Brian, The Stones and a cabin. (Short story, sorry!!!)

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The snow poured hard as you slept on the couch, you being a groupie who deeply desired to impress the band decided to take the couch hoping they'd see that move as selfless and you'd be liked more by the members.

It was cold. Really cold. Almost to the point of you wanting to sleep in the van that they were using to tour Colorado, thus it was snowy as the band was in the mountains half way to Denver taking a 3 day driving rest from the harsh road.

You tossed and turned back and forth till you got up and decided to try and grab a blanket or two from the van, you pushed the door...nope it wasnt gonna open. You tried again...snowed in.
"Fuck." You said outloud to yourself as you threw your hands down walking back to the couch only to see Brian peeking his head outside of the door slightly cracked open.

"Y/N, what are you doing? It's 2 AM!" He laughed a small bit as he looked to you rubbing his eyes tiredly.

"Well thought I'd have a nice stroll outside, y'know? No I'm just really cold and I was gonna look for a blanket but it looks like were snowed in...." You sighed as you walked to the couch.

"I rekon a bed would be a whole lot nicer, would you care to join me?" He says as he looks over to you smiling with his messy hair all funny looking.

"Well only of it-" He cuts you off

"Of course its okay, just come here love." He laughs as he waves you into his room.

You follow him into his little room, it had all the normal things you would have in a room...a bed, a vanity of sorts, and a closet that held a dresser and his clothes. The renter of the place must have really went bare bones on the place regarfing furnishings.

He sat down on the bed and tapped his finger besides him as a way to ask you to come over and sit next to him, you did as he non-verbaly asked and sat next to him akwardly before he pulled you into his shoulder a bit trying his best to make you comfy.

Eventually you were relaxed laying in his arms with your head on his chest, hid hands glided up and down your back where you wore a thin, purple slip.

"How pretty, is this new?" He said tugging on the thin strap

"O-oh yes it is! Just got it when you guys preformed in New York." You giggled as you kissed his cheek softly and mildly worried, you hoped he'd enjoy the kiss.

He smiled and kissed your forehead while he brushed the hair from your face, he ran his fingers up and down your back gently while he whispered sweet nothings to you.

"Y'know Brian, I never really took myself as your type..." You whispered as you laid in his warm and cuddly arms.

"Well I mean you're sweet, funny, absolutely beautiful! You're a sweet girl I'd say, Y/N...." He chuckled caringly back at you.

You rubbed his back hesitating a bit, you once again hoped he'd enjoy it. He sighed and kissed your forehead while you eventually became more comfertable with touching the man.

"Y'know I love the girls and all but you- you're special, dear Y/N..." He whispered to you smiling as his hands glided around your body.

The night passed by and he held you close, for that night you two felt as if you woulf never leave that bed. Like you two were meant for eachother, a groupie and a member....

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 23, 2020 ⏰

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