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(Anonymous)
Sep. 25th, 2010 01:31 pm (UTC)
Short (and faily) fill
Tommy crawls into the back of the cab, grateful to be finally past the bullshit and the paperwork. He's fucking tired and right now all he wants is a shower, and to crawl into bed; go to sleep so he can put his stupidity well behind him.

He texts Monte: idiot's finally here. C u 2m.

glad u made it, idiot. Get some sleep. "Thanks, Monte," Tommy mutters, but he smiles and scratches at the stubble on his jaw. It's good to be with family again.

His phone beeps again: not an idiot. Careless. Call isaac, he's freaking a little w/out u. Tommy snorts at that and rubs at his eyes, gritty-tired after a long day dealing with paperwork. Monte must've let Adam know that Tommy's here.

He should call Isaac; or text him or something, but they're nearly at the the hotel, and Tommy figures he knows exactly where to find him anyway.

Being in Adam's band has been a trip, no lie; and Tommy's loved every minute of it, but he also knows that it's weird being the new kid. It was him, last year, and Adam and Monte had kind of taken him under their wings (in very different ways; but the thing with Adam is behind them both with no regrets on either side, and Tommy knows that Adam's been doing more than just calling Drake once in awhile to see how he's doing) and now Tommy's kind of doing the same thing with Isaac.

Kind of. The thing with Isaac is ... weird. Surprising and sweet, but a little weird. It doesn't help that the others treat them like some kind of ... sideshow. Like whatever it is they have going on is purely for the entertainment of the rest of the troupe.

And they are kind of ridiculous he knows. But it's nice to just ... have someone. He doesn't get any further than that when the cab pulls up at the hotel. He pays the driver and stumbles his way up to his room, leaning heavily against the elevator wall as it rises, and rises. He closes his eyes, trying not to think about how high he is.

He gets to his room, finally, and fumbles with the stupid key card, until it opens from the inside. Tommy stands there, swaying for a moment, before letting Isaac pull him into the room; shutting the door behind him.

"You look terrible."

Tommy grins and drops his bags as Isaac winds his arms around his waist and rests his head on Tommy's shoulder. "Thanks," Tommy says, tightening his arms around Isaac's shoulder for a moment and oh god, it feels good to just be still.

Isaac tilts his head up and Tommy grins down at him; responding to the happy light in Isaac's eyes. He kisses him then; slow and soft; relishing the taste when Isaac's mouth opens under his and Tommy can just ... sink into it and lose himself.

Just for a little while.
(Anonymous)
Sep. 25th, 2010 01:42 pm (UTC)
Re: Adam & Neil, reality tv au
LEGIT NEED THIS IN MY FUCKING LIFE
xxvikixx
Sep. 25th, 2010 01:50 pm (UTC)
Re: Short (and faily) fill
LOL @ your fails :D

This was sweet. <3
(Anonymous)
Sep. 25th, 2010 01:53 pm (UTC)
Re: Short (and faily) fill
<-<

lol ty :D
sulwen
Sep. 25th, 2010 02:12 pm (UTC)
Re: Short (and faily) fill
Aww, I love this! Hits the spot for me, that's for sure.
jiinxx101
Sep. 25th, 2010 02:35 pm (UTC)
Re: Erase and Replace
I love it! :) Did you name it after the Cinema Bizarre song, by any chance?
(Anonymous)
Sep. 25th, 2010 02:37 pm (UTC)
Bradam or Adam/Drake or Adam/Tommy
Brad/Drake/Tommy getting finger-fucked while sitting on Adam's lap in a packed club.
i_bleed_magenta
Sep. 25th, 2010 02:46 pm (UTC)
Re: Short (and faily) fill
cuuuuuuuute <3
valress
Sep. 25th, 2010 04:32 pm (UTC)
Re: Erase and Replace
I did!! LOL was listening to it while writing
(Anonymous)
Sep. 25th, 2010 04:40 pm (UTC)
girl!Adam/Tommy
Tommy fucks Adam. Being the toppy lady she is, Adam sweet/dirty talks Tommy through the whole fuck, telling him what to do and how good he is. Bonus if Adam can't resist marking her boy up while he pounds her.
(Anonymous)
Sep. 25th, 2010 09:15 pm (UTC)
Isaac, Adam/Tommy
Isaac stumbles on Adam and Tommy having sex and the boys give him a show. No threesome, please.
isolde13
Sep. 25th, 2010 10:19 pm (UTC)
Re: Come On, Kick the Bass(3)
Anytime,bb. Anytime. I completely mean that
valress
Sep. 25th, 2010 10:39 pm (UTC)
Re: Come On, Kick the Bass(3)
TY very much
pjd65
Sep. 25th, 2010 11:52 pm (UTC)
Re: FILL: Adam Lambert & the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day, 8/8
What a fun story! Thank you :) I'm sitting here with a horrible cold and this made me laugh out loud.
isolde13
Sep. 26th, 2010 12:24 am (UTC)
Re: Filled: Asunder Part 6
Thank you guys for the positive comments. I know this is a hard story and I do appreciate it.

~~~~~~

He hears Adam and Monte talking, murmurs that are low and indistinct. Seconds later there's a cool washcloth pressed against his forehead. Adam runs it across his cheeks, wiping at his mouth.

It feels like blessed heaven against his skin.

"Give me a couple minutes alone with him, huh, Monte?"

"Yeah, sure. I'll be right outside, ok?"

"Yeah, thanks."

Tommy hears the door shut, feels when Adam's attention shifts back to him.

"Tommy . . ."

Adam's voice is so gentle, so soft, and that hurts. Somehow that hurts too. He doesn't want that. Doesn't deserve it.

He begins to speak, still crying, his voice coming out in shuddering, gasping breaths. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Adam. I'm sorry."

"Don't say that, honey. You have nothing to be sorry for. Nothing."

Tommy shakes his head and grabs a hold of Adam's shirt, twists it in his hand. He can see his own knuckles, bruised and cracked. "My fault. I went with him. He said he had a nice car . . . I went out there to see. I was flirting . . . I was playing . . . I made him think . . ."

Word vomit. He can't stop himself from talking, spewing out his fault in this, his blame.

This is why he hadn't wanted to see Adam. He's never been able to keep anything from Adam.

Adam shushes him, cradles him close. Tommy allows himself to be drawn into his warmth, allowing himself that small comfort.

"So stupid . . . so fucking stupid. My fault . . ."

"Don't. Don't say that. Not your fault, Tommy. None of this is your fault."

Adam's voice sounds funny, odd and thick. Tommy looks up, sees that Adam's eyes are red, tears sliding down his cheeks.

Tommy whispers, "Don't cry."

Adam gives a small laugh, forced and choppy. "Oh, honey. God, honey."

Tommy drops his head against Adam's chest. Seeking that warmth. Seeking that comfort. He doesn't deserve it, all of this his own fault, but he wants it anyway. So selfish, he wants it anyway.

"Tommy, I need to ask you something."

He tries to snuggle in further. He wants to hide. He wants to bore into Adam, push inside of him and hide from what he knows has to be coming.

"No . . . no . . ."

"Did this guy . . . did he . . . touch you?"

Adam's having problems with the words, as if he can't figure out how to string them together. Tommy shakes his head, grabs hold of Adam's shirt. Twists it. Needs to make him stop. Needs to make Adam stop.

"Did he . . . was it . . ." He pauses, voice thicker now. "Jesus, Tommy, I don't know how to ask this. I don't want to ask this, but . . ."

"Don't . . . no . . ."

Adam's voice breaks. "Oh god, he did, didn't he? He hurt you that way, didn't he?"

Tommy won't answer. Can't answer.

No voice.

No more.

He won't answer, but it won't matter. It won't matter because Monte's in the room again. Monte's whispering to Adam.

Adam's whispering back.

And now they're lifting him, holding him between them. Walking him outside.



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