Band One-Shots {VOL. 1 COMPLETE}

Mike Dirnt -@mikedirntsfruitloops

Mike bounced up and down in the green room.

The energy coming off of him was actually quite nervous.

"Mike..." You called out softly from the couch.

"Michael..." you said after he hadn't responded.

He kept bouncing, now shaking his hands as he did so.

You got up off the couch and walked over to him, grabbing his hands and pulling them down so that his bouncing would cease.

He looked down at you but only for a moment before he began bouncing from one foot to the other.

"Mike!" You said, bringing your hands up to his face.

He looked down into your eyes.

"Calm down." you said softly.

He sighed.

"I'm just nervous. It's been a while..." he said.

He wasn't wrong. He had a right to be some what nervous, but he had been performing his whole life.

It had been quite a while since Green Day had last performed on stage, and Billie and Tre were fine.

They were rarin' to go, just wanting to be onstage.

Mike was having a little trouble calming down.

"I know, love." you said, running your hand through his hair.

"You're going to do wonderfully." you said.

"Do you really think so? What if I forget something or mess up?" he asks.

"Its never bothered anyone before. I think you'll be fine. The people will just be grateful to see you. If you messed up it wouldn't matter, it would just create a positive memory for some young punk out there who looks up to you." you explained.

He looked between your eyes.

You looked back into his.

His deep blue eyes always had amazed you.

You loved looking into them because they were unlike anything else that you had ever seen in your entire life.

They were completely unique and so much so that you really lacked the words to describe them.

He then leant down and kissed you.

The kiss was slow and passionate, and you could practically feel his nerves melting away as he relaxed into the kiss.

When you parted, he kept his forehead on yours as he spoke softly.

"I'm so grateful for you." he said.

"And I for you." you replied.

"I love you." he whispered, rocking you both back and forth gently after a minute or so of silence.

"I love you, too. Now go out there and make yourself proud." you said, pecking his lips once more.

He parted from you and jumped up and down three times.

"Lets go!" he said, grabbing your hand and running out the door.

This was going to be an amazing first show, and you knew it.