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Sorry for the typos, I typed this up quickly from a notebook.
About twenty minutes into the drive, Raab’s car sped up, Gas holding up a sign to the window that said “Eat our exhaust”. April sighed as Phil shrugged apologetically from the other car.
“Oh it’s on!” Bam yelled, grabbing a permanent marker from the inside of Ville’s Jack the Skeleton jacket (he was wearing it) and reached over the seat. “Ape! You got any paper?”
“No, honey, ask Ville.” Ville grinned as he handed over an empty notebook to Bam. Bam scrawled a short message that had words you probably shouldn’t hold up anywhere, let alone a highway and gave it to Dunn to hold up to the window.
Everyone got so caught up in the war of messages it took April’s gasp of surprise to draw their attention to the other side of the car. A white sand beach was there, along with sparkling clear water. “Oh, it’s so *pretty*!” April gushed, making Bam roll his eyes. Nobody else seemed to mind, though, as they were all awestruck at the sight.
“BEACH!” Burton yelled, breaking the silence rather loudly. “I’ve never been to one!”
“You’ve never been to a beach?” Dunn and Bam said at the same time with mirror expressions of each other, sending Ville into a giggling fit.
“No! I live in Finland, remember?” By this time they had pulled up to a huge beach-house, sitting almost directly on the sand. Burton was in such a hurry to go touch the sand, he worked himself into a tizzy and tried climbing over the seat, and ended up falling into Lily’s lap. He looked up sheepishly and the only response he got was Lily’s suppressed grin and Ville’s raised eyebrow. Lily pushed him out of the car and he didn’t seem to mind, he merely got up and happily ran over to the warm white sand. Dunn immediately went looking for Dico and Raab, probably planning to cook up some kind of prank, leaving Lily, Ville and Bam leaning against the car. Mige had gone to scout out a room for himself.
“Well, we’re here.” Ville announced, leaning against Bam slightly. His hand slipping in the back of Bam’s baggy pants, resting lightly on his ass.
“We are.” Bam replied, looking around the grounds. “You realize I rented the place out?”
“What, the house?”
“No. The island.” Ville’s mouth dropped open. Neither noticed Lily had wondered off towards Burton, smirking to himself.
“You rented the entire island out for two weeks, sweetheart?”
“Well, half the island at least. There is a town on the other side where we can buy food and do shit. Besides, I wanted to be able to make you scream as loud as I wanted without having to worry about...other people hearing.” Bam murmured in Ville’s, grinning at his reaction. “Now c’mon, we have to go find ourselves a room. We don’t want to be stuck right next to Vito or anything.”
Mige looked out into the ocean, feeling happy that he had come on this trip. Burton was sitting right next to him, leaning against Linde’s leg.
“I’m happy we came.” He said simply. Originally, he had been doubtful, knowing that Ville would be with Bam almost constantly. Most of the time he didn’t mind, but he and Ville seemed so close when Bam wasn’t around, but when he was around, Mige was totally out of the picture. Lily pointed out the behavior that made him constantly smirk around the two and Mige softened. He realized how hard it most be to love someone who lived in another country. He glanced over at Burton and Lily and felt jealousy, even though the two had never *said* they were together...
“Me too.” Burton answered, sighed as he ran his fingers threw the warm sand. He closed his eyes for a moment, he was tired from the plane ride and his internal system was messed up from changing time zones. They both looked at Linde, expecting an answer. He shrugged.
“I’m glad too!” He said as if defending himself. “I was just thinking how weird it’s going to be living in a complete zoo for two weeks...”
Raab ran down the hall, screaming almost incoherently and waving Bob (his rubber duck) in the air. He almost ran into Dico and Gas, who were deep into a conversation about different types of smoke bombs.
“Woah. Raab.” Gas put his hands on Raab’s shoulders. “Calm down.” Raab squirmed.
“Lemme go! I have to go find my room!” Gas released his grip and wondered off to go find his cowboy hat.
“Last one to the right upstairs is mine!” He called over his shoulder.
“Raab! Me and you gotta share a room, there aren’t enough for everyone to have one!” Bran yelled, pointing to a room on the left side of the hall right next to the bathroom. Raab skidded into it and found his stuff already scattered out across the floor. He bounced on the bed and looked around. It was a fairly large room, painted a dull green and decorated with starfishes. Typical beach house fashion. On the bottom floor of the house there was a kitchen, large living room, and two bedrooms. It was generally decided that the adults would sleep on the bottom floor and everyone else would share rooms upstairs. There were seven rooms on the second floor, three on each side of the hall and then one smaller one at the end of the hall.
Raab laid down on the bed and pulled his remote control out of his backpack. He pointed it at the medium-sized TV. He meshed the bottoms down but the TV stayed black.
“Why isn’t it working?” He whined. He threw the remote against the wall and the little battery cover fell off but no batteries. “Oh. That’s why I couldn’t get it to work at Bam’s house..”
Ville sighed happily as he threw himself on the bed. Bam was on the other side of their new room, going through Ville’s huge bag of crap he probably wouldn’t need in his whole lifetime, let alone on a vacation.
“Five tubes of eyeliner. Jesus, Vil’, how much of this shit do you use?” Ville shrugged and grinned at his boyfriend. Bam sighed and stuck his hand in the bag again and felt something fuzzy and soft. He pulled it out and discovered it was a beanie baby, one shaped like a little cocker spaniel puppy. “What the *hell*?!”
Ville looked up and started laughing. “Mige!”
“Eh?”
“Mige and I...” He started, still laughing. “We had this war going on for a couple of months now. At a show some girl threw it onstage to me, and Mige thought it was cute. I put it in his hotel bed that night and when I woke up it was in my bathroom sink. I put it in his suitcase and he put it rolled up in my spongebob underwear in my pack...it’s been a war.” Bam threw the dog to the ground as Ville stretched, his shirt riding up to reveal pale skin. Bam went over to Ville and fell on top of him, kissing his face.
“Sounds like...fun.” He said between kisses. Ville, slightly surprised but still responsive, ran his hands over Bam’s torso.
“Mmm...I can think of something more fun..” He murmured, his hands sliding under Bam’s shirt.
“I missed you so much when you went on tour..”
“I know, love, I know.” Ville closed his eyes and savored the feeling of being so close to the man he loved so much and thought about every day.
Bam moved them both up on the bed so that Ville’s head was resting on the pillows. He pulled the Finn’s wrists above his head, finally kissing him hard on the lips.
Ville made a soft noise in the back of his throat. “Bam..” He whispered. “Why me? You could have anyone in the damn world..”
“You’re the only one I want.”
“You know, that’s very touching and all, but do you mind closing the goddamn door before you decide to fuck?” A smug voice interrupted them. Both looked up and blushed as they saw Rake leaning against the doorframe. Dunn and DiCo were walking past and did a double take when they saw the scene in the bedroom.
Bam got up and glared at the small crowd.
“I wouldn’t want April or anyone to walk past and see you two doing it 2 seconds after we got off the plane..” Rake continued, sounding amused. DiCo was noting this in his mind for future blackmail use. Bam shut the door in their faces.
“Don’t ask don’t tell, Rake.” Bam yelled.
“I’d be quiet if I were you...your parents are right under you...” Rake called through the closed door. “...and I hear this house has thin walls.”
I promise next chapter they will actually go out and *do* something instead of just standing around having pointless conversations!