Pairings: Musician!Yelena x Y/N
Summary: you agree to go to a rock festival with your best friend and a certain drummer catches your eye
You cocked your head to side as you watched the bands switch on the stage. You looked at your best friend Kate beside you. She had dyed a few streaks of neon purple into her hair in preparation for the rock festival today.
"Come on, you know you wanna go with me. Just think of all the hot rocker chicks you could flirt with!" Your darker haired best friend was scrolling through her phone looking at the lineup. "Oh an all girl band. You would like them. Pull them up on your spotify, Y/N. They're called The Widows."
You sighed exasperated towards Kate. You had known each other since forever. Your parents had put you in the same after school archery program and you two had been inseparable ever since.
"Are we talking screamo? You know how I feel about screamo." You lazily pulled the band up and hit play on their top song. The guitar started the song off kinda slow in tempo but once the drums hit the song sped up and you found yourself tapping your foot against your bed in time to the beat. You ran a hand through your short hair and secretly clicked follow on the band's page.
"So when is the next band supposed to play?" You asked Kate. Your tank top hung loosely off of your shoulders and as you readjusted how you were standing you could feel the cds you were holding onto for Kate hit against your leg in your cargo shorts. You had seen tons of people with Vans brand bags and really needed to figure out where to get one. The guy standing next to you in the crowd in front of the stage smelled like sunscreen and BO and you scrunched your nose up, vaguely grossed out by being so close in proximity to him.
"In a few minutes." Kate almost had to shout at you as the drums in front you started. You turned your attention back towards the stage as a taller blonde with piercing green eyes settled on her stool. She was wearing ripped up black skinny jeans, some very red converse high tops, and her band's tank top. You looked to your left of the drums where a redhead was adjusting where her red guitar sat on her person, a widow spider decal by the bridge and output jack made your skin crawl a little. She was dressed similarly to the drummer, red high tops but ripped black shorts and the band's tank top ripped down her sides. You could see another spaghetti strap tank top under her bands that was the same shade red as her high tops.
"Welcome to the Left stage! We're The Widows from Ohio and we hope you like our set!" The redhead said enthusiastically into the mic in front of her. The bass player was another tall woman but she had dyed her hair a bright blue. Her high tops were red as well, but her tank top was just a solid black, her black shorts solid as her shiny black bass was adjusted. Her bass didn't have a decal but her bass strap was designed to look like police caution tape while the red heads was a black and white checker pattern.
The crowd around you erupted with applause as your attention turned back to the drummer. You watched as dedicatedly as a disciple of a church would watch their pastor. The blonde flipped her drumsticks around in her hands and quickly brought them back down. You watched as she pointed at the crowd and turned to the guitarist and stuck her tongue out rudely at her.
You could feel the drums in your stomach and green eyes briefly met yours during the third song of their set and you couldn't tell if the flutter in your heart was from her or the drum set she was dominating. Your attention was snapped back to the guitarist/lead singer as she spoke into the mic, the music in the background from her band quieting down as they finished their set.
"I'm Nat." She winked at the crowd and a group of girls cheered. "That's my sister Yelena." She pointed back to the blonde on the drums who waved at the crowd and smiled a dazzling smile. Her eyes met your again and she winked at you. " And on the bass our best friend Carol! We're The Widows and we'll see you at the merch table in 5! Come say hi!" You watched as Nat and Carol threw some picks into the remaining crowd and waved again.
Kate turned to you, her eyes wide. You could feel what she was gonna say before she even did. You had hit up The Widows merch table already so Kate could buy a CD and you weren't surprised at all when she pulled you toward the line forming.
"Did you see the way they played together? That was the best set of the day!" You could hear a few bands from around the various stages of the festival. You opted to remain silent as you waited in the line. You heard cheering in the front of the line and slowly but surely the line started to move. You were only waiting about 6 minutes when you made it to the front. You had dug out the CD for Kate in advance preparing to put it back in your pocket when green eyes sparkled in your direction.
"You like the show?" The drummer asked you, a smirk playing on her lips.
"Yes! We did!" Kate answered for you both. You looked at her annoyed.
"Notice you don't have a CD. Wait a second." You watched her turn around and felt the blush hit your cheeks. She was bending down and you couldn't help yourself from ogling her. She was so well built. You could definitely tell she did squats. She turned back around, drum sticks in hand.
"Sign these." She shoved them at her sister and best friend and then signed them herself, handing them over to you.
"Don't forget about us, baby girl." She winked at you again from where she stood behind the table of merch. She had an accent and honestly, you weren't sure if you would be able to talk properly for a minute after that. You walked along behi d Kate and finally glanced at the sticks clasped in your hands. You could make out Nat and Carols signature on one stick and then on the other in all capital script was written 'Don't forget about me XO Yelena' and right under that a series of numbers was scrawled. Your blush depended as you stared at it.
You wouldn't forget about Yelena. After the festival you sat on your bed and added the number to your contacts. You chewed on your bottom lip as you sent the first text.
Hey. Thanks for the drum sticks.
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