Author's Note (Monster): Hello, our lovelies. I'm a total mess this week. I'm busy af and my anxiety is all the way up to the ceiling. Anyway, with the lockdown shoving me together with my family, I haven't been able to write the smut chapter for this fic yet, which will be a major problem soon. I managed to stretch the chapters to 25 in total for my personal preference and funny enough, they're not filler chapters. They actually contribute to the story! I've finished this story until chapter 22 which is a lot more than before. There's... a lot to come and some may not like the direction this story is gonna head in, but I like it. I like dropping bombs in these fics, anyone who has read a fic of mine can verify that. I hope I wrote a coherent paragraph despite how tired I am, enjoy!
Previously on Savage;
Danny and Johnny spent time together at the zoo, one of Danny's favourite places in the world.
Danny's POV
It has been ages since I was surrounded by so many scents. I felt a sensory overload creep up on me from the stimulation. I could smell a mated Alpha, a mated Omega, a single Alpha, single Omega, a widowed Omega… There were all sorts of people present. We were trained to block out irrelevant scents but I had been alone for so long that it hit me by surprise when I entered the crowd. I closed my eyes, breathed in deep through my mouth and raised my chin when I picked up on a specific odour. My Alpha.
I blushed when the thought crossed my mind, but I very much placed his scent as something that belonged to me. It is a possessive side of us that appears when we're falling for someone. I smiled and turned my head to look at Johnny. I found him staring back at me. "Are you okay?"
I nodded. "More than okay."
Johnny took my hand into his own and pulled me along into the mass. I was surprised to know he wanted to take me to a concert. I had never heard him speak of any artist, band or genre he preferred. He didn't strike me as a musical person and yet, he was.
He'd shared with me he knew how to play the guitar and the kind of music he liked. It was along the lines of what I liked as well.
"It's funny you wanted to take me to see Royal Blood out of all bands", I said.
Johnny's eyes were on me. "Yeah?"
"Yeah", I yelled above the background noise of the crowd now that we were heading to the front. "There's a story attached to it, but I'll share it with you later."
By the time we stopped walking, we stood on the third row from the stage and the opening act was starting. It was some local band that maybe two or three people in the room had heard of before. There wasn't much movement in the crowd, not many people singing along. There was still room between people. If there was anything I knew about concerts, it was that as soon as the main act came on stage, the room between everyone would be kept to a minimum. Like everyone was trying to squeeze themselves closer to the stage.
The opening act wasn't bad. They were pretty good, though their music was an odd mixture. The instrumentals screamed "metal!" but the voices said "boybaaand!".
They played a good 45 minutes before leaving the stage and the lights went back on. It was warm where we stood and I was starting to feel a bit uncomfortable about the random arms, shoulders and elbows pressed against me. I tugged Johnny's arm. "I'm gonna go get some fresh air."
Johnny nodded but stayed. I understood. We wouldn't want to lose our perfect spot so close to the stage anyway. I swam through the crowd until I reached the back where the bar and the merchandise stands were, with an arrow pointing the direction of the bathroom. Pointing the other way, was an arrow to the smoking corner.
I confidently strode over there but when I saw the open door with the alley in sight, I slowed down and became more hesitant to go over there. My mind spun and took the room with it, shifting into a very similar setting and somehow it was different.
The music was loud and a bassline was thrumming in my head. I was younger, happier. I was on top of the world, hopping outside to catch some fresh air in the solitude of my own vibrant soul.
I stared at the door to the alley as it shifted into the mouth of a monster, trying to swallow me whole. The room looked distorted. There was a hand on my shoulder and I gasped, the fight or flight response kicking in when I spun around and punched my attacker.
"Jesus fuck!" Johnny exclaimed, doubling over in pain. The former scenery dissolved back into the hallway to the smoking corner and I kneeled. "Oh my God, Johnny, I'm so sorry. I thought you were someone else."
"I'm glad you wanted to punch someone else then", Johnny scoffed, followed by a smile. "It's okay. I'm okay."
"I'm sorry", I murmured, helping him up. He rubbed the spot under his ribs I punched and shrugged. "I shouldn't have snuck up on you."
"Why'd you follow me anyway?" I asked.
Johnny held out his other hand, offering me a drink. "I got you some water. Since you probably went to get fresh air because of the heat inside."
I took the drink and gazed up at him. He continued to surprise me with his kindness and soft demeanour. "Thanks."
We stood there, looking at each other and I could see him lean in. He was gonna kiss me, I thought, but he didn't. Johnny looked past me. "Do you still wanna get some fresh air?"
"Huh? Oh. Yeah. Yeah, I do", I muttered, embarrassed I'd been so lost in the possibility of a kiss. We walked the small distance and the fresh air felt amazing on my warm skin. It cooled me down. I didn't even know I'd been feeling that overheated. Johnny leaned against the wall. There were no other people in the smoking corner.
"You were going to share the story of Royal Blood with me", Johnny mentioned to break the silence.
I hummed in response. "Right. Well, it's really not much of a story as it is a fond memory of mine. When I was r-…", I paused and blinked slowly, trying not to trigger myself again. "When I was assaulted", I carefully brought out, "I lost my ability to smile, laugh and be genuinely happy. I didn't feel joy in anything I did."
Johnny reached out to hold my hand and I took a step closer, standing nearly between his legs. "My brothers were Royal Blood fans and decided to take me to a concert. Just to get me out of the house. I'd been locking myself up in my apartment a lot. Honestly that concert was the first time I truly felt happy again since it happened. It was a great night with my brothers. I needed that night."
"That does sound like a good memory", Johnny responded. He pulled me in a little, closing the distance between us. I could feel his warmth and I could smell him better than ever. I looked away. "You keep saying and doing exactly what I've needed all my life. Where have you been hiding?"
Johnny shrugged. "In my house on the hill."
He rubbed his thumb on the back of my hand. I stared into his eyes, falling into him and drowning. I wanted him to kiss me. I wanted him to pull me in even closer. I wanted that intimacy right now. I wanted to tell him to kiss me.
The sound of drums snapped us both out of it. I took a step back and Johnny pushed himself off the wall, guiding me back inside to see the main act. I was disappointed he didn't kiss me. We pushed through the crowd back to a similar position as before. Johnny pulled me forward to stand in front of him as he could look over my head. Omegas were always built shorter. I leaned back against him. He wrapped his arms around my waist and it sparked the hope of maybe getting a kiss at the end of the night.
Royal Blood was good. It sent me down to the memories of me and my brothers when I heard songs we used to sing along to. It made me happy again, just like before. I wanted to share that happiness with Johnny, make him feel what I felt, but the smile on his face when he looked at me, told me I was already sharing my happiness with him.
We enjoyed ourselves for the rest of the show and left the building with a happy buzz, still feeling the vibe off the concert. "That was as fun as I remember."
"Well, it was my first time hearing them live. It was good", Johnny agreed. I pulled him along, walking our way back into the city. We'd been fortunate enough to have the concert hall close to our homes.
The streets were empty, it was dark outside and for the first time in my life, I wasn't scared of who may roam the streets at this time. Johnny was there to protect me.
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Before anyone goes BuT MonStER at me, I know there's gonna be a time continuation error. I found an interview where Danny said he'd like to see Royal Blood live so I jumped on it, buuut Royal Blood was founded in 2013 so it's chronologically impossible for Danny to have gone to see Royal Blood after the incident (since it took place in 2009, spoiler). Unless it took him 4 years to be happy again for the first time. Guess it could've been that way but I don't see our savage boi brooding for 4 years.
I refer to Omega Danny's assault as "the incident" a lot because I literally can't bear to write "rape". I know I used that word in old fics, but writing changes, definitely in the 6-7 years I've been doing it.
