Fiction~ Run pt. 4
These are just lead ups....sorry. Smut and angust soon!
"Fuck Ville it's about goddamn time you get on the goddamn....uh...Hi"
Bam stopped and looked at the man before him. Very large, Very hairy, looked like he might break Bam. Yelp, thats never a good thing.
"Oh Bammie, this is Midge. Midge...Bam." Ville said as he turned his attention to a skinny man with long blonde dreadlocks.
Bam moved himself to where he was halfways behind Ville, just incase this large man didn't like him for some odd reason. Not like Ville was much protection, but still. The man's brown eyes swept over his body, as if checking him for bombs, then when he was sure Bam wasn't going to blow them away, he stuck out his long arm.
"Hey! Names Midge."
Bam shyly raised his arm and took the larger man's hand, shaking it quicky before letting it go.
"Yes Bammie will be staying with us, won't you love?" Ville said quickly, turning back around to face him.
"Ummmm...I guess so." Bam said softly. The larger man reminded Bam of the man that he had met in the bar. The man that had over powered him....that had....
"Of course you are silly!" Ville said cheerfuly. "Now love, you'll be sharing a room with me, I hope you don't mind.."
Bam's mind was wondering in and out of the present time, so he just shook his head, not really knowing what he was agreeing to, not really caring either.
The 3 men carried for what seemed like hours before Ville took Bam by the hand and led him to the room number written on the blue and yellow ticket.
"Here we are Bammie!" He said rather happily, running out to the middle of the room to spin around in circles."Isn't it nice?"
"Mmmm hummm." Bam mumbled. He had already found the mini-bar and was ready and willing to drink everything in it.
Ville ran to the window to look out, and turned back to Bam.
"We will only be on here for a couple of hours, just enough time to sleep. Or.."
He smiled gently, though Bam didn't see it. "Do other things."
"Yelp." Bam agreed, once again not really caring what the Finnish angel had said. All he knew is he had some Vodka, and he was about to down it all.
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Is this boring?
"Fuck Ville it's about goddamn time you get on the goddamn....uh...Hi"
Bam stopped and looked at the man before him. Very large, Very hairy, looked like he might break Bam. Yelp, thats never a good thing.
"Oh Bammie, this is Midge. Midge...Bam." Ville said as he turned his attention to a skinny man with long blonde dreadlocks.
Bam moved himself to where he was halfways behind Ville, just incase this large man didn't like him for some odd reason. Not like Ville was much protection, but still. The man's brown eyes swept over his body, as if checking him for bombs, then when he was sure Bam wasn't going to blow them away, he stuck out his long arm.
"Hey! Names Midge."
Bam shyly raised his arm and took the larger man's hand, shaking it quicky before letting it go.
"Yes Bammie will be staying with us, won't you love?" Ville said quickly, turning back around to face him.
"Ummmm...I guess so." Bam said softly. The larger man reminded Bam of the man that he had met in the bar. The man that had over powered him....that had....
"Of course you are silly!" Ville said cheerfuly. "Now love, you'll be sharing a room with me, I hope you don't mind.."
Bam's mind was wondering in and out of the present time, so he just shook his head, not really knowing what he was agreeing to, not really caring either.
The 3 men carried for what seemed like hours before Ville took Bam by the hand and led him to the room number written on the blue and yellow ticket.
"Here we are Bammie!" He said rather happily, running out to the middle of the room to spin around in circles."Isn't it nice?"
"Mmmm hummm." Bam mumbled. He had already found the mini-bar and was ready and willing to drink everything in it.
Ville ran to the window to look out, and turned back to Bam.
"We will only be on here for a couple of hours, just enough time to sleep. Or.."
He smiled gently, though Bam didn't see it. "Do other things."
"Yelp." Bam agreed, once again not really caring what the Finnish angel had said. All he knew is he had some Vodka, and he was about to down it all.
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Is this boring?