sneakykat

[sneakykat]

Elijah Hewson x Reader. Stolen Moments.

(it's been a long time since I've written, please bare that in mind. I'm always open to constructive criticism <3)

The nighttime air was crisp and there was a gentle breeze in the wind. Inhaler had just finished up yet another gig on tour and as they packed up y/n found herself outside the venue, leaning against the brick wall as she shared a cigarette with Elijah.

"Did you enjoy the show tonight?" Elijah asked lighting up his cigarette as they stood outside the venues backside, his usual cocky smirk plastered on his face.

"Yeah, you guys played really well!" she smiled, taking in his post-show appearance, messy hair stuck to his face with sweat and that gleam he always had in his eyes.

She fumbled with her camera, "I got some pretty good shots of you guys actually..."

Elijah chuckled, amused by her fumbling. He leaned against the wall, blowing out a stream of smoke.

"Oh yeah?" he asked curiously.

"Mind if I see 'em?".

She smiled, excited he cared this much. "Sure" she beamed, holding up the camera to meet his gaze as she flicked through a few shots. "They still need editing of course... but I think they're pretty good" she smiled, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.

Elijah smirked, leaning in closer to look at the camera's display. He was impressed. "Damn" he said admiring her work."Those are sick." he continued, letting out a low whistle.

"You got a good eye for this photo stuff".

"Well I'd hope so, it's my job" she giggled, shaking her head at him as he spoke. She tried her best to hide the blush creeping onto her cheeks. She always felt nervous around Eli and she couldn't quite place a finger on why. Maybe it was his slightly intimidating appearance, or maybe the fact she'd been harbouring a secret (not so secret) crush on him for the past 6 months...

Elijah chuckled, noticing her blushing. He found her reaction almost amusing.

Before Before she could even utter a response Bobby came zipping around the corner in search of them. "Hey! You two, when you're done flirting the rest of us are waiting on the tour bus for ya" he jeered.

Elijah rolled his eyes at Bobby's arrival, annoyed at the interruption. He took one last drag of his cigarette before stubbing it out. "Yeah, yeah, we're coming." He said, his tone slightly annoyed.

He tossed a quick glance at her, noticing the blush on her cheeks. It only fueled his amusement. "After you darlin'" he said, gesturing for her to walk in front of him.

As they settled into the tour bus, Elijah found himself seated next to her. Their thighs barely touching, he couldn't help but notice. The ride to the hotel was short, but felt painfully long to Elijah. He couldn't keep his eyes off of her.

When they finally arrived at the hotel, he waited for her by the tour bus door, a smug smirk on his face. As she hopped off she grabbed 2 bags from the luggage rack, one gear bag and one slightly heavier bag filled with her personal belongings.

Elijah watched as she hopped off the bus, struggling with her bags. He chuckled and shook his head, amused by her situation. "You always pack this much stuff, darlin'?" he teased, grabbing the heavier bag from her along with his own. She thanked him briefly while also offering him a playful eye roll and a jab to the ribs.

He smirked as he followed her through the hotel lobby, carrying her bags with ease, as if they weighed nothing.

Y/n and the four boys headed in, grabbing their hotel room keys and going their separate ways to retire for the night but Eli followed y/n the whole way to her hotel room.

As they walked down the hallway towards her room, Elijah's thoughts wandered. He couldn't help but imagine what it would be like to be alone with her. He shook the thoughts from his head and focused on the present moment, following her silently with the bags.

Finally, they arrived at her room door. He set the bags down beside the door, his eyes meeting hers. Suddenly she stopped, stood in front of him in the doorway. "Thanks again El..." she said softly, maintaining eye contact.

"It's no problem" he smirked, holding her gaze for a moment longer until she broke it. They were close, good friends even, yet somehow he still always had this effect on her that made her feel like another one of his dumb fangirls.

She unlocked the door and flicked on the light switch, stepping in and setting the bags down in the doorway, closing the door behind them. He was fully aware of the effect he had on her, and it only fuelled his desire to tease her. He took another small step closer to her, their bodies nearly touching. His gaze lingered on her profile, his eyes roaming over features.

"You know," he said softly "you're awful cute when you're darlin'." She gasped at his sudden statement and looked at him like a deer caught in headlights, "I am not flustered?!"

He only leaned in closer, his face inches from hers. "You sure about that?" he teased, his voice low. "Your cheeks are awfully red?"

He reached out gently to brush a strand of hair away from her face, his calloused hands lightly grazing her skin.

The smile she once wore slowly dropped as she began to speak. "Eli...?" She whispered weakly.

He noticed her smile falter and quirked an eyebrow curiously, taking a small step back to give her a bit of space. "Yeah darlin'? What is it" he spoke carefully.

"Why..." she took a breath building the courage in herself

"Why do you always flirt with me...? I get that it's your personality and all but..." she frowned. "I don't wanna just be some game to you..." she mumbled the last part almost silent and filled with fear.

He was taken aback by her sudden honesty and vulnerability. He hadn't expected her to confront him about his behaviour, but he felt a pang of guilt in his chest. He ran a hand through his tousled hair, his usual cocky demeanor slipping for a moment.

"You think I'm just playing with you'?" he asked a hint of surprise and hurt in his voice.

"Aren't you?" she mumbled with a shrug, hugging herself with her arms as some sort of defence.

He looked at her, his expression softening at the sight of her self-hug. He felt horrible for making her feel this way. He took a step towards her again, his voice filled with sincerity. "No y/n, I'm not just playing with you."

He reached out and gently took her arms, pulling them away from her self-hug, gently holding her hands in his. "You mean so much more to me than some dumb game."

"Then why do you treat me like I'm one?! Like I'm just another girl you picked up on tour?" she mumbled faintly, tears pricking the corners of her eyes.

"I'm sorry y/n" he mumbled softly. "I don't mean to treat you like some game. I guess I've just been used to acting this way with girls, but you're different". He ran a hand through his hair, his expression conflicted. "I care about you. More than you'll ever know."

"I've had the biggest crush on you for as long as I can remember Eli... but you're also my best friend." she bit her lip anxiously."I don't want this to end, but I don't want it to be weird..."

He felt a mix of emotions flood through him at her confession. Surprise, guilt, and a rush of affection. He knew he felt something for her, but he had pushed it down, thinking it was just his flirty nature getting the best of him.

He gently squeezed her hands in his, his gaze serious and vulnerable."It won't end darlin'," he said softly. "I promise you. And I don't want this to be weird either." He took a steadying breath. "Can I be honest with you?"

She nodded slowly, fearful for whatever he was about to say.

"The truth is, darlin', I've been feeling something for you for a while now. It's like you said, you're my best friend, and I've always valued our friendship more than anything." He paused, choosing his words carefully.

"But, I can't deny this attraction between us. I've been ignoring it, thinking it was just me being my usual flirty self. But it's not just that...it's more than that."

Her heart ached for him at his words, wanting nothing more than to just be in his arms. "Do you promise...?" She whispered, gazing into his honey-brown eyes.

He nodded, his eyes locked on hers. "I promise" he said, his tone soft yet firm. "I won't mess this up. I won't mess us up." He pulled her closer, his free arm wrapping around her waist almost instinctively.

"I want this. I want you" he looked down at her, his expression both sincere and vulnerable.

She sighed in relief, a small smile reappearing on her face. Slowly she reached her arms up to wrap them around his neck and pull him closer to her. He drew her even closer, their bodies now fully flush against each other.

Unable to resist any longer she finally closed the gap between them, his lips crashing against hers in a passionate kiss. His hands gripping her hips, pulling her impossibly closer. She smiled against him at the contact.

She broke apart the kiss after a moment, their breathing heavy and erratic as he rested his forehead against hers, gazing deeply into her eyes. He could still taste her on his lips, and he never wanted to taste anything else.

"Eli?" She mumbled quietly, allowing her hands roam from his neck to his shoulders. "Mhm?" He replied softly, gently caressing her cheek with his thumb.

"Could you stay here tonight?" She whispered, searching his eyes for any sign of him not wanting to.

He felt his heart swell with affection at her question, and he knew without a doubt what his answer would be. "Of course, darlin'" he replied softly, his voice filled with sincerity. "There's nowhere else I'd rather be than with you."

He brushed a strand of hair away from her face and smiled warmly. "I'll stay as long as you want me, darlin'. All night. All week. All year. Hell, forever if you'll let me."

She giggled and nuzzled herself into the nape of his neck, taking in the faint scent of cigarettes and cologne. "Thank you El..."

He wrapped his arms around her, holding her close, relishing in the feel of her body against his. He buried his face in her hair, inhaling her scent and savoring the intimacy. "Don't thank me, darlin'". He murmured into her hair, his voice filled with tender affection. "It's my pleasure, truly."

He pressed a tender kiss to her forehead. They collapsed on the bed together, entangled in each other's warm embrace. It felt nothing but right, he gently ran his fingers through her hair soothing her into a peaceful slumber. She laid her head on his chest as they both drifted off into a peaceful sleep.

Now to announce their new relationship to the band...