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xxvikixx
Oct. 25th, 2010 08:04 am (UTC)
Re: If You Broke, 2/??
OMGGGG need moar now!!

Love this so much already!
janesgravity
Oct. 25th, 2010 08:19 am (UTC)
Anon, please to be getting out of my head. Do want.
(Anonymous)
Oct. 25th, 2010 08:31 am (UTC)
If You Broke, 3/??
Adam shakes his head, and after thinking about it for a minute Neil comes to the conclusion it was a really stupid question, asking someone who's already depressed if they want a downer. Adam smiles at him. "Thanks, though." He hugs back, and if the smile—well-acted, but Neil's spent a cumulative sixteen years living with his brother and he knows a fake smile when he sees one—hadn't cued Neil in that hug would have, tight and encompassing but also clingy in a way Adam is not. Neil refuses to let go right away (and yeah, there are those disbelieving fangirls, he thinks, and this time it's almost enough to make him smile), instead stroking Adam's hair and trying to at least get a real smile out of him before he goes, instead of that flickering, I-won't-quite-look-in-your-eyes parody of one. He can smell Adam's cologne still on his neck—shit, he hasn't even showered yet?—and something about the brown-sugar-and-chocolate scent gives Neil another of those momentary flickers of memory. Don't go down the stairs! he thinks, in a child's desperate kind of voice, and then it fades.

Finally Adam starts squirming, and Neil lets go. "I'm sorry I woke you up."

"Woke me—fucking hell, Adam, you come in here talking about getting sliced open by flying glass and you're sorry you woke me up?"

Adam blushes easily when he's not wearing makeup, and the pink that blooms on his face is deep enough to cover both his cheeks and spread right across his nose. Neil's pretty sure Adam developed his resistance to embarrassment simply because that redhead's blush was far worse than anything that could cause it. "I know you've got to be up early."

"'I know you've got to be up early'," Neil mimics, wrinkling his nose and going not quite into falsetto to do it. "Jesus, Adam, if anybody on this tour can break my door down at two-thirty and walk away alive it's you. Don't give me that shit. That's what I'm fucking here for."

"Thanks." The smile is better this time, but Neil still catches the falseness at one corner of it as Adam gets up. "I should get going and let you—"

Neil has roughly half a second to imagine what would happen if Adam got up onstage this way, wrecked in a way booze and shit could never manage, and another half a second to run through his options. Adam won't stay the night, Neil's phone is dead and so there's no way to keep him around for five minutes to show him some new music video and make him think about something else, alcohol's just as out of the question as pot, they both love writing but it's a pretty solitary activity, and that's about it for tapping Adam's portable hobbies—

Except there was this one time at Burning Man when they were both drunk off their asses and high to boot, Adam on pot and Neil on mescaline, waiting to see if he could actually force himself into the state Adam lives his entire life in, this one time when a couple of Adam's friends were egging them on and they both said "what the hell" for half a dozen pictures far less embarrassing than Neil in Adam's clothes but far more incriminating, pictures Adam has told Neil both photographers involved have solemnly sworn to never, ever, ever release to anyone but Adam and Neil themselves, this one time when Neil spent a glorious two hours living in Adam's world and watching someone's guitar play colours, and as he thinks it Neil reaches out and grabs Adam's belt from behind and yanks.

This time they're not high or drunk or mostly-naked, and when Neil drapes his arms fast over Adam's shoulders and presses his lips to Adam's there's only a single moment of protest, Adam jumping in surprise before melting backward against Neil's chest. Neil has no idea if there's any kind of cross-connection, no idea if the drug-induced synaesthesia he experienced then is anything like what Adam normally gets, but even if it's not the way Adam's relaxing against him can't be anything but a good thing.

Adam pulls his legs up onto the bed when Neil doesn't make any move to pull away, and when the tip of Adam's tongue flickers shyly at the corner of Neil's lips he opens his mouth willingly; nobody's here to see them and it's working, and both of those things aside Adam wasn't lying when he said he's a pretty good kisser.
etharei
Oct. 25th, 2010 08:41 am (UTC)
Re: If You Broke, 3/??
OMMMMGGGG I LOVE YOU SO MUCH, NONNY WHO IS NOT A NONNY. I KNOW WHO YOU ARRRE AND I LOVE YOU. SORRY I'M DRUNK BUT IT SEEMS ODDLY FITTING FOR THIS FIC. SO AWESOME. WANNA ROLLLLL AROUND IN IT. UNF BUT IN A VERY LOVINGLY WAY, LIKE BABOONS OR SOMETHING. PLUS IT'S HOT.
thezerbitz
Oct. 25th, 2010 08:48 am (UTC)
Re: If You Broke, 3/??
This comment made me lol so hard my RA was called to quiet me down! ilu sfm!

for the fic- Anon who's not an anon, you know I love this so much already ^_^
(Anonymous)
Oct. 25th, 2010 08:49 am (UTC)
Re: If You Broke, 3/??
I, too, am snickering loudly into my pillow and trying to not wake my roommate.

~~That Anon, You Know The One
xxvikixx
Oct. 25th, 2010 09:02 am (UTC)
Re: If You Broke, 3/??
*______________________________________*
2db1234
Oct. 25th, 2010 10:06 am (UTC)
Re: If You Broke, 3/??
Ok, this is great. I loved the 'brother interaction' throughout, and at the end when it got a little '?' you pulled it off, I never got any ewww feeling. :) But what I really loved were the descriptions. The feeling of water, the sound of Neils voice, the way the guitar plays colors. These were wonderful!!!
(Anonymous)
Oct. 25th, 2010 10:49 am (UTC)
If You Broke, 4/??
Then his tongue flicks into Neil's mouth and that shard of memory clicks into place, it was his tooth, his front fucking tooth, when Neil was four and their mum left Adam in charge for ten minutes while she ran out to the car to bring in the groceries and Neil picked that exact moment to try going down the stairs with nobody holding his hand, and when Adam picked him up at the bottom his tooth was on the hardwood in front of him and Neil remembers screaming because there was blood in his mouth and he was sure he was dying. Adam—missing a front tooth of his own at the time—was the one who picked up Neil's tooth and made him press a napkin against the gap where it had been, pointing out the hole in his own teeth and breathing status as proof that Neil wasn't about to keel over where he sat, telling Neil with complete and total solemnity that he should put his tooth under his pillow for the Tooth Fairy (a being Neil's pretty sure Adam never actually stopped believing in, sort of the way he thinks Adam would still believe in Santa Claus if they'd grown up with Christmas instead of Chanukkah), and he smelled sugar and chocolate because they were making cookies, using up the last of the old eggs and brown sugar to make room for the new, cookies Neil couldn't eat until Adam broke one in half and told him it was okay to open your mouth extra-wide to bite when you had a tooth missing, and how the fuck could he have forgotten about that, about the first time he actually remembers Adam taking care of him? He's always remembered later that night when he was too scared to sleep alone because some strange thing with wings was going to come into his room and go rifling around in his bed, he's always remembered fleeing across the room to Adam's bed to curl up and bury his head in Adam's neck, breathing deep the smells of nighttime snack and big-boy soap instead of baby shampoo, but somehow he forgot how fucking young he must have been for his own hair to still smell like baby shampoo and that he wasn't even in school yet when his first tooth came out.

He remembers all that while he's the one holding Adam from behind instead of the other way around, while the smells are cologne and whiskey instead of soap and milk, when the part of Adam against Neil's teeth is his tongue instead of a pudgy, dough-smudged finger covered in coffee grounds, family recipe for anything that won't stop bleeding, and when Adam breaks away for air Neil has a moment to think that memory is its own kind of synaesthesia.

"Neil . . . ?" Adam looks confused, and Neil puts a finger against his lips. Shh.

Neil lets his hand fall, and Adam looks down at his own hands before his eyes flicker back up to Neil's face, asking a wordless question. Neil tries to stay neutral, and when Adam leans forward to kiss him again, shy as a boy on his first date—or even shyer, Neil thinks, Adam acts like he's gonna get slapped—Neil kisses back.

Adam waits until he's sure Neil is invested, not just pecking him back because that's what you're supposed to do when someone kisses you, and then he leans in and slides his arms around Neil's waist and kisses him, one hand sliding under Neil's shirt and the other one eventually drifting up into his hair while Neil kisses back and thinks about one blissful week he spent with Adam when he was sixteen and everything at home was going to hell, a week when he was specifically told he wasn't allowed to think about everything going wrong in San Diego, when Adam somehow managed to wrangle a week where he was only working two days and took Neil out with his friends and made him part of a group that had nothing to do with home, and then sat with him, held him, stroked his hair while Neil bawled into his shoulder, and Neil can only imagine now what it must have felt like for Adam then, because nothing Neil says or does vocally is ever exactly quiet.

He thinks about that week and puts it into now, a thank-you nine years late that he doesn't remember having ever actually given, and when he follows Adam's lead and slides his hand under the hem of his brother's shirt Adam shivers all over.
xxvikixx
Oct. 25th, 2010 10:53 am (UTC)
Re: If You Broke, 4/??
FUCKKKKKKKK.
etharei
Oct. 25th, 2010 11:00 am (UTC)
Re: If You Broke, 3/??
I AM ENTERTAINED BY MY OWN DRUNKENNESS, NGL :DDDDDD ILU TOO!
(Anonymous)
Oct. 25th, 2010 11:09 am (UTC)
Re: If You Broke, 4/??
Are you a good FUCKKKKKKKK, or a bad FUCKKKKKKKK~~?
the_minx_17
Oct. 25th, 2010 11:09 am (UTC)
Re: Adam/Tommy. D/s
I'm writing it. It's my escape from by Lambliff Big Bang fic. :D
2db1234
Oct. 25th, 2010 11:11 am (UTC)
Re: If You Broke, 4/??
... I really don't know how you are doing this. But I love the reverse caregiver role. It's all sooo good.
etharei
Oct. 25th, 2010 11:11 am (UTC)
Re: If You Broke, 4/??
UNF SO HARD THERE IS NOT ENOUGH UNF IN THE WORRRLD. I DIDN'T EXPECT THIS TO BE HOT, MORE LIKE INTIMATE SIBLING LUH, BUT IT TOTALLY IS, I THINK IT WAS INCLUDING THE MEMORIES THAT DID IT. OMMMGGG ADAM BEING BIG BROTHER AND ALL LOVING AND YES THIS IS TOTALLY GIVING ME FLASHBACKS OF DEAN WINCHESTER WITH SAM. LIKE I DON'T EVEN FIND NEIL SEXUALLY ATTRACTIVE BUT THE RELATIONSHIP AND TENSION HERE IS LIKE AN APHRODISIAC OR... SOMETHING. ALSO I LOVE ROLE REVERSALS, AND YOU MADE IT CLEAR HERE WITH NEIL TAKING CARE OF ADAM FOR ONCE. I THINK I JUST SHOVED COLOGNE UP MY NOSE. THANK YOU NONNY FOR BRINGING THIS TO MY LIIIIFE.
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