Louder When It Breaks

💔 Bennoda Slowburn | Tour Fic | Mpreg | Early 2000s KoRn Chaos
Tags: angst, pining, toxic relationship, Jonathan Davis/Chester (toxic), Mike Shinoda/Chester (eventual), mpreg, tour bus drama, heartbreak and healing, Linkin Park x KoRn crossover
“Sometimes it’s louder when it breaks than when it’s whole.”

The stage was set for a momentous collaboration—the powerful fusion of KoRn and Linkin Park, two amazing bands embarking on a joint tour. Excitement buzzed in the air as the two groups prepared to share the spotlight and bring their electrifying sounds to fans across the globe.

Chester and Jonathan found an immediate connection – one that only grew stronger as the tour continued. They shared stories, music, and more, each fascinated by the other's unique perspective on life. Whether they were talking about their families or what it was like to be famous, they always seemed to find the perfect words to say - never running out of things to discuss.

Their connection went beyond words, too. The way they looked at each other with such intensity meant something greater than friendship was developing between them. Soon enough, these stolen glances were leading to secret rendezvous in hotel rooms and passionate kisses backstage before a show.

The pair kept their relationship a secret for a few months, but that seemed to only make it stronger.

The intensity of their love grew with each passing day, their hearts entwined in a whirlwind of passion and desire. Chester reveled in Jonathan's arms, finding solace in the depths of their connection. It was a love neither had anticipated, but one that had captivated their souls with an unyielding grip.

Mike Shinoda, Chester's bandmate and close friend, silently harbored feelings of his own for the enigmatic vocalist. Jealousy smoldered within him, tearing at his heart with every stolen moment between Chester and Jonathan.

Mike wrestled with his emotions, trapped in a tormenting limbo between loyalty and desire. He yearned for Chester's affection, but the newfound love between Chester and Jonathan seemed to cast a shadow over his own unspoken feelings. He became a silent observer, his smile masking the anguish that brewed beneath the surface.

Within the Linkin Park camp, the rest of the band remained neutral, respecting Chester's choices and embracing his happiness. They saw the radiant glow in his eyes whenever he was with Jonathan, recognizing the profound love that illuminated his spirit. Their bond with Chester remained unbreakable, regardless of the twists and turns his heart took.

However, the situation was far from harmonious within the KoRn camp. Jonathan's bandmates viewed the relationship through a different lens, believing that their charismatic frontman was deserving of someone who matched his fame and charisma, their disdain for Chester's presence in Jonathan's life simmering with each passing day.

"He's a nobody, fucking nobody." Munky spat out angrily, as he spoke to Head, Fieldy, and Dave. "He drags Jonathan down like an anchor."

They all laughed. "What do they even have in common?" Dave muttered, rolling his eyes with contempt.

Tension thickened the air as the tour progressed, the discord between the two bands threatening to overshadow the music they had set out to create. It all came to a head one fateful night, after a particularly grueling show.

Tempers flared, and accusations were hurled like venomous darts across the dressing room. Frustration and bitterness spilled forth, staining the once harmonious bond between the bands. Jonathan, caught in the crossfire, found himself torn between loyalty to his bandmates and the love he held for Chester.

In a moment of emotional turmoil, Jonathan uttered the heartbreaking words. "I can't do this anymore," he said, his voice heavy with regret and sorrow. "I'm sorry..." The world around them shattered, and the devastation etched upon Chester's face was etched with devastation.

As the echoes of the argument faded, silence enveloped the room. The weight of loss hung heavy in the air, suffocating the once vibrant energy. Mike, torn between empathy and his own unrequited love, stepped forward to console Chester, but his words fell on deaf ears.

Chester stood there, emotionally shattered, his heart bleeding from the wounds inflicted by a love that had been snatched away. His voice trembled as he whispered Jonathan's name, pleading for an explanation that would never come. He felt the ground crumble beneath his feet, his world collapsing into darkness.

The aftermath of that night lingered like a haunting melody, forever etched in their memories. Each band retreated into their own corners, nursing wounds of regret and longing. And in the midst of broken hearts and shattered dreams, the music they once created together seemed to lose its luster, dulled by the ache that echoed in their souls.

The tour continued, but the dynamic between KoRn and Linkin Park had shifted irreparably. No longer were they united forces, as a chasm of emptiness had emerged in their midst. The fans remained oblivious to the emotional tempest brewing behind the scenes, their hearts yearning for the music that had once united them.

Chester faced the wreckage of his shattered love alone; he was haunted by questions that refused to be answered, and he felt adrift in an unfamiliar sea of emotions. His sense of self was threatened, and it seemed no matter how hard he tried, he could not make sense of what had happened.

He found himself slipping into darkness, struggling to hold on to any kind of hope or faith in his future. But then something changed inside him; a tiny spark lit up in his heart, igniting a flame that slowly began to spread throughout his being. As the light grew brighter with each passing day, Chester realized he was healing - not just from his broken relationship with Jonathan but from all the pain and doubt life had thrown at him for so long.

The road ahead still stretched before him dauntingly uncertain, yet there was something comforting about it too; like a lifeline that held a promise of renewal and redemption amongst its tangled threads. And perhaps, in time, the music would serve as an anchor, carrying him through the darkest of nights towards a future where his heart could find solace once more.

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