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Cirrus x Anxious!GN!Reader

Summary:

Cirrus has her eyes on a guitar tech that sets up their instruments before the show after hearing a very interesting array of songs that were used on a mic check.

Warnings: cussing, anxiety all the time, maybe mild autism but that's also just how I experience the world, sexual references but nothing too explicate, kinda a slow build-up with POV switches that are labeled so it's obvious

Pronouns: Cirrus she/her, Reader they/them

Word Count: ~4400

Reader POV

“One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight…” you mutter to yourself, keep counting, “eight guitars, four are acoustic, all are Jasmine acoustic, four are electric, all are squire fenders, we only need 2 of each but just in case.” If Dewdrop decides to abuse his guitar and manages to break a string, or a guitar gets dropped, or if someone trips or falls off the stage and damages a guitar, or a strap breaks and it falls and it messes with the mic. Wait, breathe, we need air. We just need to breathe. Taking a deep breath and you look over to see Cirrus, oh my wait is she looking in my direction. Walking towards the rack of spare mics not really paying attention to where your feet are at this moment.

WHAM.

“Shit” you say as you promptly fall over a speaker and your hands collide with the ground barely keeping you from smacking your face into the ground, hands already stinging.

“Are you okay?” You hear a higher voice but only see black and white shoes at that moment. The unknown person then reached out a gloved hand to help you up and you accepted. As you look up to see who it is when you lock eyes with a chrome mask you freeze.

“I- I er um yeah, thanks.” Your face begins to feel hot realizing who just watched you eat dirt but also just helped you up from falling over.

“Watch out, or you’ll start to look like Dewdrop from all the tripping.” Cirrus laughed.

“I,” you pause, “yeah, I’ll uh take note.” before exiting as quickly as possible with your eyes facing the floor hoping you were not starting to sweat before barely even starting work. It’s only been an hour and you should not already be this sweaty. Okay sound check, just a quick sound check.

“Y/n are you ready for a sound check?” Your walkie statics to life.

“Yes I am ready.” You reply

“Okay first up keyboards.” the static walkie replies

Stepping up to the keyboards your first run your hands all down the keyboard to make sure every key worked before then playing a simple tune, Addams Family Theme because it seemed funny.

Cirrus POV

“Hey Dewdrop you wouldn't believe what reminded me of you on my way over here.” I laughed while walking towards him.

“What was it?” He asked. Before being able to answer I heard the mic testing start for tonight's ritual. Wait, is that The Addams Family I thought.

“Is that The Addams Family theme song being played on my piano for mic testing?” I asked aloud. Dewdrop's ears peaked promptly.

“Yeah, that one tech that tours with us is the one that usually tests just guitars now just tests all of the instruments to save on time, they can only play guitar so there is always something funny and simple playing for the pianos and drums.” Dewdrop answered.

“How do you know this?” I asked.

“I break my strings so often that the Swiss started to make me help the guitar techs with fixing the guitars after shows since it was my fault. So I talk to Y/n after shows and we kinda hang out because it takes a few hours depending on the show and what I fucked up that night. It’s fun though they are cool, very anxious though.” Dewdrop answered.

Reader POV

“Okay what's next?” you ask the walkie

“Your favorite, guitars.” the little black box replied.

“Hell yeah.” you mutter, “any requests?” before asking the sound crew.

“Do ‘Phantom of the Opera’ . I just want to see if it's possible.” the crew replied back.

“Yes, it's annoying but yes.” you groaned knowing fully well this only would use 1 string and you need to still check them all. Before proceeding to pick up a guitar and starting.

Cirrus POV

“Wait, that's strange, is that one of those musicals being played on a guitar?” I asked Dewdrop.

“I asked about this before, the sound crew and them have a bet, it's just about whatever is funniest or hardest they play on the guitar for mic checks.” Dewdrop answered.

“I’ll be back.” I half mutter walking towards the stage. Standing in the wings I see them smiling and laughing while playing the different guitars on stage.

Reader POV

“Okay you win for that one but we still need all of the strings played.” Sound said through the walkie.

“I could have told you that, okay just gonna do something quick that uses the other strings.” you replied, a thought pops into your head, before then starting the intro to ‘Seek and Destroy’ by Metallica and then quickly plucking the last string towards the end so we had all the strings.

“Cool, alrighty we gotta repeat for the next 7 now.” Sound laughed though the walkie.

“Any challenges?” I asked.

“Flight of the bumblebee?”

“I hate all of you.” you laughed into your walkie, you then picked up the next electric guitar while attempting the next song, which was nearly impossible it seems. You then aftering doing the first 2 measures give or take then plack the last three strings to be sure that all were tested. After a mildly successful attempt which was really 2 times slower than the songs actual speed but you didn’t feel like tearing up your fingers you then speak into the walkie “You owe me dinner, after the show before you leave you owe me dinner for that one.” You chucked into the walkie attached to the shoulder of your polo.

“Alright, that is fair, I thought that one wasn’t possible, how do you know these off the top of your head?” Sound crew questioned.

“I play by ear.” You answered.

“Bull shit!” The walkie screamed. You then covered my ears from the sudden volume increase. “Oh sorry, I forgot about that.” The walkie was way quieter that time.

“Don’t worry about it, once we are done with these instruments, check . I just need to take a quick 5 minute break.” You say.

“Yeah, not a problem.” Sound says.

“Alright, I want to just speed through the next few guitars, no challenges?” You asked.

“Hell yeah, let's get this show on the road.” Sound enthoistually replied. You then pick up the next guitars and do different little quick riffs to check on each of them. “O Sweet Child Mine” by Guns n’ Roses, followed up with “Master of Puppets' ' by Metallica to finish off the electric guitars.

You choosing to be slightly amusing for the acoustic guitars the first was “Fly me to the moon” by Frank Sinatra, without the capo everything was down about 5 keys but still it sounded like fly me to the moon, then “Remember Me” from Coco because its funny to play random little Pixar soundtracks while working, “Crazy little thing called love” by Queen, and finally “I’m yours” by Jason Maraz because sometimes when touring with a satanic metal band it's nice to have a little bit of light hearted songs. Plus it was really to see the reactions from the crew setting up the lighting above you.

“Alrighty what’s next?” you asked.

“Did you just play Jason Maraz?” Sound questioned.

“Yes, what's next?” you ask.

“B- bass” Sound crew snorted out between laughs.

“Okay I only know one bass line though.” you batch over the walkie, before then just playing the bass line from “Feel Good Inc '', you're aware it's a repeat tonight but it's the only one you know. You do it for both bass checks because it's easier that way. “Drums now?” you then ask.

“Yes drums, can you learn a new bass line, it's getting boring?” Sound crew asks.

“Fine when we are on the bus to the next town I’ll use one of the basses to learn something, only for you Sound.” you mockingly answered while walking towards the drum set, before then drumbing just about the worst beat ever played but it hit all of the drums and symbols.

Cirrus POV

Watching enamored by the person I never noticed till today, wait Dewdrop says they are touring which means they are on the crew bus. As I continued to watch I kept quiet and just enjoyed all of the guitar and bass music being tested before then seeing them walk up to the drums. After hearing all the music I was prepared to hear a new beautiful thing on the drums only to hear the most off beat array of scattered drums.

“Who is playing my drums like that?” Mountain said.

I slightly jumped, “Uhh Y/n I believe their name is, I guess it's a mic check and they don’t know how to play the drums. They knew everything for the guitars and bass though, it sounded great earlier.” I blabbed.

“Wait, Cirrus, do you have a thing for guitar tech?” Moustian teased.

“You know nothing.” I scolded, slightly louder than anticipated because Y/n immediately whips their head towards the two of us. They then proceeded to get flushed and started to talk into their walkie leaving the stage and heading towards the opposite end of the stage in the wings.

“You should talk to them.” Mountain said lightly shoving me.

“Dammit your right.” I replied.

Reader POV

“Hey sound, I'm going to take that break now since the mic check is done.” You say in the walkie before waking in the opposite direction you should be going. But you didn’t want to have to walk past those two ghouls, wait where they were judging you, what if you are not good enough to be on this tour. Fuck fuck fuck what did you do wrong, you where just doing your job, same every day, test piano, guitars, bass, and then drums, drums where always shit but why was Cirrus there today of all days and why was Mousatin. Why, shit she probably saw how terrible that was, she probably thinks I’m an idiot right now.

“One, two, three, four, five…” You begin muttering while walking down the stairs counting each step as you go down to the basement of the venue, “twelve, thirteen, fourteen…”

“Hey, what's the rush?” you hear a deep voice behind you say. Looking behind you and seeing a chrome mask and mildly freaking out before realizing it was Dewdrop.

“Walking downstairs where the spare guitars are kept, I’m going to find the one you broke and keep working on fixing it. I had to take off the whole front panel from you, Swiss, and Rain messing around on stage.” I defended myself.

“Huh, because it looked like you accidentally embarrassed yourself in front of Cirrus and now you are going to hide before the show starts and hope she doesn't see you for the rest of the tour because you think she is secretly judging you.” Dewdrop rambled while being completely correct.

“I- psh, you know nothing.” You attempted and failed to brush off his comment.

“I hope you know she wants to talk to you tonight after the show.Or at least I think she does.” Dewdrop said.

“Dewdrop, that's not funny.” You snarked.

Dewdrop takes off his mask revealing his gray skin and silver hair then starting, “I am being serious Y/n.”

“Shit.” was all you could muster at first, “uh thanks for the warning, I will be down here for most of the show, you know, noises. So uh, I'll be down here for most of it, I’ll have my walkie if anything happens during the show that we would need a second back up.”

“Y/n are you okay.” Dewdrop asked.

“I- yeah, just anxious you know kinda sorta all the time.” You say starting to pace while pulling on your fingers, “between the clergy, Cardinal, joining this thing, learning about ghouls, and demons, and now Cirrus. I mean it's a lot all at once and not this kinda just feels like the straw that broke the camel's back. I mean I have been in love practically with Cirrus since before I even got to start running tech and when I was just working at one of the side locations just fixing whatever was left over from the tour. And now? I am just so freaked out with how much everything is happening all at once. I mean what if I ruin everything, what if she's disgusted by me, I mean I am just a human, this doesn’t seem like something that would happen normally. I mean you said she wants to see me is this like a ‘are you okay you ate dirt on stage’ is this a ‘stay away from me you creep me out’ or a I don’t even know sorta thing.” You rambled.

“Y/n, your going to hyperventilate,” Dewdrop started coaxing you to sit on the steps with him, “Most Ghouls are very polyaromus like incredibly, I’d say I've been with most of the sisters and brothers at this point; wait that's off track; anyway some are not like me, like Cirrus, she was always more of a calm breeze and less of a wild wind if you know what I mean. You worry too much Y/n it’ll be the death of you. I saw as Cirrus watched in amazement at you playing the guitars on stage and laughing, she also was asking about you. I mean her tail was literally wagging while she watched you.”

“You have tails?” You questioned.

“Yes, not the point. Everything will be okay.” Dew said.

“Thank you Dew.” You say and your hands shake less and less.

“I have to go, the show starts in 45 minutes so the venue will start to fill soon, so ya know, gotta stay out of sight till it starts.” Dewdrop remarks before putting on his mask and bounding out of the room. You always forget how fast ghouls are.

Cirrus POV

I swear there is just something about them, it's hard to explain. I’ve never even noticed them until today, why didn’t I notice them. Dew said they had a bet running with tech and have been doing mic checks like this for almost the whole tour which means we’ve been on the same tour together for two months. We only have another two months left and I have no clue where they go after this. Okay if I find Dew I could ask him about them. Seeing Dew coming up from the basement of this venue i started towards him, huh wonder why he was in the basement.

“Hey Dew, do you know where the guitar tech Y/n is?’ I asked. Dewdrop said that they knew them.

“Yeah why?” He questioned.

“Alright if I tell you, promise you will not tell anyone.” I said in a hushed voice.

“Cool promise, shoot for it.” Dew responded.

“Alright so the guitar tech Y/n I am realizing that maybe there is something more, and maybe I want to talk to them after the show, or who knows before I don’t know. Do you know what I mean?” I was beginning to ramble before Dew started laughing, “Dew stop, I know that they are human, you’ve been with practically every sister and brother so you have no room to judge.”

“No you don’t get it,” he started to wheeze, “I swear this is a loop I just had this exact same conversation with Y/n.”

“What, you said you kinda hung out with this person. You are friends with and talk to co-workers in private. Wait you said you knew where Y/n is and you came up from the basement, are you fucking Y/n!” I then started to yell a bit towards the end.

“What, no. I would never. Besides the fact that Y/n has said and I quote ‘you have more stds than a monkey orgey in Staten Island’ when we talked once. In addition Y/n is a bit more hesitant around people or ghouls so we kinda keep our friendship on the down low ya know. Anyway what I was going to say, you two are perfect. You are both these anxious mutual pining strange ghouls or in Y/n case person.” Dewdrop laughed.

“Wait really?” I asked.

“They are down stairs, they are just fixing up some guitars I broke down there so if you visit they can talk. Also they know, like about the ghoul thing, tails and all so you can take off your mask.” Dew then suggested.

Reader POV

Wearing headphones at the moment because your walkie buzzes you were listening to ‘Square Hammer’ it often was sung by the whole venue so it was hard to hear the guitars for live shows most days. Holding an exacto knife you were cutting out a new vinyl for guitar that was covered in scratched after being dropped from Swiss falling off the stage last week. Before feeling a tap at your shoulder and jumping to them promptly cutting the tip of your finger and it immediately starting to bleed.

“Ah shit!” You yell while taking out your headphone to see who tapped your shoulder and then you see her, no chrome mask, no masking of anything, red eyes, fangs, gray skin, silver hair, horns and all. She looks so beautiful, so breathtaking, just so everything you feel your face heats up as you stick your finger in your mouth to stop the bleeding.

“I am so sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you, I am so sorry. Shit.” Cirrus started.

“No no don’t worry it's okay, not the first time you watched me injure myself today. Trust me I do it more often than you think. See it's not even bleeding anymore.” You say reassuring her. Huh you guess that maybe Dewdrop talk had help considering you're not a sputtering mess at the moment.

“Are you okay?” She asked timidly.

“Don’t worry, I’m a clutz.” You admitted.

“I want to talk to you. You are on tour with us and part of the Ghost Project so you are with us on tour and I wanted to know if you wanted to come on the ghoul bus tonight and hang out for a bit because I saw you during the mic checks and I really admire the way you brighten up everybody the best way possible. And the way you always make sure that my idiot brothers won’t ruin the show with their shenanigans and ensure that they always have back ups upon back ups…” Cirrus started to ramble.

“I, yes. I would like to go on the tour bus with you tonight.” You said grabbing her hands and stopping her from rambing.

“I am not usually like this.” She said smiling.

“Don’t worry, I am not either.” You respond.

“Do you think you’ll stay upstairs for the show today?” She asked.

“I can.” You answered. The both of you continued to talk as you headed upstairs towards the stage. Before opening the door at the top of the stairs she puts back on her mask and you see her tail just dissipate like it was never there.

“I don’t think I’ll ever get used to seeing your tail just dissipate.” you say.

“I never have,” she replied, “I don’t look like I do now.”

“Are you ready? 20 min till the show starts.” You ask.

“I’m always ready.” Cirrus replied in a serious tone before immedy laughing, “I’m joking I am ready but it's fun to be overly dramatic.” You laugh alongside her.

“Why do you think I played Coco today? It's just fun to do random things whether it's dramatic or just funny.” You said.

“Are all ghouls in position?” You walkie spurted to life.

“No still missing Cirrus.” Another voice said.

“I got her, she's on her way.” You voiced it.

“Y/n you're gonna be up for this show?” A voice asked.

“Yeah, I’ll fix that old guitar tomorrow. I have a feeling something may break tonight on stage.” You said. Cirrus laughs before walking to her spot on stairs to enter the stage where the pianos are. Standing in the wings you watch the show.

It was almost like this was planned for what series of events happened, 20 minutes into the set you see a drum stick fly from Mountain’s hand and immediately hits Dewdrop in the back of the head, Dew drops the guitar where somehow one of his claws cuts the strap and it crashed to the ground making a loud screeching noise. Picking up a spare Fender Guitar you run across the stage grabbing the now mildly broken guitar with 2 broken strings and replacing Dew’s guitar almost as fast as it had broken.

“Dew what the actual fuck.” You whispered to him as you handed him the new guitar before running off stage with the broken one.The audience roared in applause from the quick save with nearly no delay in the show.

At the end of the song you hear Cardinal Copia begin to speak.

“Mouatin what the fuck was that.” In one of his joking tones, “that was one of the most final destination style issues to occur, was that planned?” Mountain shrugged, “I understand that maybe Dew wants to fuck the guitar tech but you don’t need to break the guitars to do so. Look at how easy it is.” He said before turning towards the audience. “Hello my loyal followers! Who would like to fuck in the parking lot after the show!” The audience roared with screams and thundrances applause agreeing to a giant orgy out in the parking lot. This made you laugh as you were already replacing the two broken strings while staring at Cirrus. She looked at you and smiled a toothy grin so you could see from backstage her grin.

“Oh Cirrus, not you too!” Cardinal Copia laughed, “Since every ghoul up here apparently wants to fuck lets do a little song about fucking.” Monstrance Clock starts to play and you laugh while smiling at Cirrus.

Towards the end of the set for the night you hear the infamous, “Why don’t you give it to them motherfucker!” From the Cardinal and the final song ‘Square Hammer’ begins.

After all of the bows, and the throwing of drum sticks and picks into the audience, the shaking hands. You got onto the stage and started to clean up.

“So which ghoul are you fucking.” Sound crew asked in the walkie.

“None at the moment but there is hope.” You laughed in response.

“That didn’t answer the question.” Sound responded again.

“Not telling.” You said into the walkie.

“I’m not getting you dinner now.” Sound taunts.

“Don’t worry about dinner, it was fun anyway, but at least an energy drink for the next show.” You said.

“Deal, pretty sure everything is handled you can start getting all of the last guitar things onto the truck and not bother with anything else for tonight.” Sound replied.

“Thanks.” You said before turning off your walkie for the night and putting it inside the crew bin as you exited the stage. Heading towards the basement to pack up the remaining guitar supplies to be transported to the next city you get interrupted by someone wrapping you up in a hug from behind.

“AghH!” You made an almost guttural scream. Laughing ensued from the three ghouls behind you. You started to turn to see Cirrus with her arms wrapped around you and Dew and Mountain laughing from your jump scare.

“That was hilarious, almost as funny as that mic test for the drums.” Mountain laughed.

“Hey hey hey I do not play drums they had me do that today because I'm already on stage for 8 mice tests might as well include 4 more between the drums and pianos.” You defended.

“Did you like the unofficial but official plan?” Dew asked.

“I fucking knew it.” You remarked.

“We wanted you to get on stage for a moment, you know shine.” Dew said.

“Why.” you asked.

“Dunno Cirrus asked us to break a guitar during the show.” Mountain replied.

“I wanted you to be right about thinking a guitar would break,”Cirrus explained.

“So you are the guitar tech, so which one are you fucking? Cirrus, Dew, or Mountain?” The Cardinal asked as if he had just suddenly appeared from thin air. You looked down knowing your place when by the cardinal.

“I- we are not fucking yet, but definatly something.” Cirrus interjected.

“Huh, good for you. Don’t make drama with it, and Y/n don’t worry I know who everyone is you can look up and talk don’t worry.” The Cardinal laughed while you looked up before he then started to walk away.

“I have to pack away these guitars very quickly so they can be loaded. I'll be back in 10 minutes.” You say before running down the stairs. Once downstairs you quickly put away all of the guitars before grabbing your backpack from the corner of the room. Running over to the bathroom you change into just a pair of black jeans and a white shirt and out of the uniform of slacks and polo for shows.

“Y/n” Cirrus called down the stairs.

“Just one minute.” You shout while washing your hands to get the grease and dust off your hands. You leave the bathroom. And before you had a second to think Cirrus pulls you in my belt loop and kisses you, and you melt into it feeling. A whirlwind of emotions and loving every second at it causes you to take your breath away from the feeling.

“Are you sure you are okay with this?” She asks.

“Yes”

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