Julian Casablancas -@xMCRomancex

Requested by; xMCRomancex

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You climbed on top of the large amp, preparing yourself for a moment before jumping off of it onto the stage. 

Everything was set up for the concert tonight, so everyone was lounging around in their rooms, getting food and hanging out. 

You had finished moving every amp a while ago. 

They were extremely sturdy, though you had gotten in trouble before for jumping off the amps. 

They could easily hold your weight, so it wasn't ever that big of a deal. 

You climbed on top of it again, gazing at the empty seats in the stadium. 

You smiled, breathing in the air before jumping off the amp once more. 

You laugh to yourself, feeling childish. 

You walked up to the edge of the stage, looking over it to gauge how tall the stage was, mentally calculating your chance of sticking a landing. 

It seemed a bit high, but you figured risking it wouldn't be too bad. 

So, you backup a bit, and began to run to the edge of the stage, but before you could jump, a hand wrapped around your waist, and around your wrist, turning you around faster than lightning. 

Your head spun for a moment, causing you to close your eyes. 

When you opened them back up, Julian was staring at you, an amused look on your face. 

"What in the hell are you doing?" he asked, laughter in his voice. 

"There's nothing to do, so I was just... I was..." you found it hard to focus with Julian this close to you. 

He let go of you, laughing as he looked down. 

He put one hand on his waist before looking up at you. 

He was about to say something, but didn't, instead raising a hand to your head and ruffling your hair. 

He stared fondly at you for a moment before throwing his arm around your shoulders. 

"Come on, let's get something to eat." 

This had been going on for months. 

You'd be wandering around, finding something to keep you occupied until the gig was ready to go, and Julian would find you, occasionally even joining you in your schemes and games. 

It usually wound up in you both getting scolded by the managers, or other roadies. 

"Go, go, go!" You whispered loudly. 

You ran across the stage one way, and Julian ran across the stage around back, causing one of the roadies to drop the drum sticks he was holding. 

You'd accidentally kicked a water bottle off stage. 

Luckily it was closed, and no one was down there. 

No harm was done, so it was alright. 

At least, at the time, that's what you had thought.

You smiled remembering the way the manager shook his head, remarking out loud how he was managing children. 

Since then, you'd made sure that your little games didn't interfere with other peoples work, doing things in the stands where there were no people, or water bottles to knock over. 

It was totally silly, and never anything that you thought Julian would join you in, as the singer usually kept to himself when he didn't need to socialize, but here he was now, his arm around your shoulder, leaning into you as he lead you back to the bands green room to have something to eat. 

You looked to the side, biting your lip as you threw your arm around his waist. 

He responded quickly by bringing his hand up to your head, pushing it until it knocked against his. 

You smiled at him. 


Everything about Julian was absolutely beautiful. 


That was something that you knew to be true. 

Whether it be him writing a song, singing, joking, talking, all of it was beautiful. 


So as he glowed on stage, performing his heart out in front of millions of fans, you never expected him to run off stage, slamming right into you as he pressed a deep kiss to your lips, before backing up, wiping the sweat from his forehead, winking, and running off to do whatever he needed to do before leaving. 


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