So Close Now
Author: fenora
Beta: The lovely millionstar as usual. Love you!
Pairing: You'll find out in time :p
Rating: R
Summary: Usualy, he doesn't go for singers.
Feedback: Anything, really!
Warnings: Hum... no belldom?
Disclaimers: I don't own any of the famous names mentioned here (unfortunately!)
Notes: This was something that came into my mind and I couldn't shake it out :P I hope it's not too over the top! I don't think it will turn into big series, probably just about 4 or 5 chapters. It's another attempt at comedy...
Prologue
I’ve never went for singers. I’ve never felt attraction for front men with big egos. Probably because I’m one of them.
But then I met Matthew.
Lead singer of Muse, genius guitar and piano player, irreverent personality. Always has to be right and have the last word. A bit arrogant at times. Not my type. However when he came into my life, my dating history suddenly changed.
What is curious though, is that I don’t really remember meeting him for the first time; actually, I remember meeting Dominic. That blond drummer was definitely my type, and the first time I laid my eyes on him I felt my mouth watering.
It was in 2004, at the Mercury Prize ceremony. I was especially drunk that night, my band was up there, I was proud of us and I felt like the only thing I needed to feel perfect was a night with a handsome man. Dominic Howard seemed like a wise choice. I mean, he had to be gay, right? Or at least bi-sexual. Right?
Wrong.
I don’t even want to start on how embarrassing that experience turned out to be. It still freaks me out to think about it.
Anyway. Dom, the gentleman he is, just laughed it off and it never really came out as a public joke. Instead, we kind of ended up meeting after a festival both our bands attended a few weeks later and chatted for a while. He’s always been incredibly kind and funny to be around. But it was still difficult for me to keep my eyes on his face for longer than I kept them on his lower body.
You can’t blame me.
That was when he came into my life.
I wish I could say that I felt butterflies the first time I spoke to him, or that I felt the world stopping, but that would be a big fat lie. I don’t even remember the first time he talked to me, as I said, I don’t go for singers.
Except this time.
I still don’t really know how but I have to admit that somehow I fell head over heels for him, and it happened quicker than I like to admit.
My name is Alex Kapranos and, for some reason I don’t really understand myself, I’ve been sharing my life with Matthew Bellamy for the last eight years.
And I’m still alive.
Beta: The lovely millionstar as usual. Love you!
Pairing: You'll find out in time :p
Rating: R
Summary: Usualy, he doesn't go for singers.
Feedback: Anything, really!
Warnings: Hum... no belldom?
Disclaimers: I don't own any of the famous names mentioned here (unfortunately!)
Notes: This was something that came into my mind and I couldn't shake it out :P I hope it's not too over the top! I don't think it will turn into big series, probably just about 4 or 5 chapters. It's another attempt at comedy...
Prologue
I’ve never went for singers. I’ve never felt attraction for front men with big egos. Probably because I’m one of them.
But then I met Matthew.
Lead singer of Muse, genius guitar and piano player, irreverent personality. Always has to be right and have the last word. A bit arrogant at times. Not my type. However when he came into my life, my dating history suddenly changed.
What is curious though, is that I don’t really remember meeting him for the first time; actually, I remember meeting Dominic. That blond drummer was definitely my type, and the first time I laid my eyes on him I felt my mouth watering.
It was in 2004, at the Mercury Prize ceremony. I was especially drunk that night, my band was up there, I was proud of us and I felt like the only thing I needed to feel perfect was a night with a handsome man. Dominic Howard seemed like a wise choice. I mean, he had to be gay, right? Or at least bi-sexual. Right?
Wrong.
I don’t even want to start on how embarrassing that experience turned out to be. It still freaks me out to think about it.
Anyway. Dom, the gentleman he is, just laughed it off and it never really came out as a public joke. Instead, we kind of ended up meeting after a festival both our bands attended a few weeks later and chatted for a while. He’s always been incredibly kind and funny to be around. But it was still difficult for me to keep my eyes on his face for longer than I kept them on his lower body.
You can’t blame me.
That was when he came into my life.
I wish I could say that I felt butterflies the first time I spoke to him, or that I felt the world stopping, but that would be a big fat lie. I don’t even remember the first time he talked to me, as I said, I don’t go for singers.
Except this time.
I still don’t really know how but I have to admit that somehow I fell head over heels for him, and it happened quicker than I like to admit.
My name is Alex Kapranos and, for some reason I don’t really understand myself, I’ve been sharing my life with Matthew Bellamy for the last eight years.
And I’m still alive.