Band Oneshots

I Won't Give In (Brustoff) (Trigger)

Alright, here we go...

Paring: Denis Stoff x Ben Bruce

Band: Asking Alexandria

Denis POV

Just one more, I thought to myself. I lowered my hand, but a loud knock at the door made me jump and drop my razor. 'Yo, Denis, you in there?' Ben shouted through to locked bathroom door. I quickly jumped up and hid the razor under the sink. 'Y-yeah, just washing my hands!' I yelled back. Ben replied with an irritated 'Hurry up then' and his footsteps told me he'd left. My back slid down the tiled wall. 'Damn.' The blood on my arm was running down my fingers. I walked over to the cabinet on the wall and pulled out some bandages.

Ben POV

I'm worried about him. At the beginning, he seemed so happy. But now he's quiet, and reserved and, and miserable. I hate it. It makes me sad as well. Suddenly, my laptop beeped. Twitter notifications were popping up like crazy. Great. This is either more insane fan girls or some new trend I need to find out about. I scrolled lazily through the tweets, until I saw one from Cam. It read 'Ben, thought you might want to see this'. There was a screenshot, presumably from his phone, attached. I clicked it open and began to read.

'Denis should have never joined the band, it was better with Danny!'

'He's completely ruined Asking'

'He should just go kill himself. Then maybe Danny will come back.'

'I bet he's crying reading all of this!' (A.N Of course I don't think any of this is true, Denis is awesome. This is just for the story.)

My frown deepened as I read through all of the tweets. My mind shot to Denis, who was in the bathroom.... Oh. I practically flew off the bed and started knocking on the bathroom door again.

Denis POV

'Denis, open up!' Ben shouted through the door. He's probably drunk again. Of course he is. I yelled back at him. 'No, can you please leave me alone!?' The knocking stopped. I thought he'd gone, but then I heard 'Denis, swear to all Holy Spirits, if you don't open the door now I am breaking it down.' For gods sake, Ben! I thought as I stood up from the floor. My arm was bandaged, but I didn't have a jacket or anything to cover it up with. Oops. I unlocked the door and opened it a tiny crack, staring through the opening to see an extremely worried Ben. 'Yes?' I said innocently, before I was pulled through to door and into Ben's arms. He was hugging me. BEN BRUCE WAS HUGGING ME. What?

'Please tell me you haven't been on Twitter today.' He whispered. I stiffened. Yes, I had been on Twitter, and that was why i had been doing you know what in the bathroom. It hurt, it really did. I joined Asking in the hope of making new friends and having a better life, but of course the social media hated that. They hated me. And I could see why. They hate me.

'They don't, Denis. No one hates you.' Ben pulled me closer to him.

'Did- Di I say that out loud?' I stammered. I felt him nod against my shoulder. He gently lifted my arm to towards his face, and I immediately jolted it back. That stung like hell. Ben just looked at me. 'What?' I said. 'You're not gonna lecture me? You're not going to say anything else?' My voice was getting louder and louder. 'Fine! Just stare at me with that look of stupid disappointment on your face, because you're JUST LIKE THE REST OFF THEM!' My voice cracked, and I sank to the floor.

'Why?' I whispered. 'Why me, Ben? What did I do?' Ben sat down next to me and put his arm around my shoulder. 'You didn't do anything. Those people are just idiots who are jealous, because in reality, you are so much better than them. If they want to spend their lives doing this to other people, fine. Let them. But they'll be the ones that are lonely and unloved, because nobody wants someone with a personality like that.' He finished. I sat there in silence. I didn't think Ben could be that... compassionate.

Ben POV

I finished my speech. I looked down at Denis, his dark hair was falling into his eyes. Out of instinct, I reached down and brushed it away from his face. He looked up at me, an expression of shock on his face. I had the sudden urge, so I leaned down and placed a small kiss on his forehead. When I pulled back, he was still staring at me with the same look on his face. Only then did I realise what I'd just done. 'Oh God, I'm sorry Denis, I didn't mean to-' He shut me up by pressing his lips to mine. Now it was my turn to look shocked, because WHAT THE HECK JUST HAPPENED!?

Denis stood up, pulling me up with him. 'Don't worry, Ben.' He said with a small smile on his face. 'I'm not going anywhere. I have you, and the rest of the band for me, so don't worry. I won't give in.'

I chuckled. 'That sounds like a song lyric.' I muttered. Denis looked at me thoughtfully. 'Come on then.' He said. I gave him a puzzled glance, and he said 'Well, you want to write that song, don't you?' And with that, he grabbed my hand and dragged me out the door. 'Oh, ok.'