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blueberrypancakesworld · 11 months

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Music, beer and touch

warning : fluff, tiny comfort, kissing, tiny tiny smutish nothing graphical, drinking beer

Info : Can be seen as a sequel to Flower in Hell or just a stand alone

Euronymous x fem reader

masterlist-Rory's characters, masterlist-Lords of Chaos 2018

Disclaimer : I don't want to glorify anything, it's about the actors who play a role, not the real events.

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It was dark and evening was coming over the small town when she was still awake in her room. She heard the talk of her family and her parents' friends from downstairs in the living room. The evening had been nice, but it quickly became boring and worrying about political issues with her uncle was too much for her. That's why she went upstairs to her room relatively quickly.

But that was not the reason why she was sitting on her bed, her notebook in one hand and the phone with the answering machine in the other. ,,Hey Y/n uh Euronymous here...listen if you're up for a party come by today" she played his voice again and ran over the small keys before she took her pen and continued writing the sentence she had interrupted.

She knew that the band founder must have looked up her address in the phone book. But although it was funny, she found it rather amusing. ,,The eternal blue in the darkness," she finished the sentence and looked at her window. She saw that the darkness was around her and that the moon and the streetlights illuminated the night.

She knew that she had nothing better to do that evening than to write down her fascination for the black-haired man. ,,You'd better be there," she murmured as she put the phone down on the bed and threw her notebook into her small bag.

Before she got up from her bed and went to her wardrobe. Knowing that she was still in the sleepwear she had wrapped herself in to end her evening early, she knew she had to change to probably get into the party. Lifting her clothes from left to right through her wardrobe, she finally decided on a black top and a simple but tighter fitting pair of leather trousers.

It was late summer and still relatively warm in the evening, so she reached for her short leather jacket before grabbing her bag and heading downstairs. Slipping on her boots, she saw her family through the doorframe, still sitting at the table. Laughing and playing cards. ,,I'm off again!" she called inside before opening the door and hearing another ,,All right, have fun darling" from her mother before the door closed and she walked down the street towards the town where her destination was.

On her way through the shadows and the short light levels of the street lamps she hardly met any people. Most of the inhabitants were either already asleep, at home or in clubs in larger cities. But she wouldn't be alone for long when she saw the record shop at the end of the street that ended in an intersection.

A small smile of relief crept onto her lips, knowing that she didn't have to walk around alone in the dark anymore. Finally arriving at the shop, she opened the door before stepping inside and, to her surprise, pretending there was no one inside.

Walking through the shelves and leaning slightly over the bars she saw that there was no one sitting in the beanbag or lying in the bed above. ,,Was he kidding me?" she mumbled questioningly before her gaze caught on a doorway that had been lightly covered with a long black sheet.

Looking around one last time and jumping over her shadow, she decided to move on. The party must be in the basement she thought as she pulled aside the curtain and started to walk down a few stairs when she heard music and chatter.

Going down another set of stairs at a slight angle she came to a relatively large basement with white stone walls lightly hung with chains, posters and the name of the band Mayhem in black paint all over them. She knew she was in the right place.

Looking around she saw the scattered candles whose wax had already melted into a small white mass on the floor, a torture device also stood in the corner and for a moment she wondered if she had underestimated Euronymous. ,,If that's not the doll, what are you doing here?" she heard the voice of the brown-haired man from last time. She saw him take a sip of his beer before she saw the armour he was wearing.

It seemed homemade but it didn't make him any less funny. ,,Do you want a beer daisy?" asked Faust who she recognised walking over to the beer crate on the floor and looking at her.

Thanking him, she took it and looked around slightly for help when she realised she didn't have a beer opener. She saw the brown-haired man coming towards her again, along with a few others. She saw him suddenly pull out a knife and for a moment she feared the worst.

But he took the beer from her and opened the lid with the knife before giving it back to her harder than necessary. ,,She's here because I invited her, Varg," she finally heard Euronymous' voice coming from the basement. Whistles and laughter went through the group and she noticed the writing on the wall.

The inner circle was black and slowly she had the feeling that she had stepped into something she didn't understand. ,,So this is some kind of club?" she asked and took a sip of the beer, watching Varg look at his friends as if there was an open secret between them all. Before Euronymous walked over and stood by her before putting his arm around her.

She felt herself getting more nervous, took another sip of the alcohol and she swore that he must feel her fast heartbeat. ,,You could say that...but that's not why I wanted you to come" he told her and pulled her closer. She saw his friends instantly start to cheer as he pushed her towards the stairs.

Not hard but protective as if to get her away from his band and his group. Before he broke away from her he pulled the curtain closed behind him and gave her a slightly apologetic look. ,,Sorry all too drunk" he mumbled before his eyes fell on the large beanbag and she saw the various films someone had laid out.

Walking over to the VHS tapes she looked through the films, all of which were horror films. ,,Thought maybe a movie and some good music would be better than being puked on downstairs," he suggested and watched as he walked over to her holding a small tape recorder. Picking out Friday the Thirteenth, she put in the VHS tape and sat down next to Euronymous on the beanbag.

What she thought would be an unpleasant situation turned out differently. Watching the film together, they soon found themselves talking about the film, the music, the gore and the murders. How he listened to her with a slight smile as she talked about her favourite slashers. The fascination and interest in his gaze that was directed at her.

How he put his arm around her again and giggled when she flinched at a jumpscare and held on to him. Feeling her cheeks heat up and giving him a nervous smile as she took another sip of her beer and looked back at the screen. Approaching the climax of the film, she barely noticed how he placed the headphones on her head, muffled in his awareness of her surroundings.

Before, only a moment later, she flinched in shock as the loud music hit her ears. Looking at Euronymous curiously, he handed her a cassette and she saw the Mayhem logo on the cover. He's showing me his music, she said, closing her eyes for a moment to hear the different instruments, voices and sounds.

As far as the music was concerned, she was relatively new, having only listened to it from time to time, having been to a few clubs. But the music was good more than good. The hard loud fast sounds paired with the fantastic voice of the singer. Immersed in the music, she suddenly felt him put a hand on her cheek and pull her closer.

Opening her eyes, she saw at the last moment how he came closer to her, overcoming the last few centimetres between them before she felt his lips on hers. To her surprise, he was gentle and even gave her time to pull away, but she did not. Maybe she had lost herself in the music or in him. Maybe she had lost her heart to him but she returned the kiss.

Her hands went to his body and held on tightly, feeling his hand pulling her hair even closer. Heard his fingers playing with the thin straps of her top, seemingly wanting to pull her down at any moment.

She gasped as he playfully pulled her hair and pushed her down onto the floor, off the beanbag that was not suitable for this. She heard him smirk at her reaction and, as if in a trance, her fingers stroked any skin she could get her hands on under his shirt. ,,Do you like what you see?" she heard him purr and was about to reply when they suddenly heard a ,,Shit this is going to be good porn" from Varg.

The black-haired man rose from her and helped her sit up before they both turned to the doorway and saw the group standing there with big grins. She saw the somehow proud grin of Euronymous and despite everything she couldn't help but giggle.

Before she decided to end it, she stood up and took the walkman with her. Giving Euronymous a wink before saying, ,,Thanks for your time...and for this, we'll see you again," she said goodbye with a smile and a wave before walking out of the shop.

Outside, she put on her headphones again and continued to play the music before happily walking home, moving her head slightly to the music. Knowing that she would have to go to the Mayhem founder's parties more often now.

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