brooklyn baby (02/?)
we can go back to New York
pairing: rockstar!aemond × fem!reader
summary: you finally see the sexy guitarist again and after going through a disappointing time, things get interesting at a party where the whole band has been invited by Baela.
word count: 8.2k
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hi besties! here's the second chapter i'm so excited for you to read:) can't wait to read your comments, thanks for the amazing reception to the story, i love you guys! enjoy!
warnings: alcohol, smoking, kissing.
If there's anyone who hates the period a lot, it's you.
In desperate times many girls are relieved when it finally happens to them, fortunately you've never had a scare. But you feel completely sick and can't do anything when those days come every month.
Being irregular, you don't know exactly when it will happen, you've tried calculating, assuming and so on, you've even installed period apps, but nothing works. However, you should have known it was coming since you felt slight cramps this morning and since you started getting pimples two days ago.
But with so much to do from college, you didn't have time to prepare. And also a certain guitarist from a certain band wouldn't leave your thoughts alone sometimes.
Since that kiss almost happened, the next morning you were stalking him on Instagram, which is the only social media he has, compared to the remaining members who have Instagram, Twitter and TikTok.
But he's not even active.
The photos he has are only of the band promoting the tour, albums and songs, or also photos of some cities he has visited. He only has two posts with his brothers and cousins, where they are more like random photos before concerts. He has very few pictures of him and you can't even see his face since he doesn't see the camera, in all of them he plays the guitar and nothing else.
There is nothing about his day to day life really, just music. Also you notice that he posts photos every few months, although lately he has been posting more consistently due to the concerts, but it's all about the band.
You go into Aegon's account, trying to find Aemond in his pictures where he's not doing anything related to his guitar, but there's nothing of him if it's not that way. You see how Aegon takes funny pictures and uploads videos with his brother and cousins where they laugh and make jokes, but none of it shows him.
The same on Jace, Luke and Daeron's account, there's nothing from Aemond if it's not band related.
Instantly this catches your attention more, guessing that he most likely doesn't really like social media and keeps himself as private as possible, seeming so different to you, so mysterious and appealing in a ridiculous way simply because of that.
And yet he has many followers, which is understandable, it is obvious why in addition to his music, when he follows at most three hundred accounts, all of them music accounts, he also follows his siblings, his cousins and other people who must belong to his team.
You let out a groan and finally leave Aemond's account in peace, sinking your face into your pillow, feeling the cramps stronger than before, so you try to calm down and seek to feel more comfortable so you can let the pills take effect.
And even when the cramps are less, you still don't feel energetic or up for anything, entertaining yourself on your phone or watching TV, not wanting to leave the warmth of your bed because you really feel terrible.
So when you least expect it, you fall asleep. When suddenly, someone's scream wakes you up.
"Y/N!"
You raise your gaze instantly, startled, as you see frightened and confused Rhaena at the door of your room, entering, watching you in horror.
"W-what... what are you doing here?" you stare at her between irritated and confused now, still sleepy.
"What are you doing like that?" she asks you incredulously and on the verge of collapse to then watch as she looks down the hallway, "Baela, hurry up! She looks awful!"
You watch her seriously.
"Wow, thanks."
"What? What happe-oh shit," Baela also appears, watching you instantly in horror and shock, "W-what... what are you doing?" she looks at you blankly.
"What are you guys doing?" you ask back, irritated, "How did you get in?"
"It can't be, have you forgotten?" Rhaena looks at you incredulously, "Tonight is the concert of your sexy guitarist."
"Yes," says Baela, "Tonight," she repeats terribly serious, "Now can you explain why you're not ready? We have to go now."
"I'm not going," you say grumpily, laying your head back down on your pillow lazily.
"What do you mean you won't going? Are you crazy?"
"You better be kidding me."
"You guys... I'm having a horrible headache right now and I feel like if I get up now I'm going to throw up, not to mention that every breath I take I feel more blood coming out, so could you please leave my room quietly and let me continue sleeping in peace?"
The room falls silent for a moment.
"Oh no, don't tell me that," you hear Rhaena say disappointedly.
And then you listen as Baela complains, also disappointed.
"And you feel very bad?"
"Very," you answer her without hesitation.
"It's your first day?"
"Yes and I feel like shit."
"But Y/N... you can't miss it," Rhaena says worriedly.
"The sexy guitarist gave you the free tickets to see you again," Baela insists too, "I understand you're sick but wouldn't it be rude if you didn't go?"
You let out a huge groan against your pillow and then look at them with a pained expression.
"You think I haven't thought about it too? Of course I have," you let them know sadly, "I'm just as upset as you are, but what am I supposed to do? Everything hurts, I feel awful and besides you want me to let him see me like this with all my greasy, zitty face?"
Baela and Rhaena exchange a look.
"She's right," Rhaena tells her with a look of pity.
And again they both focus on you.
"Okay, we get it," Baela says resignedly, "So is there anything you want to send the sexy guitarist to say?"
"No," you tell her instantly, confused, "I already feel bad enough about not going. I don't want to be so cynical as to tell him I couldn't go but still thank him for the tickets."
And without saying anything else, your cousins don't insist but they are still disappointed since they will have to go to the concert without you.
You really wanted to go, you wanted to see him again and you wanted to spend time with him again like last time, to get to know him a little more and maybe... just maybe, to find out what else could happen between the two of you.
But now, once your cousins leave, you can only go back to trying to sleep, wanting to forget about the world for a while and not think about him or the concert that will happen in another hour that you couldn't attend.
So the hours pass, the sun in New York begins to set and the nightlife in the city begins, which is what characterizes it so much. And yet by the time severe hours have passed, you are still asleep, very tired and your period is not helping you to have any energy, submerged in a deep sleep.
When around two o'clock in the morning, you are again awakened and your peace of mind is interrupted by feeling absolutely nothing. And those responsible? Your cousins again, of course.
"What?" you say completely sleepy, closing your eyes tightly as the light hits you directly when are turned on.
"Wake up, you have to hear this!" squeals Rhaena excitedly, followed by Baela, both invading your bed, each lying on your sides, while you grunt and groan, sinking your face back into your pillow.
"Leave me alone," you plead weakly.
"Stop sleeping already," Rhaena shakes you, "I bet you've slept all day!"
"As I should."
"Y/N, seriously, you must know this," Baela insists as well.
"What? What thing? Talk now so you can leave me alone," you say irritably, still with your eyes closed.
"How mean you are," Rhaena says with a pout
"Let her, she's on her period, it's understandable."
"Then tell her!"
"The sexy guitarist asked us about you."
And that's more than enough for sleep to leave your system and you open your eyes, so you instantly turn to watch your cousins carefully, brushing your hair out of your face and looking completely surprised and now very interested.
"What?" you inquire, watching them intently.
"Yes!" squeals Rhaena excitedly, nodding, "And Baela made out with Jace," she adds innocently.
You open your eyes wide.
"What!?"
"It just happened," Baela shrugs, with a look of superiority, amused, "It was amazing, by the way. We exchanged numbers, too."
"And Aemond?" you ask more than attentively.
"Well, we were talking to Jace and Luke already by the time the after party was over. We were at the bar when Aegon joined us and he was coming with Aemond, so..." Rhaena laughs excitedly, "Jace and Luke were called I think by their manager, so we stayed with the two of them."
"He didn't talk at all, he was just ordering drinks," Baela clarifies.
"Yes and... when Aegon also ordered a drink, he did talk to us, but to ask us about you."
"He asked us where you were and we told him you couldn't come because you were sick."
"And he just nodded and continued drinking," Rhaena finished.
You avert your gaze from both of them for a moment, focusing on your TV, and then dropping your head back onto your pillow, your gaze resigned, so you let out a long sigh and go back to blaming your period for not being able to go tonight.
"But he looked disappointed, we know," Baela assures you with a small smile, "I even felt bad for him."
"Are you sure?" you ask her not really convinced about that.
"Yes, very. If he wanted to hide it, it didn't come out."
You let out a long breath again, bringing your hands to your face, wanting to let go of the frustration somehow, but you can't.
"Oh Y/N, come on, cheer up," Rhaena tells you without wiping off her smile.
"Yes, this is not the end," Baela adds.
"It's not the end?" you repeat confused, "This was literally my last chance to see him again and I couldn't go."
"Stop it, drama queen," Baela says to you again amused, "You've already forgotten Jace?"
"What about him?"
"That he and I are in contact now, silly."
"So?"
"God, I can't handle her," you hear her say to Rhaena.
"Just tell her. That way we'll make her feel better."
"Yeah, just tell me so i can keep sleeping," you tell her too.
You listen as she lets out a long breath.
"The band will be taking a short break. Their last concert will be next Saturday here in Manhattan and Jace has invited us."
She finally tells you and even though you don't show it, you feel interested to hear such news.
"So now you get to see your sexy guitarist," Rhaena tells you with a mischievous tone.
After an exhaustive search through your closet, making combinations with a lot of shirts, skirts, pants and shoes, you finally put together your perfect outfit.
Thank God your period is over and another horrible week of stress, frustration, worry and this time pain is over, until it's finally time to have a good time. And since you're going to the concert, you decide to choose your all black outfit.
You choose a black skirt, a black sleeveless shirt that exposes part of your stomach, black high boots and a black blazer on top. The only colored thing you bring with you is your small white hanging bag. (click)
Your make-up is not too much, but it is elaborate, because you really want to look good. So at the end you apply a matte red lipstick and style your hair in light waves, leaving it completely loose.
You choose silver jewelry and in the end you love the result, seeing yourself with a little smile in your full-length mirror, happy and excited. Then you head to Baela's apartment, which is actually in the same building and in the same hallway as yours.
You both go to NYU, only she studies fashion and you study business management. You always wanted to live alone, you love your privacy and having a place to yourself, so you got your apartment with the help of your parents and Baela joined you shortly after, although it's really like you both live together.
Rhaena just started college months ago and lives with her roomie, Sara, in the dorms provided by the university.
"Wow."
That's the first thing Baela says to you when she opens the door to her apartment and looks as ready as you do.
"Yeah, wow to you too," you tell her laughing.
"Oh my god-you look so hot," Rhaena says to you, appearing behind Baela.
"Thanks, you too, both," you assure them, "So are we leaving or what?"
"In a moment, I'm waiting for Jason to answer my messages," Baela tells you with her phone in her hand.
"Jason?"
"Lannister."
"Jason Lannister?" you repeat confused, "Your friend the rich guy who lives in that huge, fancy apartment in Upper East Side?"
"That same one. He's having an party tonight and I asked him if I could bring the band after the concert is over. The after party will only last an hour and Jace had said that after that they wanted to go out and celebrate."
"Oh," you nod, "Well, that sounds great," you say, as inevitably a wave of excitement washes over you.
"Oh-he has replied!" she says excitedly, her gaze fixed on her screen, "And he said yes!"
"Great! Now let's go, I want to see Luke," Rhaena says desperately, ushering you both out of the apartment.
Driving doesn't take as long as last time, as you literally crossed half of Manhattan in order to get to Brooklyn and also half of Brooklyn in order to get to the club where the concert was.
And once you get to the club, finding parking is a bit difficult but you make it and finally Baela hands the three tickets to the security man to let you in. Once inside, you get the feeling that there are more people than there were in Brooklyn, seeing all the girls very excited and rushing into the club to get to the front of the stage.
You see Baela texting with Jace and the three of them make it to the front, in a seemingly exclusive section with a great view of the entire stage where they are allowed in after she shows security her phone screen.
"What did you show them?" you ask confused and curious.
"Some messages from Jace," she says with a certain superiority, making you laugh and shake your head at the same time.
Rhaena insists that the three of you take selfies and so you do, killing time as the concert begins. The minutes go by, the place slowly starts to fill up, security brings order, everything is ready on stage and after the lights are turned off for a moment, calling everyone's attention, the concert finally starts.
The first to come out is Aegon, clearly, greeting the whole audience and the other guys follow him, causing the excited and euphoric screams of all the girls.
Instantly your gaze focuses on him, on Aemond, making you smile a little as you watch him focus totally on the music, not even looking much towards the audience, taking a seat at one of the speakers, completely focused on his guitar. And again you become totally absorbed in him.
He looks so handsome, like it's not an everyday thing, with his black pants and a plain white t-shirt, making his black electric guitar stand out, while his hair looks as good as ever.
And the way he plays his notes, the way his face concentrates and the way he lights up the occasional cigarette during the concert, he looks completely sexy.
And you are not the only one who notices these details, you see how some girls around you focus the camera of their phones on him, you also hear how some of them scream his name or go crazy in his solos, all wanting to get his attention.
But then again… Aemond doesn't react much with his audience and only gives head gestures, that being enough for him and stay focused on the music. This especially catches your attention a lot, as his behavior is totally different from Aegon or Daeron.
In fact you were hoping that he will manage to see you in the whole audience, as Jace and Baela although they are not far away but not too close either, both still exchange glances and he especially focuses a lot on your cousin most of the time.
Then comes another solo from Aemond, looking extremely sexy in the way he focuses on hitting his notes perfectly, filling the place with more screams. And you watch in admiration, because even if you wanted to, you couldn't play guitar like that.
You see how there is a man with a camera taking pictures of everyone and him especially at that moment on stage, probably being the band's photographer. There are lots of lighting effects, the whole club looks great and they all put on an amazing show, since it's the last one.
You sing and dance along with your cousins, really enjoying the moment, since even though you were suffering all the week before because of your period, you still started listening to their songs and learned them.
You take more videos together, you also take several videos of everything and you may have focused on recording him a little bit more sometimes, unable to help it.
When it's time to finish.
Aegon again takes charge of dismissing the whole band, causing screams and applause from the whole audience towards them, all the girls screaming and throwing bracelets and necklaces on stage. The five of them say goodbye at the same time, Aemond again without showing much emotion and it's all over.
The after party takes place right there, as the club has its own separate pub-like bar section, so the girls with tickets to meet the band are guided, among them you too with your cousins, by security guards to a huge door that will take them there directly.
Upon entering the pub, everything is empty except for the bartender and more security people. The bar is also free and all the girls start getting ready with their t-shirts, caps and posters more than ready.
"I'll meet Jace before he comes out. I'll be right back," Baela says to Rhaena and you, visibly excited.
It's not as if she can be stopped, as she quickly heads down a hallway where you assume must be those break rooms where everyone in the band keeps their stuff while they tend to the fans and where they must all be now.
"Do you think Baela will take him to his apartment when Jason's party is over?" asks you Rhaena with a knowing look.
"Don't even doubt it," you assure her.
Then finally the band starts to come out, causing the screams of all the excited girls, quickly wanting to head towards them, but security instantly starts to bring order, controlling everything and asking all the girls to line up and wait their turn without scandal.
You don't move from where you are, but watch everything carefully, wanting to find Aemond. But it's just like last time… everyone shows up but him.
"Done," Baela suddenly appears with a small smile, "Jace sends his greetings."
"Wow sis, you didn't even sweat," Rhaena tells her amused and you let out a loud laugh which makes Baela look at her serious.
"Very funny."
"And what else did he tell you? Everyone is going to Jason's party?" you ask her interested.
"Everyone or Aemond?"
"Aemond," you answer reluctantly.
"Yes, everyone is going."
"And where is he?" asks Rhaena confused, watching the guys with all the fans, "They are all except him."
"I don't know, he was in that room with everyone, he looked… serious and bored."
"He's hiding, like last time," you say, "Eventually he'll have to come out."
"And you're going to talk to him?" says Rhaena excitedly to you.
"I think so," you nod to her.
"She's going to talk to him," Baela says in affirmative mode, serious and threatening.
Then Rhaena is the one who wants to approach Luke, so she asks you to go with her, while Baela takes the opportunity to order something from the bar, so when you start to wait in line, the wait is long.
Rhaena suddenly starts talking to some girls who are behind you both, also waiting, so you entertain yourself on your phone, killing a little more time, although from time to time you participate in Rhaena's conversation with those girls about the band, their favorite songs and so on.
When you briefly inspect the pub, you notice a platinum-haired person starting to join in, catching your attention. You step aside, as Rhaena obstructs your view a bit, and then finally there he is.
As soon as he leaves the hallway, a bunch of girls rush towards him, all smiling and excited, clearly happy to finally see him, to which the security guys instantly bring order and he starts signing and taking pictures with them.
You watch everything with a small smile, inevitably starting to feel nervous and you don't understand why, since he hasn't even seen you and doesn't even know you are here, but his presence in the same place as you already makes you feel that way.
At that moment your mind starts to plan what exactly you will do to get closer to him, telling yourself that you can choose a poster this time and have him sign it for you, but just thinking about it and such a simple action already makes you terribly nervous.
You think that Rhaena or Baela might come with you, but you don't even have the slightest idea how to start the conversation or what exactly to talk to him about, fearing that your nerves will betray you and you'll act like a fool.
So you also think you might as well do nothing and wait for a miracle to happen and he will notice you.
You let out a long breath, since of course you can't decide to do nothing if the man gave you free tickets and you didn't go to the concert, so this is the least you can do, however, you feel very nervous and you also start to get frustrated.
"There's finally your sexy guitarist," Rhaena says to you suddenly, excited, looking in the same direction as you, "Are you going to go to him?"
"Later, I'm just feeling nervous," you confess to her.
"Relax. When he sees you, he'll probably feel as nervous as you do, too, so you won't be the only one."
You frown.
Aemond nervous? You don't think he's nervous at all.
You can't focus on him anymore because the line starts to move faster, so now you focus on helping Rhaena with the pictures and also to want to see her shyly flirting with Luke, who is also shyly flirting with her.
Rhaena and Luke's moment unfortunately passes quickly, but he still tells her that he will see her at the party, in a whisper obviously, and then the following girls come by to meet him and talk to him.
Then again you focus on Aemond, but you are surprised to see that he is no longer with all the fans around him, he has simply disappeared.
Confused, you start looking around, not understanding where he has gone, bewildered, as it was only a brief moment when he was attending to fans and he should stay longer or not? When you are directing your gaze in all directions, you finally focus on that hallway where he had come out before, finding him.
However, what you see is definitely not what you expected.
You see how he heads to the men's restroom, which is normal, but what catches your attention is how a girl or rather a fan goes after him, not hesitating to follow him. And then they enter the restroom together, as he closes the door behind him.
And it's clear what they both went to do, you're not stupid.
You continue to stand there for a few more moments, staring at the closed door, feeling slightly surprised as you really didn't expect to see him like this and you also begin to feel disappointed.
Unable to help it, sadness and anger come over you, as you also feel discouraged now.
With a sad and disappointed look, also a bit serious, you avert your gaze to head towards the bar, all the while biting the inside of your cheek and trying not to let your emotions show too much on your face, but you cannot.
As you take a seat on the stool, you watch as your cousins are with Aegon, so when you inevitably start to think more about it, disappointment washes over you as well along with everything else you're feeling.
You had expectations of him, but you never expected him to be that kind of guy, that's why you feel so disappointed and you can't help it, not even having the energy to be here anymore.
That's why he offered to give me his merch inside that room in Brooklyn.
You think, since that's why you feel angry, not because you saw him with another girl, but because he wanted the two of them to be alone that one nigh and it happened, the two of them kissed, but what would have happened if Aegon hadn't interrupted you? Probably you two would have fucked, as was his purpose.
You start to feel really bad about that and get frustrated with yourself, because even this you should have expected, yet you didn't even though it was too obvious.
He is absolutely handsome and plays in a band, so he meets a lot of girls almost every day and every single one of them he has at his feet, so… who would be fool enough to say no to him? No one.
You were just going to be another one of the crowd.
You say to yourself, really sad, disappointed and upset.
You want to get out of here but you continue to wait for your cousins at the bar, order a drink just to kill time and try not to think about him, knowing perfectly well that you must have a very cold face.
You let out a long breath, continuing to wait, wait and wait, until Baela and Rhaena appear.
"Hey, did you talk to the sexy guitarist?" asks Baela, excited and interested.
"Yes," you lie, trying to put on your best possible face.
"And what happened?" asks you now Rhaena, also excited.
"I'll tell you later."
Luckily they don't insist and Baela again turns to Jace, so Rhaena stays with you, showing you the photos and videos she took of the concert, also the ones from a few moments ago with Luke, asking her which one is the best to post on her Instagram stories.
You're with her for a while, when you raise your gaze to observe the whole pub for a second, although you unconsciously look towards that hallway as well, when then your breath is cut short and you see how Aemond comes out of there to join the inside of the pub again, with Aegon by his side.
You must have averted your gaze the second you saw him come out, for suddenly Aemond casually glances over to where you are, both of your gazes crossing at that moment.
You don't manage to read his gaze, as again nerves and disappointment wash over you, so you instantly avert your eyes from him and focus back on Rhaena, trying to not let his gaze on you affect you.
However, you can feel how he continues to watch you, his burning gaze completely on you, but you don't respond to him anymore, in fact you feel more the need to get out of here now that he has already noticed your presence.
Out of the corner of your eye you watch as he attends to more fans, while at the same time talking to Aegon, who also attends to fans, but every now and then… you feel his gaze on you again, one that was screaming for you to watch him as well, but you didn't.
"The girls are already leaving."
Rhaena tells you, pointing to the doors and watching as the guards ask the fans who have already had their moment with each member of the band to leave.
"I'll go talk to Luke, I'll be right back," she tells you, starting to get up from her stool.
"Actually," you get up too, stopping her, "I'll go ahead to the party. You and Baela are going with Jace and Luke right?"
She frowns.
"Yes, but…
"Great. I'll see you guys over there then, you tell Baela please."
You start to walk past her, heading towards the doors.
"Wait, Y/N," Rhaena stops you, grabbing your arm, "Are you okay? What happened?" she asks you softly, confused, "I thought you wanted to be near Aemond, did something happen with him?"
You bite your lips, hesitant, as you really don't want to lie to your cousin, but you also don't want to tell her and look so dramatic about it, as it has nothing to do with you but you still feel disappointed and like a fool.
"Yes," you finally tell her, in a whisper "But I'll tell you later."
"You promise?" she looks at you, not entirely convinced.
"I promise," you assure her, "I'll see you there."
She has no choice but to let you go, telling you to call her in case of anything, so you nod and are finally able to walk away, starting to walk out of there with your car keys in hand, not letting go of that burning stare on you until you leave the pub.
At first you thought about deciding not to go to the party, sounding like a good plan for you, however, you were well aware that Baela would kill you and probably never forgive you if you decided such a thing, so now you are here, in Jason Lannister's luxurious apartment and with a bunch of other college students enjoying the party.
As you walk in, you greet a few people you know and also Jason, who asks you about Baela, Rhaena and those guys in that band she told him she was bringing.
You catch up with him, telling him they shouldn't be long and then you notice how all the people here are Baela's friends and also studying fashion, except Jason is studying law, so there are more people from that faculty as well.
You decide to help set up the beer pong tables, just to entertain yourself and start enjoying the party, while you talk to Jason and his friends, when not too long after, a half hour maybe, your cousins with them finally arrive.
You watch them almost from the other side of the huge apartment, watching as Baela greets her friends and introduces the band, where Aegon, Daeron and Jace look more than ready to start enjoying themselves, while Luke stays more calm and relaxed with Rhaena.
And even though you didn't want to, you still inevitably focus on him.
He closes the door behind him with a completely relaxed and unconcerned expression and posture, to your bad luck already having a cigarette on his lips, as he watches the whole party around him, now wearing a different black t-shirt.
And of course, his arrival starts to draw the attention of all the girls at the party and not only on him, on all of them, seeing them with a few small smiles and more than interested.
You avert your gaze, deciding not to make a big deal out of it, continuing to place the plastic cups on the table, though really, it's only a matter of time before Baela finds you, bringing them all with her.
With Jason at your side, she introduces them to him and he starts talking to them, while you continue to set everything up, deliberately ignoring his burning gaze when he sees you, not letting it get to you.
And after that it's only a matter of time before the real party starts.
People start dancing and your cousins along with all of them take a seat on some couches, starting to drink, so it's only a matter of time before Aegon gets up and now he's in a corner making out with a girl mercilessly, just like Jace and Baela, this surprising you but you're very excited for her.
Rhaena and Luke are also in a corner close together, but they're both talking, both with shy but willing little smiles, so you're sure that by the end of the night, something will have happened between them.
And at the end, Daeron and Aemond are still sitting on the couches, both drinking, with one girl already talking to Daeron, both very flirtatious, but you don't approach him.
Wherever you move in the apartment, you feel his gaze on you, always. However, you drink and enjoy yourself, although you don't go over one beer either, since you have to drive. But you admit that his gaze on you makes you very nervous and as much as you don't want to give it any importance, you can't.
Until one moment when you are talking to Jason, just for once you decide to return his gaze, and that's what happens, you look at him and he is already watching you so intensely and with a look between serious and curious.
But the moment doesn't last long, because just when you both exchange glances for two seconds, suddenly a girl appears and takes a seat next to him, starting to talk to him, her intentions clear, so he looks away from you to her.
You look away, finishing what's left of your bottle of beer with just one gulp, then you leave the empty bottle on the kitchen island and decide to go out to the balcony for some fresh air, as the place is getting more and more crowded and it's starting to feel suffocating.
Once outside, you enjoy a bit of the quiet, even though you can still hear some music although this doesn't bother you, as you observe the view offered by some New York skyscrapers around you, looking beautiful and eye-catching.
You don't know how long you last there, but you enjoy it, wanting to take another moment before going back to the party. When suddenly… you must have expected that the moment of the night would come for you and Aemond.
The doors open letting in more music and you turn around, this getting your attention, when again nerves and shame come over you, seeing that it's Aemond. But he is not alone… he enters the balcony along with Aegon, who laughs along with…. Cregan?
"Man, all this stuff I missed if I had gone to college," Aegon says, smiling.
Cregan laughs, giving him a friendly tap on his shoulder.
"Oh dude, you don't know what you're talking about."
When then both of their gazes focus on you, to which you wave your hand and smile a bit apologetically, but not for them, but for him, who continues to stare at you like that.
"Y/N?" inquires Cregan, approaching you, watching you incredulously.
"Hi," you smile at him.
"My godness, I haven't seen you in ages!" he exclaims happily, then locks you in a tight hug.
"Please, it's only been months," you tell him amused, reciprocating his hug.
"It's been years for me," he tells you melancholy, pulling away.
And you both laugh.
"So you know Baela's cousin," Aegon says without wiping away his smile, stepping closer, watching you and Cregan continuously.
"Yes," Cregan says, "You know them?" he asks you, pointing at him and Aemond, who stands apart.
"Baela and Rhaena are hanging out with their cousins," you tell him, nodding.
"Oh yes, the drummer and the bass player."
And you nod.
"And how do you two know each other?" asks Aegon, interested.
"We were classmates in business management," Cregan explains to him, "But I decided to change careers to law."
"At NYU?"
You both nod, as does he, now understanding, while Aemond still continues to stand apart, but at no point do you fail to feel his gaze on you, making you still very nervous but distracting with Cregan at your side.
"I didn't know the three of you knew each other," you decide to say, confused and slightly interested.
"Oh, we didn't know each other," Aegon says.
"We only just met a few moments ago when we played beer pong together," Cregan tells you with a small smile.
And you don't say anything else, that being so random, since the two of them barely met and apparently are now best friends, Cregan and Aegon more than anything, since Aemond continues to be just as serious.
"Anyway, have you seen Alysanne?" asks you Cregan, interested and hopeful.
"Yes, a while ago," you nod to him.
"Great. I'm going to go look for her, I haven't seen her in years either."
"Good luck," you smile at him.
"I'm coming with you," Aegon says instantly following suit, "Maybe your girl has a hot friend she can introduce me to."
Cregan laughs and just as they arrived together laughing and as best friends, they leave, only now you're left alone... with Aemond.
So there it is again… that tense air, but not a bad one somehow, as the both of you are left alone and there is an appropriate distance between the two, but again, you can't help but feel terribly nervous.
And even though you don't want to, still that moment of him going into the restroom with that girl keeps replaying in your mind, unable to help it. And that's why you look everywhere but at him, trying to distract yourself with the view.
Then he starts smoking, both of you without saying a word, just listening to the music and the sound of the city around you, which makes you feel a little uneasy, since you can't just leave like that, it would be too rude.
And again… that almost kiss invades your mind and doesn't leave you in peace, while you bite your lips and try to control your nerves, not having the slightest idea of what to do or what to say.
The slight smell of cigarette reaches your nostrils and you try to act as nothing, just like him, whom you see out of the corner of your eye and apparently, compared to you, he is comfortable and unconcerned.
Until he speaks.
"Are you always this quiet?"
He asks you and you bite your lips again, this making you feel more nervous, as you feel him watching you, but you don't look back at him.
"No," you reply, trying to act just as unconcerned as he does, "I'm just… relaxing."
"Hm," he says and you watch just for a second as he takes a drag on his cigarette, " You don't like parties?"
"Yes, I do," you reply softly.
And there you finally dare to look him in the eye, but you regret it the second you do, as he is already watching you and in that way, again as if he wants to see right through you, so burning and intense. So you steel yourself and continue firm, not letting him weaken you.
"I actually thought you didn't like parties," you decide to say, just to create a topic of conversation.
"I don't like them," he says and exhales smoke through his lips, looking away from you for a moment, "But I wanted to come," he says to return to watching you with such intensity.
And God, all you can think about is how ridiculously handsome he looks tonight, from his clothes, his face, his posture, the way he's looking at you, even the way he's smoking, basically everything about him.
There is a brief silence between the two of you, not uncomfortable fortunately, when suddenly he says to you:
"You didn't go to the concert."
Shit.
And there it is again, the nerves, which makes you look away from him for a moment and bite your lips.
"Yeah, I know, I'm sorry," you tell him softly, "I got sick."
"Yeah," he nods, "Your cousins said something like that. But don't apologize, it's fine."
"But I wanted to go," you clarify.
He places a small grin on his face, watching you intently.
"Did you?"
And you nod.
"At this concert you didn't even stay until the end."
Fuck.
You curse, thinking fast, again with that moment of him and that girl going into the restroom replaying in your mind, which was the reason you decided to leave early and why you decided to ignore him.
But ignoring him didn't work for you anymore since now you're here with him… alone.
"Of course I did, I saw the whole concert," you play dumb.
"I mean the after party."
He tells you softly and you again avert your gaze, terribly nervous, having no idea what to say to him now, since you can't tell him you left because you saw him that way with one of his fans. So instead, you lie, making an excuse about the party.
"I had to come here earlier to help set everything up," you explain, looking at him again, trying to sound convincing.
At this, he lets out a long breath, averting his gaze, bringing his cigarette to his lips.
"What a shame," he says in a sigh, then takes a drag.
This catches your attention, but you say nothing more, only until after you think clearly about what you are going to say before you speak.
"Baela said you're not giving any concerts until about a month," you say and he looks at you again.
"Yes, that's true," he says and you watch as he casually slides further towards you, beginning to close the distance between you, "But you could still come."
You frown.
"To where?"
"To rehearsals and then to the concerts."
At this you say nothing, you just continue to watch him, beginning to have a dilemma in mind about it and also beginning to be affected by how he is gradually moving closer to you, doing it so casually and so calculatingly, without stopping smoking, that you hate that he is already starting to make you feel that way.
You don't want to be another one of the crowd, remember?
Your serious mind tells you, since that's why you were crying before and why you decided to avoid him and get to this party earlier.
But God, you think, since he, everything about him, affects you and so much, so much so that you can't even avoid him anymore, starting little by little to let yourself be carried away by him.
And well says Baela that the flesh is weak.
You think grumpily.
"Or what? You really don't want to see me anymore?"
He asks you with that grin, weakening you more completely and making you more nervous, averting your gaze from him for a moment, really not being able to because of the way he's looking at you and making you react.
"N-no, I mean, yeah," you reply foolishly, "Yeah, okay," you look at him, "I'll go."
Then a small satisfied smile appears on his lips.
"Very well, but if you don't go…"
He begins to say, leaving his sentence in suspense and completely stealing your breath when he finally shortens the remaining distance between the two of you, at the same time as he tosses his now non-existent cigarette away, watching you attentively and determinedly.
You tense up completely and watch him completely attentive and nervous, unable to move, your legs and mind not reacting at all at that moment, starting to feel your heart beating too fast.
"If I don't go what?"
You can formulate in the midst of your nervousness in a mumble, as a distraction, as you inevitably look between his face and his lips with your lips parted.
"If you don't go like last time I'm going to be very angry and very disappointed."
You watch him in complete surprise, just at that instant also realizing how incredibly close the two of you are, the two of you completely invading each other's personal space, his entire presence and essence enveloping you completely.
And then this whole scene, it's just like when you both were about to kiss like last time, close to each other and with that tense air. When Aemond says something to you that steals your breath away.
"It was very rude to leave me waiting, you know that?" he says to you in a hoarse voice, his whole gaze determined and his eye dilated, full of desire.
"Did you really want to see me?" you ask him in a whisper.
"What do you think?"
Again your breath catches, as you focus entirely on him, watching or rather admiring the closeness of his face to yours, not being able to help it anymore, not wanting to pull away and wanting more of him.
Then you know there is no turning back when he raises his hand and places it on your cheek gently, caressing your skin with his thumb, continuing to watch you with that attention and with that desire at the same time that he sticks your chest with his, pulling you to him.
Again you watch his lips, completely absorbed in him, feeling your heart still beating too fast and completely enjoying this moment.
"If I don't see you again Y/N…"
He says again, not letting you go, with that direct, firm and challenging tone from before, but leaves his sentence in suspense again.
"What?" you ask him, wanting to know what's going to happen if he doesn't see you again.
But he doesn't say anything more to you, on the contrary, he starts leaning towards you, making you feel like your heart will jump out of your chest at any moment, when his other hand places it on your waist and the atmosphere changes completely.
And then you close your eyes, letting yourself be completely carried away and finally… you feel his lips touch yours.
And as soon as you feel the contact, you are enveloped by a sensation you haven't felt for a long time and you lift your face a little more towards him, pressing your lips more firmly with his.
A slow but completely purposeful and deep kiss begins, as he moves closer towards you, clinging and you let him, beginning to move your lips more constantly, as does he, as you bring your hands up and place them on his chest.
The kiss is perfect and with exact timing, as you feel him cling to you completely, not wanting to let you go, feeling him pull away an inch to take another angle and kiss you again, as you grab his shirt in a fist and pull him closer to you if possible.
You feel perfectly as he gently bites your upper lip in a way you haven't experienced before but firmly enough to make you gasp into his mouth and he takes the opportunity to enter your mouth, making you gasp in the middle of the kiss and bring one of your hands up to his hair, caressing it.
Now it's a fight, as you feel and hear the sound of saliva every time you move your mouths, being a wet kiss in which neither he nor you want it to end.
Everything about him is completely addictive, he is definitely an excellent kisser and you don't want him to stop, ever, enjoying the faint taste of cigarette and mint in his mouth.
"You're so beautiful, did you know that?"
He pulls away to tell you in a husky murmur, instantly attacking your lips again, never stopping caressing your cheek, at the same time he starts to pull you back until your back hits a table out here, now being trapped between it and his body.
You smile in the middle of the kiss, continuing to caress his neck and cheeks.
"You are so beautiful too, Aemond."
You manage to say between his lips, to again both resume the kiss, while you feel how he holds your waist tightly, which will probably leave marks on your skin since it's too firm, but you don't care.
Then his caresses start to be taken further, bringing his hand dangerously close to your ass, but you don't mind this either. When he suddenly lifts you up and sits you on the table behind you, making his way between your legs and caressing your thigh with one of his hands.
The mood changes completely, the whole air feeling too hot and with a need starting to appear in your lower abdomen.
Aemond caresses your thigh firmly and gently, which begins to bring waves of arousal to your core, especially as he grinds very gently against you, but pressing his hips right there as you hold him between your legs.
You gasp into his mouth, feeling too good and starting to drive you crazy, not only by his movements but also by the way he continues to kiss you, having you perfectly where he wants you.
You begin to feel his clear arousal against your center, as he grunts and continues to kiss you, bringing both hands to both of your thighs, caressing you and grinding himself more firmly and steadily against you, seeking relief, as you do, beginning to feel everything about you pulsing in an achingly delicious way.
However, the good things can't last forever.
Suddenly the doors to the balcony open again unexpectedly and this catches the attention of both of you, breaking the kiss and the moment instantly, seeing that it is a group of apparently already drunk friends, starting to make room for themselves on the balcony as well.
They notice you both but say nothing, going back to their own thing, to which you turn your focus back to Aemond, looking just as disappointed as he does at the interruption of the moment.
His lips are red and swollen, just as you must also look, so you try to get off the table, but he instantly won't let you, pressing his hips right back down there firmly, causing you to watch him in surprise and in alert.
"This is what I'll do the next time I see you if you don't go to the rehearsals and concerts," he tells you again with that determination and that honesty, his voice completely low and hoarse, not letting you go.
And at first you don't understand what he's talking about, still very overwhelmed and shocked by what happened, but mostly because he keeps pressing his hips right against your center.
But you remember what you were talking about earlier.
"W-what?"
Then that grin reappears, her gaze still full of desire and completely stealing your breath.
"I'll kiss you again without permission."
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