“Making my heart feel sore, cause it’s good…”

by sh0wbizz

Summary:

Drummer dates / hooks up with Bassist. Stereotypical band tropes. Dom always knew that there was no way this could’ve ever happened to him, Chris isn’t even his type. Unless…?

Notes:

hai everybody :3
i’ll update this as much as i possibly can
i just rlly need more muse fanfics
and my moot on tiktok said they needed more wolstendom
ermmm this is a slowwww burn
ALSOOOO THIS IS PRE-ABSOLUTION !! they were rlly cute then (sorry kelly u dont exist to me in this)

Chapter 1

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“And then she called me a wanker at the top of her lungs!” Matt said laughing uncontrollably, gripping at his sides, almost spilling his coffee all over the table. Dom just looks at him while sipping on his tea. They were currently hanging out together in a small cafe in London, which was a nice place to spend their Saturday morning.

“You are so sick.” He says and shakes his head. He always knew that Matt could never take anything seriously, so Dom was never worried whenever Matt told these stories about failed dates.

“But like, Dommie! I’m a rockstar!” Matt whines while running his hands through his short hair. “The girls are supposed to be lining up outside my trailer, just begging for my attention!” He points to the television, which is playing the MTV channel, and starts talking about how all award shows are “rigged” and “don’t know good music.”

As much as Dom and Matt have been best friends since high school, Dom still found him annoying. Don’t get him wrong, Dom loved him to death. However, the constant whining about being scared of not making it big was starting to annoy him. Just when Dom opened his mouth to say something to Matt, the bell that is attached to the door rings. Dom and Matt look up to see the third piece of their puzzle, Chris!

He entered wearing jeans and a leather jacket with a faded band tee underneath. The bassist looks around before his eyes settle on the guitarist and the drummer.

“Ay! If it isn’t Christopher Wolstenlate! Come over here!” Matt calls over to Chris. Chris chuckles, and Dom just shakes his head.

“Matt, you weren’t very descriptive in where you wanted me to meet you two. If Tom wasn’t this cafe’s top customer, I wouldn’t have come.” Matt just shrugs.

“Well, at least you’re here now.” Dom says. “Order something! Everything here is really good!”

Chris nods. “Dom, what did you get?”

“Just some Green tea.” Chris nods in consideration. “And Matt?”

Matt beams. “I got an espresso, and some biscuits.” Chris raises an eyebrow.

“Biscuits? Isn’t it…a little early for that?” Matt shrugs. Chris sighs, and orders a simple black coffee.

“Should we go back to the flat? It is walking distance.” Dom asks.

“I would like that.” Chris says before sipping on his coffee.

“I’d like that too!” Says Matt.

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As the three of them walk back to Matt and Dom’s flat, Chris looks around. He doesn’t live on this side of London, but it’s really nice. Dom notices this and looks at Chris.

“Ya know, if you wanna stay with us sometime…” Dom starts.

Chris smiles. *Huh. His smile is super charming.* Dom thinks.

“No, it’s okay. Tom is a really good roommate!”

“Well, my offer will always stand.” Dom says while smiling back at Chris.

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Chapter 2

Summary:

communication wasn’t key here for some…

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“Today is October 9th, 2002! It’s a crisp autumn morning. The high today will be 12 degrees, and the low will be 7! Have a great morning, and god bless the queen.”
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Dom walks into the kitchen / living room part of the apartment to see Matt…and Chris? What was he doing here so early?

“Hey Chris, what’s up?” Dom asks. Chris looks up at Dom. He gives him a quick once-over before waving.

“Ahh…Matt just wanted me to come over earlier today.” Matt also looks up at Dom.

“Oh yeah! We have a studio sesh today. I told you this!” Dom glares at him.

“No, you didn’t.”

“Oh.”

Dom sighs. “Let me put on some clothes.” He grumbles and walks to his room. As he’s walking, he thinks back to all the conversations he’s had with Matt in the last two weeks.

*What does he mean? Studio session? He’s never mentioned that at any point.* He rubs his face. *If I had known about this prior, I would’ve been able to figure out a new groove or something.*

Dom throws on some khakis, a sweater, and grabs his Docs. If he’s gonna start his day off by being pissed, he should at least have a nice outfit! He then hears a knock on the door.

”Who is it?”

”It’s Chris, are you done getting dressed?” Dom sighs.

”Yeah…I’m finished. You can come in.” The door slowly swings open, and Chris pops his head in. Dom hadn’t noticed this before, but Chris’ curls looked really nice today. Did he start using any products for them? Dom figured that he’d just ask him later. Wait, since when was Dom paying so much attention to his hair?

”Are you alright? You seemed really pissed when Matt talked about the studio session today.”

“I’m not mad, but it would’ve been nice to know! Like, has Matt even shown any interest in wanting to make another album so quickly? His voice must be so tired from all the performances of Plug in Baby, or Micro Cuts!” Chris puts his hand on Dom’s shoulder.

”Think about it this way. Studio sessions are also really nice ways for us to get our feelings out, ya know? Like how some people have those rage rooms.” Dom says nothing, and Chris sighs. “There’s more to this, isn’t there?”

Dom groans and sits on his bed. “Yes! I love Matt to death. He is my best friend! But lately, all he seems to care about is getting famous and getting laid. He was never like this before.”

Chris sits next to him. “Dom… I think we might just have to let this phase pass. There’s always a light at the end of the tunnel. We’ll hit it big someday, and Matt might finally be normal again!”

Dom looks over at Chris. “You think so?”

Chris nods.

“Okay! Then I won’t be completely pissed at him.”

”There ya go! Now let's head out before Matt gets pissy.” Chris says as he stands up.

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Notes:

am i ok
no my tummy hurt the whole time
also im sorry these chapters are short now, they’ll get longer i promise

Chapter 3

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“Okay you two, this demo is sounding really great! Chris, great on the bass as usual! Dom, you’re getting better and sounding more great every single day!” Matt says as he has his thumbs up.

It was a really really long day at the studio, and Dom could barely keep his eyes open. Even though they were extremely productive today, Dom wanted nothing more than to just go back to his flat and pass the hell out.

“Matt, are we able to head home now? I am seriously exhausted. Like, my brain can barely think of words.” Dom says as he rubs his eyes.

Matt pouts. “Dom…we just got into the groove! The groove….I’m gonna save that for later.” Matt starts muttering to himself as he writes in a notebook.

As Dom packs up, he looks around the studio, and his eyes drift over to the bassist. Before long, Dom realized that he had just been staring at Chris. But who could blame him? Chris stood at a solid 6’1, which was 6 inches taller than he was. His short curly hair always looked extremely nice, healthy too. Not to mention, Chris was quite attractive. He had one of the most charming smiles he had ever seen! Chris had — wait…why was Dom thinking about Chris this much? Sure, they were friends and all, but Dom had never thought about Matt in this light.

*I just have a lot of respect for him. That is simply all.* Dom thinks to himself as he packs up his things.

“Matt, I’m heading home.” Matt waves him off as he continues writing in the notebook, so Dom just leaves.
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Chris looks at the door as it swings shut. He was exhausted too, but not only does he live with Tom on the other side of town, it’s too late for the buses to run, and Tom is most likely asleep.

“Matt, could I crash with you guys tonight?” Chris asks as he hoists a backpack

Matt nods.

“Thanks man.” Chris walks out. As he’s walking, he sees Dom across the street. He was standing next to a streetlight, holding and puffing on a cigarette. His head was surrounded with smoke clouds. He threw his head back slightly and the light shone on him just right.

Chris always thought that Dom was quite the talented fellow, and it was nice. He would always give Chris his lighters, or give him life-changing advice. Dom was quite an amazing friend to both him and Matt, and Chris will always appreciate him.

“Dom!” Chris calls out to him from across the way. Dom looks up.

“Hey Chris. Why’d you come this way?” asks Dom. Chris looks both ways and crosses the road. (He’s a safe one!)

“Tom is asleep, and the buses don’t run this late. Matt said he didn’t mind if I crashed with you guys tonight, so it’s a good thing I ran into you!” Chris explains.

Dom laughs “Well, not to be mean, but you most likely would’ve run into me if you left less than ten minutes after me.” He drops the cig, crushes it under his boot, and starts heading back to his flat. Chris follows closely behind him. This part of the city was really beautiful. The architecture was amazing, and the greenery was arranged into beautiful and colorful patterns.

”Dom, if you don’t mind me asking, how much is your rent?” Dom looks back at Chris.

“Why, wanna help out?”

”Nah…it’s just really nice over here.” Dom nods.

After a few more minutes of walking, Dom and Chris end up at the front door. Dom yawns and rubs his eyes. He tries to unlock the door, but he ends up dropping the key.

Chris grabs the key off of the concrete step. “I got it for you.” He unlocks the door.

Dom enters and immediately flops onto the couch. “Chris…you can take my bed.”

“You sure? Because I can—” Dom snores loudly. Chris chuckles and covers Dom with a blanket. “Sleep tight dude.” And with that, Chris heads to Dom’s room, and he too falls asleep.

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Notes:

my everything hurts