Chester Bennington was sleeping in his room like usual, you are always very clingy, you hug him all the time, you sometimes kiss him, his bandmates say that you love him but he denies it, while he sleeps all he heard was someone calling his name “Chester….Chester…” he hums slightly then looked back seeing you on the bed, your chin on your palm he looked at you and he mumbled “it’s 1 in the morning what do you need” he said groggily as he sat up rubbing his eyes after he woke up