🎸Band Imagines [Requests On Hold]🤟🏻(Fluff, Smut, Etc.)

🍋Teach Me-Christian Lorenz/Flake x Reader

Summary: You've been friends with the men from Rammstein, throughout the years you've gotten closer to them but haven't been successful with the guy who you've known for years, Christian also known as Flake. One day you ask him how to play the piano and he teaches you more than that. (Warning: Smut)

(Decided to write my own one shot cause there's a huge lack of Rammstein fics, like why?! I've been dying to read more but no one will write. Flake is underrated so I decided to write about him. Richard will be the next one.)

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Today has been an extremely rainy day. Rammstein had to cancel one of their concerts here in Berlin, so that meant they had a free day, to relax and do whatever they want. I was excited for today since I'm the one who sells their merchandise at concerts, but I could tell the boys were bummed about today.

They wanted to play today and give the fans a memorable show. The fans love them and so do they but the boys so need a day or two to relax every now and then.

"It's fucking raining outside so much." Till said looking through the window and cursing more in German.

"It's not to bad, I like the rain and so does (Y/N)." Richard came to sit next to me and wrapped his arms around me.

Richard had always been a flirt to me, but he did it for a reason because he knew who I've always had a crush on. "Quit picking on her, Kruspe

"You're too overprotective of her sometimes." Paul said and Christoph nodded.

"She's like a second daughter to him." Oliver muttered to his band mates.

"I am not! Well, are you all hungry or not?! (Y/N), has let us stay in her apartment until we confirm when the show will start again."

Till and all of the guys were going to leave to being some lunch. We were planning on developing another music video and we're still trying to figure it out. "Okay, well be careful." I said grabbing my notes and sitting back down by the table.

"Flake!" Richard shouted. We each looked back and saw him laying on my couch with a book covering his face.

"He's dead."

"Nah, he just feel asleep..I think."

"Let's leave him then. (Y/N), make sure he doesn't burn the house down." Till said shutting the door close.

I chuckled when I heard them shrieking and running away to cover themselves by the rain. "Finally, they're gone." I heard him say from the couch.

I turn around and see him lifting the book he was once entranced by. "I thought you were asleep." I raise an eyebrow at him and saw him adjusting his glasses back on his face.

"I didn't feel like going out, I'm tired and want to rest."

I smile to myself and fought the urge to laugh. "You look like a crazy person, what are you thinking about?" Christian as I like to call him, asked me in a serious manner.

"Remember when I used to annoy you all the time? All you wanted was to be on your own or be in a quiet place."

Christian let's out a small chuckle and remembers it as well. "You were such an annoyance when little, you still are."

I threw him my pencil I had in hand and laughed, he's lucky he's wearing glasses. Back then when I was a child, my parents were mostly working so they knew Chris's family, he wanted money for a piano so they made him work. And that work was to take care of me, I was about 10 and he was 15 at the time.

I made his life a living hell back then. "I couldn't help it, you were the only friend who stuck around."

"I didn't really considered you as a friend." He blankly says back while reading something in his book. I pout and ignore what he said.