It's been a week since Christmas and the hype from the holidays has finally settled down. You were laying on your bed, full from the leftovers from the Christmas dinner you ate. Earlier your mother, who was at work, texted you and told you she had one more present for you. So there you were, laying in bed waiting for your mother to come home.
You heard the door open and rushed out to the kitchen where your mother was taking off her coat. "Where's my present?!" You shouted a little too loudly. You didn't mean to sound so anxious but you couldn't help it. You were excited. Your mother giggled, seeing the desperate look on your face. "Okay, okay," she said, pulling out a small envelope from her pocket. You took the envelope and ripped it open, revealing a ticket. You frowned, "a ticket?" Your mother rolled her eyes, telling you to look at the piece of paper in your hands. You looked down, finally realizing it was a concert ticket. However, it was not just any concert ticket. It was The GazettE's concert ticket! The GazettE has been your favourite band since you were a young girl and your mother knew that. You felt a huge smile form on your lips and tears of happiness burn in your eyes as you flung your arms around your mom. "Thank you mom! Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Your mom laughed and wrapped her arms around you, "Merry Christmas hunny."
Fast forward to the day of the live. You have been standing outside of the huge venue for hours waiting for the doors to open. Once they opened, and the security guards checked your tickets, you rushed inside along with the thousands of anxious fan girls. You looked around inside, amazed at how big the venue was. It was huge! You followed the rest of the fans until you reached the row you were assigned to stand in.
Soon, the live began. The GazettE started off their live with Filth in The Beauty, one of your favourite songs. You began to head bang with the rest of the fans. Half way through the live, you were having the time of your life. Your neck was starting to hurt, but you didn't care. You continued to head band, when suddenly you felt a pair of eyes on you. You looked up and saw the one and only Aoi stare at you. He gave you a smile causing you to blush. Your heart started to speed up but you forced yourself to calm down. Besides, there were other fans around you. He could have been smiling at anyone.
The concert ended and be band said their thank you's before heading off stage. You began to walk towards the exit when a security guard stopped you. "Excuse me, miss. I'm sorry to bother you, but one of the members asked me to bring you backstage. He would like to see you." You weren't able to speak, so you nodded instead. You started to follow the security guard back stage, with many thoughts running through your mind. One of them being 'why would any of the members want to meet me?' Obviously lost in your thoughts, you didn't notice stopping in front of the dressing rooms' doors. You only snapped back to reality when the security guard knocked on the wood. You heard a tired voice saying, "come in." Your heart started to speed up once more as you recognized the voice. The security guard opened the door, revealing the exhausted looking male. He was sitting in a leather chair with a bottle of wanted in his hands. He looked at you and smiled. The secure guard cleared his throat, before saying, "I'll leave you two alone," and walked out of the room. You didn't know what to say, so you did what you knew the Asian culture did to show respect. You shut your eyes and bowed your head. Aoi chuckled at you, obviously amused at your actions. He stood up and made his way towards you. You stood up straight, your breath getting caught in your throat. He was so much more handsome in person! He stopped in front of you and smiled. "What's your name?" You took a deep breath and forced yourself to speak, "(Y.N)." You saw his smile widen and amusement danced around in his beautiful brown orbs. "You're probably wondering why I wanted you to come back here. To tell you the truth, I don't know either. There's something about you that made you different than the other fans. You just seem so innocent and happy." You felt a blush invade your cheek, making him chuckle. "I was also mesmerized by your beauty." You couldn't believe what you were hearing. Aoi, the guitarist from The GazettE, was calling you pretty? You never thought of yourself as pretty. You had very low self-esteem, but hearing Aoi call you beautiful, for some reason, made you believe it. You blushed, looking up at him. "Thank you," you said shyly. He smiled, "I also wanted to know if you would like to go out with me? Even if it's just for one date. I know we just me, and I know nothing about you, but I like you." You smiled and nodded at him, a blush invading your cheeks once again. Aoi pulled you into his arms and rested his chin on your head. You smiled and wrapped your arms around his waist, leaning your head against his chest.
After going on the date with Aoi, you and him started a relationship. A couple years later, you got married. And each time he held you in your arms, you keep thinking, 'Thank you mom, for the best Christmas present ever."
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Hey guys!^_^
So the setting took place a week after Christmas. But it's still Christmassy, right?
Also, I haven't been to a concert before so I wasn't sure what to the call the people who check the tickets.
The last thing, I didn't mention this in the story but you spent years studying Japanese so you could understand and speak it! :)
Enjoy! Xo
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FanfictionA book of one shots I come up with. Mostly imagine. Note: the one shots, indeed, will be a GazetfE member x reader. (If you don't know them, you might want to do your research on them before reading these stories or you'll be confused) enjoy!
