Fic - Would You Be Mine? (American Idol, Kris/Adam)
Title: Would You Be Mine?
Author: chosenfire28
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN. Real people, made up situations.
Prompt: High School AU. Kradam's first Valentine's day. It could be established relationship and it's their first Valentine's day together, or it could be Adam planning to ask Kris out on Valentine's day.
Rating: PG-13
Notes: Written for the kradam_ai fic fest. Beta’d by the amazing blue_icy_rose
Summary The problem was he didn’t know what to put. The gold edged card was a little too small to fit, “We’ve been best friends since we were twelve and I ripped my favorite shirt and you loaned me your jacket to cover up the hole, even though it was too small. I never really thought I had a chance, but you and your girlfriend ended things over the summer and Cassidy told me about you guys experimenting a bit and I would love it if you experimented with me, because I love you.”
AMAZING poster made by the very talented katekat1010
Adam threw his books on his bed not even bothering to pick up the one that had bounced a little too hard and landed on the floor. He was now focused on the innocent looking card laying on his desk. His school had a tradition, one that has absolutely horrible, and made entirely for couples so that those that weren’t lucky enough to be with anyone could be reminded of it every year.
Every Valentine’s Day the Junior class would sell expensive as hell cards that the buyers personalized for a special person. Those cards would then be attached to either a bag of candy, a rose, or a teddy bear. Hell, if you were made of money, and willing to completely embarrass yourself, you could have it attached to a teddy bear holding a box of candy with a rose artfully twined in its arms.
Adam had settled on the candy, all he had to do was the note part.
The problem was he didn’t know what to put. The gold edged card was a little too small to fit, “We’ve been best friends since we were twelve and I ripped my favorite shirt and you loaned me your jacket to cover up the hole, even though it was too small. I never really thought I had a chance, but you and your girlfriend ended things over the summer and Cassidy told me about you guys experimenting a bit and I would love it if you experimented with me, because I love you.”
And he definitely couldn’t put just the last three words because he knew Kris; Kris would just raise his eyebrow, smile, and tell him he loved him too. But he still wouldn’t know if it was the “best friend” love, or “I want to make out with you” love. Adam was kind of really hoping about the last.
Hence the completely cheesy and overpriced card. He should have gone with the bear too now that he was thinking about it. Because Kris was cuddly, and he liked to cuddle things, and a teddy bear was very cuddly. Instead Kris would get the candy and he would suck on it in front of Adam, and if he didn’t return Adam’s feelings that would make it ever worse.
Adam took a deep breath and grabbed his pen, the one with the blue glittery ink, because if he was going to do this then it was going to look fucking awesome. He didn’t bother sitting down, his nerves not allowing anything other than huddling over the desk and trying to stop his hands from shaking as he scrawled out a quick note that Kris couldn’t interpret as being anything other than what it was. Adam wanting Kris, as more than friends, as something more.
He signed his name and looked down at the card critically, wondering if he should go over it in the black glitter ink, to give it another dimension. He also could find where his mom kept the glue and dig in her fabric supplies and add on this really awesome blue silk cloth she had.
“Adam.” His mom poked her head in his room, her body still out in the hall out of respect for his privacy. “Kris is here.” Adam didn’t even have time to react because Kris, who was shorter than his mom (and just about everyone that wasn’t a female cheerleader), brushed past Leila and was grinning as he pushed aside Adam’s books and flopped down on Adam’s bed.
Adam had gotten a new bedspread after deciding that nearly being a legal adult and having a car meant that the fierce ass unicorn on fire bedspread was a bit childish. It was now in his closet for when he needed an extra blanket, and in its place, he had gotten black silk sheets and a soft black comforter that looked good against Kris’s tan skin and tight white t-shirt. Because Kris Allen, being friends with one of the gayest guys to ever gay, liked to wear tight t-shirts, tight jeans, and lay sprawled out like Adam’s favorite wet dream on his bed.
Sometimes he fucking hated Kris Allen and his adorable smile and toned arms.
“Soooo, whatcha doing?” Kris drawled, his accent still visible after living in California for fuck knows how long. Because he was amazing like that. Which made Adam realize that he didn’t hate Kris at all; he could never hate Kris, especially when he was leaning against Adam’s bed, his shirt riding high on his waist showing a sliver of skin, and his hands pulled back behind his head.
“None of your fucking business, Kristopher.” Adam regretfully nudged Kris in the side and Kris moved over. It was worth it, because now Adam could lay sit down beside Kris and grab the magazine that had somehow worked its way into his sneaky hands.
“Dude, most people keep their porn under their bed, not under their pillow.” Kris grinned, his hands now fiddling with Adam’s bedspread and this Adam was used to. Kris always fiddled with his hands, Adam figured it had something to do with the fact that he always seemed to have a guitar in it when not at school. He had suggested to his mom that they get Kris one to keep at their house so he didn’t drive him insane with poking through all his stuff.
“Most people don’t go snooping in their friend’s porn,” Adam retorted, sticking it under his bed where he did usually keep it.
Kris snorted. “Must be boring for them.” He rolled his head to the side to look at Adam, his face closer, and Adam had to force himself to breathe normally as Kris talked. “So me and Cassidy are done fooling around. It was fun but we think Brad likes him and Cass really likes Brad, so he wanted me to check with you and make sure it’s okay.”
It was really, really okay if Cassidy started fooling around with his ex, because if he was fooling around with Brad then that meant he wouldn’t be fooling around with Kris, leaving Adam to fool around with Kris, along with other things that he wanted only him to be doing with Kris.
“It’s totally fine,” Adam managed to get out without embarrassing himself and Kris has already grabbing the bottle of lotion that Adam kept by his bed so he missed the look on Adam’s face when he saw Kris grab it. Kris Allen was going to fucking kill him and his mom better hurry up and get that damn guitar.
“So, I’m going to get something to drink.” Adam hopped off the bed, already moving to the door. “Want anything?”
“Hmm, sure.” Kris was turning it over in his hand and reading the label, his nose wrinkling up in amusement. “Soda’s good.”
Adam breathed a sigh of relief as he exited the room and hurried down the stairs, feeling flushed and a little shaky. Usually he was able to keep from being a complete mess around Kris. He had only been completely and utterly into him for going on three years now, one of them he had spent dating Brad and had been able to breathe a little easier. But this was his last chance and it was so close. It was their senior year and they were already planning on going to the same college, but it wouldn’t be the same. If Adam didn’t make his move now, he was sure he never would. And he knew someone else would come along and swoop Kris up because Kris was adorable and amazing, and Adam wanted him to be his.
Adam grabbed two sodas out of the fridge and ignored his mom’s knowing smile and flipped off his brother for his annoying smirk as he rushed back to his room. It had only been five minutes but Kris had already gone through his porn and studied his lube, there was no telling what he could do to Adam’s room unsupervised for five minutes.
“Okay, we’ve got drinks and we can order pizza and watch a movie if you want,” Adam announced with a smile that quickly started to fade as he saw Kris staring down at his desk or, more specifically, the card that Adam had left on his desk. Adam carefully set the sodas down by the TV, his gut clenching in fear and he felt really sick because Kris hadn’t turned to look at him, his eyes still on the card and his face unreadable.
“Look it’s just a card, and it doesn’t have to mean anything if you don’t want it to. You’re my best friend and whatever this is, I can get over because I don’t want to lose you.” Kris turned to him and started walking to him but Adam couldn’t stop talking, because he was afraid that if he did, Kris was going to walk away and if he did that, it would destroy him. “I’m sorry if I made things awkward, that is the last thing I wanted, and I completely understand if you don’t feel the same way. You have a lot of options and I’m just…”
“Amazing,” Kris interrupted him, his voice soft and he was standing in front of Adam now. “You’re amazing, and you’re my best friend, and I’ve never not wanted you.” The corner of his mouth twisted up in a crooked smile. “Or so Katy’s told me, which I should have known all along.”
Adam didn’t even have a moment to feel relieved, because he had gone straight to elation and his hands were cupping Kris’s jaw and pulling him close for a fierce kiss that was a clash of lips and tongues and teeth and so fucking perfect, Adam wanted to cry. Kris was holding onto him, his grip just as tight and when they had to pull away to breathe, Kris was laughing and his eyes were bright.
“So Kris Allen, will you be my Valentine?” Adam asked softly his hands settling around Kris’s waist. The words were cheesy as hell, but Adam couldn’t think of anything else to put on the card that would let Kris know exactly how he felt.
“Do I still get the candy?” Kris asked, the smile teasing his lips again and his eyes dancing.
“Shut up,” Adam muttered and kissed him.
Author: chosenfire28
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN. Real people, made up situations.
Prompt: High School AU. Kradam's first Valentine's day. It could be established relationship and it's their first Valentine's day together, or it could be Adam planning to ask Kris out on Valentine's day.
Rating: PG-13
Notes: Written for the kradam_ai fic fest. Beta’d by the amazing blue_icy_rose
Summary The problem was he didn’t know what to put. The gold edged card was a little too small to fit, “We’ve been best friends since we were twelve and I ripped my favorite shirt and you loaned me your jacket to cover up the hole, even though it was too small. I never really thought I had a chance, but you and your girlfriend ended things over the summer and Cassidy told me about you guys experimenting a bit and I would love it if you experimented with me, because I love you.”
AMAZING poster made by the very talented katekat1010
Adam threw his books on his bed not even bothering to pick up the one that had bounced a little too hard and landed on the floor. He was now focused on the innocent looking card laying on his desk. His school had a tradition, one that has absolutely horrible, and made entirely for couples so that those that weren’t lucky enough to be with anyone could be reminded of it every year.
Every Valentine’s Day the Junior class would sell expensive as hell cards that the buyers personalized for a special person. Those cards would then be attached to either a bag of candy, a rose, or a teddy bear. Hell, if you were made of money, and willing to completely embarrass yourself, you could have it attached to a teddy bear holding a box of candy with a rose artfully twined in its arms.
Adam had settled on the candy, all he had to do was the note part.
The problem was he didn’t know what to put. The gold edged card was a little too small to fit, “We’ve been best friends since we were twelve and I ripped my favorite shirt and you loaned me your jacket to cover up the hole, even though it was too small. I never really thought I had a chance, but you and your girlfriend ended things over the summer and Cassidy told me about you guys experimenting a bit and I would love it if you experimented with me, because I love you.”
And he definitely couldn’t put just the last three words because he knew Kris; Kris would just raise his eyebrow, smile, and tell him he loved him too. But he still wouldn’t know if it was the “best friend” love, or “I want to make out with you” love. Adam was kind of really hoping about the last.
Hence the completely cheesy and overpriced card. He should have gone with the bear too now that he was thinking about it. Because Kris was cuddly, and he liked to cuddle things, and a teddy bear was very cuddly. Instead Kris would get the candy and he would suck on it in front of Adam, and if he didn’t return Adam’s feelings that would make it ever worse.
Adam took a deep breath and grabbed his pen, the one with the blue glittery ink, because if he was going to do this then it was going to look fucking awesome. He didn’t bother sitting down, his nerves not allowing anything other than huddling over the desk and trying to stop his hands from shaking as he scrawled out a quick note that Kris couldn’t interpret as being anything other than what it was. Adam wanting Kris, as more than friends, as something more.
He signed his name and looked down at the card critically, wondering if he should go over it in the black glitter ink, to give it another dimension. He also could find where his mom kept the glue and dig in her fabric supplies and add on this really awesome blue silk cloth she had.
“Adam.” His mom poked her head in his room, her body still out in the hall out of respect for his privacy. “Kris is here.” Adam didn’t even have time to react because Kris, who was shorter than his mom (and just about everyone that wasn’t a female cheerleader), brushed past Leila and was grinning as he pushed aside Adam’s books and flopped down on Adam’s bed.
Adam had gotten a new bedspread after deciding that nearly being a legal adult and having a car meant that the fierce ass unicorn on fire bedspread was a bit childish. It was now in his closet for when he needed an extra blanket, and in its place, he had gotten black silk sheets and a soft black comforter that looked good against Kris’s tan skin and tight white t-shirt. Because Kris Allen, being friends with one of the gayest guys to ever gay, liked to wear tight t-shirts, tight jeans, and lay sprawled out like Adam’s favorite wet dream on his bed.
Sometimes he fucking hated Kris Allen and his adorable smile and toned arms.
“Soooo, whatcha doing?” Kris drawled, his accent still visible after living in California for fuck knows how long. Because he was amazing like that. Which made Adam realize that he didn’t hate Kris at all; he could never hate Kris, especially when he was leaning against Adam’s bed, his shirt riding high on his waist showing a sliver of skin, and his hands pulled back behind his head.
“None of your fucking business, Kristopher.” Adam regretfully nudged Kris in the side and Kris moved over. It was worth it, because now Adam could lay sit down beside Kris and grab the magazine that had somehow worked its way into his sneaky hands.
“Dude, most people keep their porn under their bed, not under their pillow.” Kris grinned, his hands now fiddling with Adam’s bedspread and this Adam was used to. Kris always fiddled with his hands, Adam figured it had something to do with the fact that he always seemed to have a guitar in it when not at school. He had suggested to his mom that they get Kris one to keep at their house so he didn’t drive him insane with poking through all his stuff.
“Most people don’t go snooping in their friend’s porn,” Adam retorted, sticking it under his bed where he did usually keep it.
Kris snorted. “Must be boring for them.” He rolled his head to the side to look at Adam, his face closer, and Adam had to force himself to breathe normally as Kris talked. “So me and Cassidy are done fooling around. It was fun but we think Brad likes him and Cass really likes Brad, so he wanted me to check with you and make sure it’s okay.”
It was really, really okay if Cassidy started fooling around with his ex, because if he was fooling around with Brad then that meant he wouldn’t be fooling around with Kris, leaving Adam to fool around with Kris, along with other things that he wanted only him to be doing with Kris.
“It’s totally fine,” Adam managed to get out without embarrassing himself and Kris has already grabbing the bottle of lotion that Adam kept by his bed so he missed the look on Adam’s face when he saw Kris grab it. Kris Allen was going to fucking kill him and his mom better hurry up and get that damn guitar.
“So, I’m going to get something to drink.” Adam hopped off the bed, already moving to the door. “Want anything?”
“Hmm, sure.” Kris was turning it over in his hand and reading the label, his nose wrinkling up in amusement. “Soda’s good.”
Adam breathed a sigh of relief as he exited the room and hurried down the stairs, feeling flushed and a little shaky. Usually he was able to keep from being a complete mess around Kris. He had only been completely and utterly into him for going on three years now, one of them he had spent dating Brad and had been able to breathe a little easier. But this was his last chance and it was so close. It was their senior year and they were already planning on going to the same college, but it wouldn’t be the same. If Adam didn’t make his move now, he was sure he never would. And he knew someone else would come along and swoop Kris up because Kris was adorable and amazing, and Adam wanted him to be his.
Adam grabbed two sodas out of the fridge and ignored his mom’s knowing smile and flipped off his brother for his annoying smirk as he rushed back to his room. It had only been five minutes but Kris had already gone through his porn and studied his lube, there was no telling what he could do to Adam’s room unsupervised for five minutes.
“Okay, we’ve got drinks and we can order pizza and watch a movie if you want,” Adam announced with a smile that quickly started to fade as he saw Kris staring down at his desk or, more specifically, the card that Adam had left on his desk. Adam carefully set the sodas down by the TV, his gut clenching in fear and he felt really sick because Kris hadn’t turned to look at him, his eyes still on the card and his face unreadable.
“Look it’s just a card, and it doesn’t have to mean anything if you don’t want it to. You’re my best friend and whatever this is, I can get over because I don’t want to lose you.” Kris turned to him and started walking to him but Adam couldn’t stop talking, because he was afraid that if he did, Kris was going to walk away and if he did that, it would destroy him. “I’m sorry if I made things awkward, that is the last thing I wanted, and I completely understand if you don’t feel the same way. You have a lot of options and I’m just…”
“Amazing,” Kris interrupted him, his voice soft and he was standing in front of Adam now. “You’re amazing, and you’re my best friend, and I’ve never not wanted you.” The corner of his mouth twisted up in a crooked smile. “Or so Katy’s told me, which I should have known all along.”
Adam didn’t even have a moment to feel relieved, because he had gone straight to elation and his hands were cupping Kris’s jaw and pulling him close for a fierce kiss that was a clash of lips and tongues and teeth and so fucking perfect, Adam wanted to cry. Kris was holding onto him, his grip just as tight and when they had to pull away to breathe, Kris was laughing and his eyes were bright.
“So Kris Allen, will you be my Valentine?” Adam asked softly his hands settling around Kris’s waist. The words were cheesy as hell, but Adam couldn’t think of anything else to put on the card that would let Kris know exactly how he felt.
“Do I still get the candy?” Kris asked, the smile teasing his lips again and his eyes dancing.
“Shut up,” Adam muttered and kissed him.