidden feelings in it. "I love you Izzy" He said in between kisses as I moaned softly. "God I love you too, Duff" I said as he pulled away smiling. 

We are gonna take on the world, together.