Him

Slash's POV

"Shit! We fell asleep!" I yelped, sitting straight up and crushing Axl's ribs causing him to groan. "Axl! Wake up!"

"W-What?" He blinked several times, rubbing his sleepy eyes and yawning. "Oh, hey, we did. Why are you freaking out?"

"B-Because I have to work!" 

"Can't you just... Skip?"

"NO!" I shout dramatically, standing up and stretching my sore limbs. "Rose, you were one of the boys in school who played hookie, right?"

"You're a psychic, Saul." Axl smirked, yawning and getting off the couch, hands on his skinny hips as he stared out into the rising city. 

"It's pretty." I grin, walking up to him and wrapping my arms around his slender body and snuggling into his back. "Just like you."

"Mhm, I know I am." He snorted, huffing then turning around, placing a gentle kiss on my still swollen lips from last night. "Let's get you to work, yes?"

We walked downstairs into his little room. It still amazed me how he lived here and how he actually survived.

"So, what do you eat for breakfast?" I cocked my head to the side, squeezing his hand I held tightly. "Don't tell me you don't eat breakfast."

"You sound like a mom, Saul." Axl rolled his eyes. I scoffed in fake shock, pulling him out of his weird little man cave and outside, greeted by the dewy air. When we hopped into the car and turned on the heater and warming up.

"I'm giving you twenty dollars to buy a coffee and breakfest and dropping you off at Nikki's Coffee, got it?" I say sternly. He tries to argue but I slapped a hand over his mouth. He licked it. "Ew! You're gross, Rose."

"I dunno man, you were pretty gross last night." Axl smirked, staring out the window as we made our way to the cafe. I almost choked on nothing.

"I was not!" I squealed, voice cracking a little and face blushing.

"Sureeee..." He grinned, biting his lip (which was so sexy), "'Oh, Axl! It feels so good! Please, Axl, mmmmm!"

"Shut the fuck up!" I snapped, hitting his arm, causing us to serve a little on the road. "You're gonna make me crash."

"I thought you were gonna say 'You're gonna make me horny'." Axl snickered, crinkling his nose and squinting his eyes, tongue poking out between his teeth. Adorable.

"Get your mind out of the fucking gutter, asshole." I growled, gripping the steering wheel tightly. "... But it did feel good."

"HA! See!" Axl whooped and pumped his fists in the air as we pulled into the parking lot of the coffee shop. My record store and bookstore were just across the street.

I rolled my eyes, parking the car and stepping out, grabbing Axl's hand and dragging him into the cafe.

"Nikki!" I called, shoving the redhead towards the tall man. "Make sure Axl eats something. I'm going to work."

"Alrighty, Mr. Hudson." Nikki winked and wrapped Axl in a huge bear hug. "I missed my little squish."

"Ow, get offa me." Axl groaned, squirming and pushing the older man away and crossing his arms, giving the two men a pouty face. "Don't call me 'little squish' ever again, Sixx. I'm Axl fucking Rose, fear me bitch."

"Wow, so fucking scary." Nikki rolled his eyes and went behind the counter. "Order something, asshole and Slash-" He looked at me. "Cover up those damn hickeys, will ya?"

"Uhm, o-okay." I blushed, bringing my sweater closer to my neck and cringed. "Fuck you, Axl." I muttered before walking out the door and across the street.

"Ah, there he is!" Izzy smirked from behind the cash register. "The famous Slash."

"Oh my gosh, Izzy! I'm so sorry I'm late!" I panted, leaning against the counter and giving him an apologetic look. "It's just I was staying with Axl and we kinda fell asleep and-"

"Dude, calm down. I'm not mad." Izzy chuckled, combing his thick black hair with his skinny fingers. "What'd you guys do last night?"

Oh, you know, just found out the guy I like lives in an abandoned place and is pretty much homeless and steals stuff to live, found out his ex abuses the shit out of him. Oh, he also gave me a blowjob on the roof of a building in the middle of a city and I was whining like a bitch for him. You know, the normal stuff that happens.

"We just hung out, you know." I bit my lip nervously as I stared into Izzy's piercing gaze. He didn't buy it, but shrugged and let me off the hook.

"Cool." And with that he went back to organizing the rack of CDs on the wall. That was Izzy for you.

~

The day dragged by and I just wanted it over with so I could see Axl. Damn, I was so fucking in love it was sick. Then and idea hit me.

"Hey, do you think that Axl could get a job here?" I suddenly said after I helped a sweet old lady reach a collection of Elvis records. Izzy didn't turn around from the stack of boxes he was cutting open. 

"I mean, why not? He'd have to interview with Mick though, think a stud like him could do that?" Izzy asked. 

Mick Mars was in charge of us. We barely saw him, but he was the one who ordered all the shit and stuff like that. He was a really chill boss and loved old music, but I snickered at the thought of him meeting Axl.

"Sure. I could help him out with interview questions and let him borrow a suit or something." I grinned at myself. Axl would look so fucking hot in a suit.

"I dunno, I think I look pretty hot in a suit too." Izzy snorted, flicking through the new vinyls in the box and placing them neatly on a shelf.

"Shit, did I say that out loud?" The tips of my ears got red and I hid my face behind my hair. 

"Oh, Slash. You're so hopelessly in love, it's sick." Izzy sighed.

~

A/N

Kinda just a filler chapter but hey if Axl gets the job, imagine at night when it's just them workin a shift and they decide to have steamy sex in the back room???

~Munky