Requested by cockadoodledoo1206

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Boredom played at my mind. Causing me to wonder when the next time I'll actually do something would be.

Me and the boys have been sitting in their living room all day, doing nothing. 

For the 'most dangerous band in the world' you'd expect them to be a little more, I don't know, active? I thought, gazing over at the band.

Slash was, what I think, asleep, on the floor. Izzy was staring off into space. Axl was continuously shuffling a deck of cards. Steven was using an armrest as a drum set for his fingers. And finally, Duff was sprawled out on a couch, kicking the coffee table in front of him repeatedly.

"Ugh," a loud groan came from Steven's direction. 

"Shut up," Slash growled from his sleeping place, peaking through his curls to glare at the drummer.

"No," Steven huffed, crossing his arms, "I've been doing nothing all day. I want to do something. So until we do something, I'm not going to shut up."

Slash rolled his eyes before closing them again, at least I think. Not like I can actually see his eyes through that mass of black hair.

"Y/n, you agree with me right?" The blond gave me a pitiful look, "it's boring."

"Yes Steven," I chuckled. "I agree with you."

"So we can do something," he jumped up from where sat in the chair. A wide grin taking hold of his child like features.

"If you convince these bums to get up, than sure, we can do something," I waved to the rest of the band.

His gaze raked over his friends, most likely deciding which one to convince to get up first.

The drummer's eyes landed on Axl, he started to make his way over to the ginger. 

The singer looked up to see his band mate approaching, a scowl covering his sharp face. This caused Steven to make a b-line to Duff.

He kicked Duffs leg, gaining the bassists attention.

"Get up giraffe," Steven grabbed his arm, attempting to pry him from the couch.

"What are you doing?" Duff grumbled, complying to the drummers command and standing up.

"Y/n said," Steven inhaled, "'if you can convince these bums to get up' than we can do something."

I laughed at the blonds intimidation of me.

Duff turned to me, with a look that read 'seriously. 

'Sorry', I mouthed to him. In which he rolled his eyes and smiled.

"Okay then Stevie, I'll get up, but you have to get the others," Duff compromised.

Stevens eyes lit up as he happily bounced over to the rhythm guitarist. 

"Izz-" he started before being cut off.

"I heard Steven, I'll get up," Izzy told him.

"Well that was easy," he mumbled before scampering over to Axl.

"What?" The red head asked, not even looking up from his deck of cards.

"Will you do something with us," Steven pleaded.

The singer looked to me, Duff and Izzy. "Can't one of y'all keep the kid entertained?"

"Hey!" Steven protested.

Axl raised his eyebrow to him. As if daring him to argue with the statement.

"Please Axl," he begged.

"Fine," the ginger finally gave in after a few seconds of silence.

Happy with that answer, the blond drummer turned to Slash who still laid on the floor. A look of dread filled his eyes at the task of convincing the guitarist to move.

Steven cautiously approached him.

"No," Slash muttered. Not even waiting for him to ask him to move.

"But I didn't even ask anything," Steven whined.

"Whatever it is, no," Slash responded, before adding on sarcastically. "And I'm not deaf, I don't want to get up. I'm completely content just laying here."

"If you get up, I'll buy as much Jack Daniels as you want for the next month," Steven attempted to negotiate.

Honestly, I wasn't expecting that to work. But it gained Slash's attention.

After what seemed like an internal debate inside the guitarists half fried brain, he finally responded. "Okay, I'll get up. But I'm holding you to that, even if you have to sell the drum kit for the money."

"Yay," Steven cheered.

He got us all to sit in a circle, me next to Axl and Duff. Izzy next to Duff, and Slash on the other side of him. Steven planted himself between Slash and Axl, bouncing with excitement. 

A few minutes of silence passes with us just staring at each other awkwardly.

"How about we play spin the bottle?" Duff suggested, giving me a smirk. 

My face turned a light shade of red.

"Uh-uh, nope," Axl cut in. "I ain't kissin' you fuckers."

"Same," Slash added.

Izzy nodded in agreement as Duff seemed to think over the suggestion.

"We could play cards," Steven nodded his head towards Axl's deck. 

It was an even number of agreeing to that and not, so we had to find another idea of something to do.

"Oh," a light bulb went off in my head, "we could play truth of dare."

With this option, they all seemed to nod their head, being the only thing for us all to agree on.

"I'll start," Slash volunteered.

He turned to face Steven. "Truth or dare?"

The drummer thought his options over for a good two minutes.

"Truth," he decided.

"Okay, what did you do with my guitar I let you borrow?" Slash gave him a quizzical look.

"Uh," Steven paused, "it's under my bed."

I almost snorted at the answer, remembering how he told me he used it in place of a bed board he broke.

"Is it really under his bed?" Duff whispered into my ear, probably noticing my sudden smirk.

"Yeah, let's just say it's being put to good use," I replied quietly.

He chuckled at his response before turning back to listen to Slash.

"Uh-huh, I want it back then," the guitarist nodded, obviously not believing the location.

"Sure," Steven nodded, giving a nervous smile in return.

"My turn," the drummer suddenly quipped, turning to face Axl. "Truth or dare?" 

"I'm not doing one of your dumb dares, so truth," the singer chose with an eye roll.

I mean he's not wrong, I though, Steven usually comes up with the stupidest dares.

"Fine," he huffed. "Are you always such an asshole?'

Axl sarcastically debated his answer, before responding. "Yes, I am, got a problem with it?" 

"Nope, next," Steven gestured for Axl to go. Smart Stevie, don't press any more buttons.

"Okay Y/n," the hot-headed singer gave me a smile. "Truth or dare."

Everyone else has chosen truth. Should I break the chain?

"Dare," I decided. Why not be the first one to take a dare this time?

I caught Duff's side glance, as if he was apologizing in advance for whatever Axl came up with. He tended to be the one in the group to give the inappropriate and risky dares.

A sly smile formed on his face. 

I'm going to regret this. Was the only thing running through my mind.

"Sit in," his gaze traveled between each band mate, before landing on the blond bassists next to me.

Uh-oh.

"Duffs lap for the rest of the game," he finished.

My eyes widened slightly before narrowing at him. 

"Fuck you," I shot Axl the bird.

I looked over at Duff with an awkward smile. He grinned and patted his crossed legs, beckoning me over. 

I mentally face palmed.

Blushing, I scooted over closer to him. He moved his arms around me, picking me up like a rag-doll and placing me on his lap.

I tensed up, not really wanting to move to much. 

"Relax darling," Duff rubbed my arm.

This only made my blush worsen, flushing my face a crimson red. The rest of my band snickered at my embarrassment and discomfort.

"It's your turn Y/n," Slash said.

"I know," I leaned to the side so I could look up at Duff. "Truth of dare?"

"Truth," he spoke. 

Damn.

"Is it true you'll let me move?" I gave a hopeful smile.

"Nope," he popped the P, proud of his response.

"Fine," I gave in and let my body go limp, leaning further into his slim abdomen, my head resting on his chest.

The game continued. Every time it came to me, I'd answer with truth. I tried to pay attention to what everyone else was doing, but focusing was quite hard. I mean, it wasn't like I was sitting on an extremely attractive guy.

Oh wait! I am.

It soon came to Axl's turn to ask me again.

"Dare," I chose. 

It couldn't get worse than what it already was.

"Kiss Duff."

And I spoke to soon.

Axl's kept the classic smirk on his face. Oh, eat your heart out.

Without thinking, I turned around and smashed my lips into the bassists'. Definitely taking everyone by surprise. 

Take that asshole, I thought, looking in Axl's direction. 

A proud grin formed on my lips as I attempted to pull away. Before I could get into my original position, Duff yanked me back to him.

The quick action caused me to fall forward slightly, making him lean back into the couch that rested behind him.

I stared down into his wanting eyes for a few seconds before he brought my face back down to his, connecting our lips once again.

The innocent kiss soon turned into a full make-out session. The rest of the band being forgotten about.

Seconds turned into minutes and I soon had to pull away from him to breathe.

Panting, he ran his hand through my hair, pushing both of our bodies back up into a sitting position.

"Later," Duff whispered heavily into my ear. Lust filling his gaze.

I nodded out of breath from the oncoming desire.

Oh no, I suddenly though.

The blush that dispersed from me once again flushed my cheeks as I slowly turned around in Duffs lap.

There sat the band, jaws dropped.

I rolled my eyes, not like you haven't seen anything like this before.

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A/N

Sorry, this took so long to write. Hope you liked it! I know I loved writing it!

And again, same as all the others, I'm sorry for any overly used words and grammatical errors. Tell me what you think!
And I'm open to criticism.