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[rileykeouhg]

SEBASTIAN CHACON in DAISY JONES & THE SIX (2023) Track 10: Rock ‘n’ Roll Suicide

[fqvoritism]

eddie: i had one piece of film left in my polaroid so i took a photo. i accidentally cut off their heads. you can just see camila's legs and her hair down her back. you can see billy's chest a bit. they are holding hands in the picture, facing each other. i was so mad i missed their faces. but i was also trippin' balls.

djats p. 61 -> track 2

[jesstasticvoyage]

Sebastian Chacon as Warren Rojas

Daisy Jones & the Six (2023)

[auroraworldtour]

Daisy Jones & The Six

[reasonsmandy]

You're the hottest girl alive

Warren Rojas x Fem!Reader

✧.* requested by anon — i know you were looking for warren requests!! this thought just popped into my head - how would warren react to his girl being able to play the drums? like he didn’t know that she knew how to play but he walked in on her playing his set. i didn’t really think of any other details though like her backstory or anything :/

✧.* summary — Warren was mesmerized by you since the first time he saw you, and even with a lot of time together you always surprised him. And he fucking loved your surprises.

✧.* warnings — None.

✧.* word count — 1.7k

✧.* 🥁 — Warren's masterlist

✧.* mandy's notes — This was actually one of my favorites to write, I really loved writing his reaction. Warren is simply the Golden Retriever boyfriend.

The first time Rojas walked into the label and his eyes landed on you behind the soundboard, his heart skipped a beat. The way your hair was tied up showing off her neck, he admired your skin from afar thinking he had never seen anything so beautiful, your eyes were focused on the equipment in front of you and he just loved the way you bit your lips while you were focused. He was amazed, and since that day he was sure that he needed to get to know you.

So little by little he approached you, staying a few days later at the record company helping you with what you let him do, showing you some new beats he had invented, commenting on the band and asking your opinion on various things, you didn't understand why he wanted your opinion on things so much but his presence always did you a lot of good.

"Can you play that one again?" Warren asks, pressing any button on the soundboard.

"Hey Rojas, don't do that!" You laugh, smacking his hand lightly to get his hand away. "Don't touch my baby without my permission."

"Your baby?" Warren laughs. "Alright, sorry baby…" He pretends to talk to the device in front of him, you laugh, he makes you feel so good.

"Exactly, the baby doesn't like strangers." You say playing along.

"Well, to make you less worried baby…" He keeps with the joke, talking with the soundboard. "I'm not a stranger anymore, I'm your mama's boyfriend."

You take your gaze to the drummer, your eyebrows raised and a small smile on your face. Warren was looking right into your eyes, that smirk you knew very well in that angelic face of his, you lick your lips trying to decipher if what you understood was really what he meant.

"If she wants that, of course." He says more like a whisper, you get closer to him placing your both hands on his bare chest.

He looks down at your hands, feeling butterflies in his stomach at the contact, you get up from the chair leaving him with a confused look, eyes still on you. You go towards the studio door and close it, he arches hin eyebrows trying to understand what you were going to do, he loved that even if he tried hard it was very difficult to decipher you.

You smile, noticing that it was now you who had made him nervous in a certain way, you sit on his lap and notice his uneven breathing.

"Come on Rojas, take care of your girlfriend." You whisper and he wastes no time kissing you intensely.

Things between you two were wonderful, you understood each other like no one else and each other's presence was always the main point for your daily smile. Warren loved every detail of you, and he loved the fact that you always surprised him in a different way every day, he never knew what to expect from you but he knew that every surprise from you was one more reason for him to want to put a ring on your finger.

Warren had you in his arms, you caressed his shirtless torso drawing a few hearts as he stroked your hair, it was probably around 2am but the drummer wasn't able to sleep at all, although you were struggling to keep your eyes open you did your best to keep him company.

"Rojas, I have an idea." You say through a yawn. "Come here, lie on my lap."

You say sitting on the bed, he looks at you with a big smile on his face, without asking too many questions he lies down keeping his eyes on yours.

"I want you to relax, okay?" He nods, closing his eyes.

Nothing in the world could have prepared him for what was to come, as he closed his eyes his ears began to witness something that leaves him in awe, you were singing and not any song you were singing Honeycomb.

He was sure he never heard anything better than that, even Daisy couldn't sing like you to him, he sits on the bed and you stop singing confused.

"I told you to relax Rojas." You say chuckling, he looked shocked and you didn't get why. "What's wrong baby?"

"You sing!" He exclaims, his passionate gaze on you. "Why did you never tell me this mi amor? You have the most beautiful voice I've ever heard."

"Don't exaggerate handsome, I sing like anyone else." You felt very happy to have someone like him by your side.

"You have the voice of a little angel!" He kisses you tenderly. "I'm so fucking in love with you."

You smile looking at your hands next to his, taking his hands and taking them to your waist. Lacing your arms around his neck then, you get close to him placing kisses on his neck.

"I'm in love with you too." You say between kisses, making your way to his mouth and kissing him there. "If you can't relax by yourself, let me relax you."

"With pleasure." He says, sighing at the contact with you.

That's what Warren meant by nice surprises, you always surprised him with details about yourself that he wanted to show the world, to introduce everyone to how you were the most wonderful person on earth. He was very proud of you, a woman who didn't care about what anyone thought of her, but was always there if anyone needed help, you were one of a kind and he felt so lucky to be with you, to be the one who you called boyfriend.

Today was the day of recording the instruments for 'The River', so Eddie, Graham, Karen and Warren were spending the afternoon with you and Tobias taking care of making everything right. You were sitting at the soundboard, Warren beside you with his arm around your neck and a cigarette in his lips, Tobias had left to get some more microphones, Eddie and Graham had left to buy some snacks and now was Karen's turn to play.

"She sounds so fucking great!" You say fiddling with some things on the soundboard. "Get ready handsome, you're up next."

"Yes mama." He says putting out the cigarette on his tongue and then throwing it in the trash can next to you.

Karen finishes playing and takes off her headphones, giving you thumbs up in question, you raise yours confirming to her that she nailed it. She smiles and goes to you leaving the room for Warren to play.

"And Graham?" The blonde asks you, pretending not to care too much.

"He must be outside with Eddie." You say with a smirk on your face, she leaves but not before patting you on the shoulder.

Now it was just Warren and you in the room, he had his headphones on his head and his drumsticks twirling between his fingers ready to go. He winks at you and you nod for him to start.

As always he was the best drummer you've ever seen, but there was something that maybe you could improve there, you had an idea of ​​something but while your boyfriend was playing you architected your ideas better.

You get up from the table entering the studio, Warren frowns and stops playing, removing the headphones afterwards.

"Is there something wrong, pretty girl?" He says, watching you get closer.

"Would you mind going there for a bit?" You ask, he shrugs without questioning too much sitting in the chair and waiting for what you were going to do.

You sit in the drum chair and he starts to get more confused, you take the drumsticks and he arches his eyebrows.

"I was thinking maybe this might work at the beginning of the song." You say and count down to start the playing.

And there you were, majestically playing the drums, Warren was speechless he felt like he was witnessing the most wonderful scene.

"Did you know she played?" Eddie asks, biting into a sandwich as he watches you. "Warren?"

"Shii! Be quiet, let me hear her." He says to the bassist and he immediately goes quiet, laughing at Warren's reaction.

When you're done, you leave the drums with sticks in hand, going back to your place behind the soundboard, but before you could say anything Warren kisses you passionately, at first you are surprised but then you kiss him the same way.

Your hands caress the drummer's curls and he grabs your waist as he wants you closer and closer to him, Eddie fakes a cough but Warren completely ignores him so he decides to go and leave you two alone.

When you break the kiss in search of air, you look at him in question, waiting for an explanation.

"So?" You say with your hands on your hips. "Why's that?"

"Are you serious right now?" Warren cups your face in his hands. "You're the hottest girl alive, fucking hell!"

You roll your eyes and shake your head, he pulls you closer to him.

"I mean it, is there something you can't do?" He looked at you with enormous admiration, he loved you so much.

"You overestimate me way too much, you know?" You smile at him.

"I'll make sure you know how perfect you are." he whispers, kissing her neck. Your hands go to his hair stroking the curls.

"Oh yeah? And how do you plan on doing that?" You question, still feeling the man's kisses on your skin.

"We're going home!" Warren wanted to get you closer, and he sure as hell couldn't do that in the record company's studio room.

"We have to finish this." You laugh, looking in his eyes.

"Fuck this, you've played amazing we can keep your version." He looked at you with tenderness in his eyes.

"I'm not keeping my version handsome." You say, playing with his hair. "That's your band, and besides my place is right here." You say pointing to the studio booth.

"In fact, your place is in my bed." He says making you laugh.

"Can't you think about another thing?" You say when you finally take your breath. "We have to work."

"Hermosa, are you serious?" He looked indignant, and you waited for him to finish his thought. "I just saw my girl, the woman of my life playing my drums… that's literally the sexiest thing you've done!"

He grabs you by the waist and spreads kisses on your face, and you couldn't resist that boy anyway so you went home with him.

Y/N L/N: Yes, we lost a day of recording but... It was worth it.

Warren Rojas: *laughing* For sure it was worth it.

...

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SEBASTIAN CHACON in DAISY JONES & THE SIX (2023) Track 10: Rock ‘n’ Roll Suicide

[fqvoritism]

no one asks me to sign their tits anymore. i mean occasionally lisa does. just to be nice.

djats p. 329 -> track 10

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Daisy Jones & The Six ft. Simone Jackson

Track 10: Rock 'n' Roll Suicide

[taylorsv3rsion13]

the way i loved you || eddie roundtree x reader

tw : kissing, making out, profanity.

synopsis : jealousy isn't the best between eddie and you...

words : 932

Interviewer : Do you miss anything?

Y/N : Yeah. I do miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain.

Camila invited all of us over for her house party. The rain had cleared away as I sat in my taxi, giving me the perfect opportunity to run across the street without getting soaked. 

The party was packed. People jammed in the house or outside in the backyard.

I looked around, desperately trying to find someone I recognized. I could only look for so long before a body was thrown on me and brown hair covered my vision.

“I’m so glad you made it, Y/N!” I could instantly recognize it as Camila. 

“I’m so glad to see you, where are the others?” I asked as she was being pulled away by a mob of people.

“They might be outside. At least that’s where I saw Eddie and Graham last!” She yelled over the loud music as she was pulled with everyone.

I made my way outside as I saw the group of boys all huddled together. Except it was only Eddie and Warren.

“Y/N!” Warren exclaimed as he ran up to me, engulfing me in a hug.

I hugged him back, “Where’s Karen?”

Eddie sighed, “Her and Graham went off somewhere.” 

I knew what was going on between Graham and Karen. They both liked each other, and they were terrible at hiding it.

The night went by and groupies came and left. They flirted with Eddie and Warren as I attempted to keep my eyes away from Eddie. It wasn’t a secret that I liked Eddie. I’m guessing most people knew, but it made me even more jealous the way he’d look at the girls that would sit on his lap.

I don’t even know how or why I started liking Eddie, I just did. He attracted me. I’d get butterflies if he’d touch my hand while trying to teach me with the guitar, or when he touched my waist when he would move around in the kitchen.

I sighed loudly before getting up and walking over to grab a drink. Everyone was with someone else as they danced and partied.

“Hey, you’re Y/N L/N, right?” A man’s voice said as he brought me out of my gaze.

I looked over to him, seeing a quite attractive man. I smiled, “Yes, that’s me.” The two of us continued eye contact.

The man grew flustered at my smile, “I’m sorry, I've heard a lot about you, and I’ve seen you in newspapers, wow.” He stammered.

The next hour went by in a blur. We madeout and that was that. I mean, it was a lot. I didn’t fully think of my decisions, do I regret them though? No, of course not.

After he had left (his name was Thomas), I went to the restroom, fixing myself up. My lipstick was smeared and my hair was a wreck. I didn’t get banged, but it looked like I did. 

I took off the lipstick and patted water on my head, trying my best to look as presentable as I could.

The boys sat inside now, in the dark after the power had gone out. There were candles that were lit and blankets being handed out.

“Woo! Where have you been, girly?” Warren asked as he watched me walk down the stairs towards the couch. It was obvious something had happened, especially if my lipstick was off. Warren raised an eyebrow and smirked in response, which I rolled my eyes to.

“Nothing.” I said, flashing him a smile. 

I looked over to Eddie who didn’t say anything, he just looked at me with disgust, he too rolled his eyes. I watched as he got up abruptly, bumping into people as he made his way out of the house

Warren sighed, “You should follow after him.”

The rain was pouring down hard. Harder than what I expected for LA. I could barely see Eddie’s figure in the rain, he seemed to be walking fast.

“Eddie!” I yelled over the rain. “Eddie!” I yelled again, running to catch up with him.

He turned to me angrily as we were inches apart. “What, Y/N? What now?” 

“What has gotten into you? Why are you all of a sudden so mad at me?” I questioned as he held clumps of hair on his head.

“Nothing, Y/N! Nothing. Nothing is wrong because nothing happened.” He yelled.

By now, the rain had drenched both of us, and I shivered from the cold.

“If it’s nothing then don’t act like a dick.” I said to the brunette.

He only sighed loudly, “Fine, maybe it’s because you made out with that guy! Okay? You don’t understand.”

I scoffed at his response “You’ve made out with a million groupies and I don’t do shit about it. Eddie for fucks sake I’ve liked you for so long. You’re the one that doesn’t understand.” 

I couldn’t deal with him anymore, so I decided to walk away from him.

I felt Eddie grasp onto my wrist as he brought me back to him, his hands had found their way to my cheeks as he desperately kissed me. I sunk into the kiss as the rain poured down on us. It was peaceful, no fighting and just us.

I pulled away slowly, allowing myself to breathe.

“You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting to do that.” Eddie said as he touched our foreheads.

I laughed quietly, “You don’t know how long I’ve been waiting for you to do something.”

Eddie : She misses me?

Note :

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[reasonsmandy]

Mrs Perfection

Warren Rojas x Fem!Reader

✧.* part two — Get Away Car

✧.* summary — You work on the same label as The Six with your band, and when Teddy Price suggests you do a feat with them you immediately accept, not knowing that their drummer would be one of your biggest "problems".

✧.* warnings — cursing, enemies to friends to lovers, silly fights between warren and the reader (If there are others that I forgot, I'll add them here later)

✧.* word count— 2.6k

✧.* 🥁 — Warren's masterlist

✧.* mandy's notes — my first time posting here so maybe it's not perfect lol, as my first language is not English there may be some mistakes and I apologize for that.

Warren Rojas: Well, we'd crossed paths in the studio before, but we never got around to exchanging ideas. She seemed unsympathetic, you know? The kind that doesn't talk to anyone outside their circle.

Y/N L/N: I swear, I had never seen him until that day.

With The Six returning after the incidents that occurred on their last tour, Teddy Price was desperately looking for some way to improve the band's image on the label and with their public.So the idea of ​​doing a feature with the new rising band had fit like a glove, although Billy didn't like the idea very much he knew that if he wanted that to work he would have to cooperate, so they started to get the project off the ground.

You're the lead singer of the band Eternal, who had the number one song in the country that week, together with your bandmates you reached a consensus that it would be convenient and also interesting for you to participate in this project proposed by Price.So that morning as you drove into the studio your expectations were high as you parked at the record company.

Eddie Roundtree: Y/N arrived excited, and I confess that I was afraid that another Billy would be there to interfere… If you know what I mean.

Karen Sirko: We had expectations of course, but I was trying to stay grounded… I didn't want to get disappointed. But I swear to you, when we started to pick up the pace and start writing the song, I couldn't help but imagine everyone listening to it on the radio.

Billy Dunne: It wasn't easy to accept ideas, let's say… it was difficult to let someone else make decisions about a song that my band was going to play, you know?

Eddie Roundtree: Did he say my band? Fucking guy…

“Alright, can we go from the top?” You ask with the microphone in your hands, waiting for confirmation from the others.

Warren started to count for the beginning of the song and soon after the other instruments joined, as the melody entered your ears, something did not fit with what you had pictured you turned to the rest of the group trying to pinpoint what specifically was bothering you. It was hard for you to contain your grimace when you noticed the discomfort that the thunderous drums caused you, you raise one of your hands to indicate that they stop playing.

“Is there something wrong?” Billy asks impatiently.

“Actually yeah” you answer, approaching the drums. “I don't like how you sound in the song”

“What?” Warren asks, laughing in disbelief at the woman's claim.

“I mean, don’t get me wrong… you’re good but it just doesn’t fit” You say thoughtfully, still watching the drummer. “I feel like this should be a more slow song, calm”

Warren Rojas: I don't think I've ever been so angry in such a short amount of time.

Y/N L/N: I just asked him to smooth out on the beat, but it felt like the end of the world for him.

“Can you smooth out on the beat?” you ask, smiling slightly.

“Are you serious?” Warren inquires, frowning.

Graham Dunne: I don't think I've ever seen him serious like that, Y/N destroyed his sanity. *Laughing*

It was already the fifth time you had played the song, and everything finally seemed to fall into place until once again Rojas changed the beat of the song.

Y/N L/N: He could only be doing this to piss me off.

Again, you raise your hand asking them to stop.

"What now?" Warren says, rolling his eyes.

"You changed the pre chorus" You reply angrily.

"I haven't changed, I just improvise something to improve the song" The curly haired man says, twirling one of the sticks between his fingers.

"Well then, improvise some other time!" you had no idea how you hadn't hit him yet. "Now we are rehearsing what we had agreed"

Eddie Roundtree: To be honest, it was fun to see Warren pissed off.

"I'm glad you want to contribute Warren, but it's not the time" Billy says, almost begging with his eyes for the drummer to let it go.

"Exactly!" You smile cynically at Rojas.

"Alright, we'll do yours" The drummer responds, waiting for you to turn around to continue his phrase. "But yours it's not quite enough, it isn't perfect… You're always a second too slow in the entrance of the song, so we won't make it anyway!"

"What?" Disgusted, you turn to him. "That's not true! You're a second too fast."

"Impossible, I have perfect timing" Warren responds, laughing at the assumption that he mistimed the song.

"Fuck, you're impossible!" Annoyed you say turning away from him before you lose your mind

Warren Rojas: There was no way I was a second fast.

Y/N L/N: To be honest with you, when I got home that day I practiced the song's entrance until I couldn't take it anymore.

"Alright that's enough, we're wasting valuable rehearsal time!" Karen said, Trying to get the attention of the chaotic duo.

"Well tell that to Mrs Perfection, over there" The drummer says, smiling from the corner of his mouth.

You spent more time improving and practicing the song, the music was taking shape and staying in a way that most were enjoying.

Warren Rojas: I fucking hated that song, You can barely hear the drums.

Y/N L/N: If I liked the song? I think it's one of my favorites.

When everyone was already preparing to leave the studio, Warren walks towards you before you can leave. He stops in front of you, Like he was trying to intimidate you.

"Can I help you with something?" You asked, crossing your arms and glaring at the drummer.

"Actually yes" he says, moving closer to you "I hate to make unnecessary fuss, but it seems like you just have a thing for me."

"A thing for you?" You question, laughing at the situation. "I'm sorry drummer but I don't even remember your name…"

Warren Rojas: What can I say, she caught me off guard on this one.

Y/N L/N: *chuckled* I knew his name, including his last name. But I sure as hell wasn't going to let him know that.

….

Graham Dunne: The song was a hit, it was literally everywhere.

Karen Sirko: I think my hunches were right.

Billy Dunne: We were back, and with one of the most heard songs in the country.

Warren Rojas: Good part is we had a hit, bad part is so did she… And that means she would be with us on shows, interviews, photo shoots. I just couldn't get rid of her.

Eddie Roundtree: *laughing* Warren seemed obsessed, every time it was something about Y/N coming out of his mouth.

Y/N L/N: I couldn't stand his presence, he just pissed me off… a lot!

On the way to the radio station where you were going to be interviewed that afternoon, you listened to your music on the radio with the volume blaring. You were happily singing making your way to the entrance with Karen, until you noticed the drummer leaning against the wall outside the venue smoking something, beside him Eddie was reading a newspaper.

You sighed, before approaching the pair of friends.

"Hi Eddie, you good?" You ask, smiling at the blonde who wraps you up in a quick hug.

"I'm alright, you?" He responds, pulling out of the hug.

"I'm great" You say, turning to the drummer who pretended not to acknowledge your presence "Drummer." You greet him quickly.

"Did you have to bring her?" Warren complains to the keyboardist. "You know I hate her."

"I'm standing right here, you know" You say, rolling your eyes.

"I know." The curly-haired man says, as if he can't stand the woman's presence anymore.

"You know what, go fuck yourself!" Annoyed you answer him, moving away from the group towards your bandmates.

"Really Warren?" Karen asks, a little irritated by the drummer's attitude. Receiving silence as an answer.

"Everything good there buddy?" Eddie says in a teasing tone, noticing that the drummer's eyes were on the woman he loathed so much.

Warren Rojas: Everything was great until I finally looked at her and noticed that… Her legs were something else. *chuckled*

…

Eddie Roundtree: When I tell you he got obsessed, I mean it.

Graham Dunne: Even after Daisy joined the band, he couldn't seem to get over the fact that Y/N asked for those drum changes that day.

Y/N L/N: Warren and I were... Well, we're a complicated thing. He hasn't left my back since that day, and I honestly don't know if I wanted him to.

"Good morning everyone" You say upon entering the studio reception, oddly enough you were having a good day.

That was until your eyes met this scene: Warren sitting on the couch with Debbie sitting on his lap, arms around her waist. You swallowed hard, trying not to show how weird it all made you feel. Warren's eyes meet yours for a few seconds before you break eye contact, involuntarily leaving an annoyed look on your face.

You were so focused on that scene that you didn't notice Teddy approaching you, the producer hugs you as a way of greeting and you hug him back.

"So today we had an unforeseen event with your drummer, he ended up getting sick and called saying he couldn't participate in this week's sessions" Teddy says, letting all the joy you initially had that day slip away. It would be much more difficult to record without the drummer, even more so when they rehearse to fit him later.

Price notices your worried expression and immediately comforts you, or at least tries to.

"But don't worry, I've talked to Warren and he's available to help you." Teddy says, with a smile on his face.

Y/N L/N: I'd rather have to deal with the consequences of going a week without a drummer.

Warren Rojas: Worst week of my life.

You take Teddy's arm and when he looks at you, you make a sign that you want to talk to him privately. He follows you to a farther hallway.

"Teddy, I appreciate your generosity in finding someone else to help us, I really do." You say, searching for the words to tell him it was a bad idea to put you and Rojas on the same team.

"But?" He asks, not understanding where the conversation was heading.

"We don't get along at all" You chuckled, hoping he would understand but his response was just a cynical frown.

"So start getting along, you're not in kindergarten anymore" Teddy responds, like it's the easiest thing on the planet to do. "We can't be steps behind, and Warren is a great drummer."

"Great is too strong a word" You say, hoping to get a laugh out of the man, which didn't happen. "Fine, but if he doesn't cooperate…"

"If he doesn't cooperate, you come to me and we'll see it again." Teddy proposes, turning to go back to reception "Now, for God's sake go to work!"

You follow him to the reception again, approaching Warren and Debbie and positioning yourself in front of the tv, Warren looks at you arching his eyebrows waiting for you to get out of there.

"We have work to do." You say, directing your words towards the girl on the drummer's lap. "If you'll excuse us, dear." it was hard to hide the irritation in your voice.

The woman smiles uncomfortably, noting that somehow her presence was bothering you, she gets up off the drummer's lap and heads into a room you genuinely didn't care where it was. Warren doesn't say goodbye to the girl, his eyes still linger on you, which made you genuinely proud to have gotten his attention.

The curly haired man wore a vest and bell-bottoms that made him extremely attractive, and when that thought crossed your mind you started to question yourself about what you really thought of him, what he made you feel.

"Just to be clear, I don't want her in our rehearsals." You say, fixing your hair. "We have a lot of work to do and it wouldn't be nice to have distractions"

"Are you jealous?" He says provocatively, smiling at the sight of her face.

"No, I'm not!" You chuckled, crossing your arms going into the next room.

"Oh, you really are jealous!" The drummer says getting up and following you to the room where you were going to rehearse "Wait, why would you be jealous?"

"I am not jealous drummer"

Warren Rojas: I know when someone is jealous, and she sure was.

Y/N L/N: You're not going to tell him, are you? Okay okay I was jealous.

…

Interviewer: And how was your experience playing for Y/N's band?

Warren Rojas: She didn't let it be easy, but at the same time spending more time with her was interesting…

"Do you mind going back to the beginning of the chorus?" You ask the guitarist in the band. "Kyle, can you keep up with him?"

"I can keep up with everything you ask for sugar" the bassist Kyle responds, making you uncomfortable with the comment.

Kyle has done this to you before, trying to get too close to you, flirting with you, commenting on your clothes and hair. Things like that made you extremely uncomfortable the last few days, the rest of your bandmates noticed this behavior but decided not to comment.

"Could you stop with that?" Warren says irritably, the bassist has already made several comments of this kind to you.

Warren Rojas: That guy was clearly bothering her, and besides we were there to play, nothing more.

"Excuse me?" The bassist laughs, moving closer to Warren.

"You heard me, leave the girl alone." The drummer gets up, ready to join that fight.

"Alright alright!" You say, drawing attention to you again. "Let's take a five minute break."

Kyle takes the bass off his shoulder, storming out of the room. The other band members slowly left for coffee, leaving you and Rojas alone in the room.

"Wow, you're actually nice to me for once." You say approaching him, smiling at him for the first time.

"I won't make a habit out of it." Warren grins at you, taking in every detail of your face as if he wants to memorize it.

"Oh there's the Warren I know" Rolling your eyes you turn away.

Warren Rojas: So she knew my name.

Y/N L/N: If you saw his eyes when I said his name… *chuckled* It was very cute.

Rojas gets up from the drum bench, going towards a bag that was in the corner of the room, taking a snack from it. After that, he approaches you again, extending the food package, offering you a little.

“What is that? poison?” Arching your eyebrows you say, suspecting Warren's attitude.

“It's literally just lunch" Pretending to be offended he responds, bringing one of his hands to his chest. "That I figured I should kindly share, but if you’re not hungry then…” Pushing the pack away from you he says

“No, wait, I am! thanks, i guess..” You say smiling shyly, taking one of the snacks and eating with him.

Warren Rojas: Maybe it became a habit after that day, being kind to her.

Y/N L/N: I was really scared of getting food poisoning after eating that.

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