Band One-Shots {VOL. 1 COMPLETE}

Kirk Hammett -@georgesandwich

Mornings on tour were rough sometimes.

You got tired, and so did everyone.

You got home sick, but so did everyone.

Today was one of those days where everyone was... Not particularly angry or grumpy, but irritable.

Every one was okay in that moment, but it would only take a simple act of discourse to mess everyone up and make the day more difficult then it would ever have to be.

Everyone was rather groggy as they showed up to the studio that they would rest in until the show that night, and it had been a long, sleepless night on a bus.

Everyone except for Kirk, for some reason.

Everyone sloshed off to separate rooms, as to get some more rest on actual beds and sofas.

Kirk walked into the part of the room that was meant to be a kitchen, and you sloshed onto a couch, closing your eyes and sighing.

You were at that point where the tour felt like it would never end, and you were in misery.

You knew that this would pass, it always did. It only ever lasted one, two, maybe even three days and then you'd all be back on your feet and refreshed in a different city, but today was just not in your favor.

You got comfortable as small, but not bothersome noises came from the area where Kirk had disappeared to.

You were relishing in the silence that was rare around the loud bunch of metal heads.

You were just about to doze off, but just before you could, the sound of a blender almost made you fall off the couch.

You jumped a good two feet in the air.

"What the hell?" you shouted.

"Kirk!" You screamed, getting up from the couch and trudging over to where he was.

When you reached him, he turned around, a blender and a cup in his hand, and a smile on his cutely puffy face.

He smiled as he stepped forward, pushing the cup in your hands.

It smelt heavenly, like strawberry, and bliss.

You took it hesitantly.

He stepped back, looking shy as he played with the handle of the blender.

He looked down before setting the blender down and smiling up at you sweetly.

"What's this?" you ask.

"Try it." he prompted.

You took a sip and it tasted absolutely amazing.

In fact, it made you feel good, too.

You felt your mood pick up and your earlier aggravation was pretty much gone in the instant that the drink touched your tongue.

"Kirk, this is amazing!" You gushed, taking another big gulp, savoring the flavor.

His smile grew wider.

"I just thought, that... You could use a little pick up."

You smiled as you took another sip.

"Thank you."

He nodded, clearly happy that you enjoyed it.

"How is it?" he asked, since it had been obvious that he hadn't tasted any yet.

You got an idea and stepped up to him, pressing your lips to his for a few seconds before pulling away.

He licked his lips.

"It's sweet." he laughed.

You laughed as well, giving him a hug as he served his own cup of smoothie.