We're all eating dinner together.

Izzy cooked mac 'n cheese and me and the bandmembers are sitting around the kitchen table.

I had sat down across from Slash and not next to him, on purpose, because it had been a close call earlier.

"This is fuckin good"

Duff nods with his mouth full.

"It's from a box"

Izzy shrugs.

"No you're just a good cook, Izzy"

Axl nudges him with his elbow.

I laugh. Axl's always joke-flirting with Izzy. I love the band's dynamic.

Izzy, Steven and Duff are done with their food first and they get up.

Duff grabs his sleeveless jacket.

"Smoke break"

Slash shakes his head.

"Filthy addicts"

Steven gives Slash's head a shove.

"Like you're any better"

We all chuckle and the three go to the balcony.

Axl, Slash and me eat in silence for a bit until I notices Axl's stare.

He stopped eating and is now looking at me. I chew on my last bite and look at him with confusion.

He has very piercing eyes.

Slash is looking down at his plate. Almost too rigid. His knuckles are whitening around his fork.

"What?"

I finally ask Axl, after swallowing.

"Nothing"

Axl's lip curls up.

"You two are becoming real good friends, right?"

He jerks his head towards Slash.

What the fuck does he mean by that?

I stutter a bit.

"I mean, yeah we're all... all of us are hanging out more-"

"I don't mean the others"

Axl casually interrupts my excuse.

"Just you two".

Slash finally raises his head. He seems annoyed with Axl.

"What about it?"

Axl puts his hands up to seem innocent.

"Nothing, nothing... unless"

He grinns at me.

"What?"

Slash snarls.

Axl turns to him.

"I mean she's totally your type"

He gestures at me.

"I get it".

I was just taking a sip and choke on my water when Axl says that.

I frantically wipe the water from my face and pants with a corner of the tablecloth.

Slash sniffs.

"The fuck would you know about 'my type'?"

For a second Axl and Slash seem to be exchanging a look. It's over very quickly and I can't quite place it. But it seems like they are both thinking about something, between the two of them. But they're not saying it.

Axl looks away and continues.

"Look, it's no big deal. But I obviously noticed it right away, Slash. I happen to know you quite well, as much as you might hate it".

Slash is looking pissed off and not answering.

I pretend that I'm still rubbing the water from my lap because I don't know what to do with myself.

"I'm not gonna fuckin tell anyone"

Axl chuckles.

"I'm just... letting you both know that I'm well aware of... you two. The other guys are oblivious so I wouldn't worry about it. I just don't like secrets".

Slash blows a curl out of his face.

"Well maybe it's not about you this time, Ax..."

Again... that look between them.

But then the others march back inside and Axl's whole demeanor changes.

"There they are! Hey, what do you guys say to a little bit of this...?"

He holds up a little baggie with green stuff in it.

AN: btw the comments you guys leave make me laugh so much I love it.

Also I'm a bit stuck with the story and I'm not super good at writing smut I think? I'm just trying different things :)