The Great Adam/Michael extravaganza!
Today it’s Adam/Michael day on this journal.
Get all your Adam/Michael drabbles here - kid!fic, pet!fic, kink or fluff. Just prompt the Adam/Michael you want and you’ll get it.
Because baby I ship them and I’m not ashamed.
Adam is bored. Researching shouldn’t be as dull as it is but they’re getting nowhere and he’s been head deep in books for hours. Sam has the laptop which means he can surreptitiously look at other websites while doing his research but Adam is stuck going over the same boring books till the words blur together. He thought he was good at research but apparently even he might need a break once in a while.
“Yes.” He gasped, setting the book down. Evenings out with Balthazar are always enlightening. Across the table Michael sets down his own books, one eyebrow raised but Balthazar has Adam spirited away before he can say anything.
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The angel and Adam stumble in at some time after two. Balthazar is singing some old drinking song in Italian and Adam fumbles along with the chorus. He expects maybe Dean to be waiting up for them because Dean doesn’t like anyone having fun if it’s not him but he doesn’t expect Michael waiting in the living room. Balthazar seems to sober up in a second.
“Oh dear. Must fly!” He says, giving Adam and wink and then he’s vanished and Adam topples over into Michael’s waiting arms.
“I didn’t know you and Balthazar had grown so close.” Michael says, pushing a hand through Adam’s hair and taking in his dishevelled state, his open collar with the buttons missing, the lipstick smeared across his mouth and cheek which had been from where he and Balthazar had decided they liked the strippers make up a lot more than her act. Balthazar said the cherry red had suited him.
“Yeah, he’s a lot of fun.” Adam agrees nodding enthusiastically. Michael sighs, holding Adam at arms length.
“If you would prefer to be with him then I will let you go.” He says solemnly. “I know I can’t give you the things he can. I know I’m not fun like he is.” Michael looks at him with sad, broken eyes but he still says the words, still promises Adam he won’t get in his way even as his grip on Adam tightens and he looks for all the world like he wants to hold Adam too him and never let him from his sight.
“Jerk.” Adam mutters drunkenly, swaying forward into Michael’s arms. “Balthazar’s just a friend. He’s far too annoying to fuck.”
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I love that Michael was trying to be considerate, though it made him sad, and Adam was too drunk to be anything less than frank, shoving Michael's concerns to the side. So sweet and funny.
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Michael wants to be a good boyfriend and not just tell Adam that he belongs to him. He doesn't think Adam would take possessive, clingy archangel very well. Glad you enjoyed it, honey!
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