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Title: Lousy Bands, Drunk Assholes, and Puppy Love
Author: free2hate
Pairing: Adam/Tommy (minor Frank/Gerard)
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 1,951
A/N: This has been bugging me for a while so I had to write it. It’s completely un-beta’d so all mistakes are mine.
Summary: Teen Adam feels awkward, Teen Tommy watches Adam, Adam blushes a lot, Tommy acts as a knight in shining armor and then carries Adam off into the sunset
Adam sighed, looking around at the screaming, thrashing bodies out on the grimy floor of the bar. He'd come here because Danielle had given him some long speech about "not being a recluse" and then had busted out the puppy-dog eyes. He hadn't expected anything interesting, just another lame band filled with angry, misunderstood teenagers, and another crowd filled with screaming, thrashing, drunk assholes. Just another place for him to feel like a fat, ugly loser. And so far his expectations had been met. As per usual he stuck near the wall with his head down, Danielle off with some goth with too many piercings probably talking him into buying her another drink.
He looked around, self-consciously wrapping his arm around his stomach. Looking at all the skinny, dancing bodies made him feel like a bloated whale. He shifted slightly, trying ineffectively to meld with the shadows. Adam’s eyes shifted around before alighting on another chubby boy around his own age. But this boy was pretty. Pale, pale skin offset by the long, black somewhat greasy hair, dark eyes ringed in eyeliner, pretty pink lips with too small teeth. The boy currently attached to his neck, sucking as if the sweat glistening on the pale column was nectar, seemed to agree with Adam’s opinion. Adam stared for a moment longer once again shifting but this time due to the heat coiling in the pit of his stomach. He quickly averted his gaze before his dick could fully harden. Getting a boner from staring like a pervert at other kids making out was the last thing he needed.
Adam stayed there avoiding any eye contact until he felt eyes boring into him, he tried to ignore it but soon it became too much. He looked up with a glare, ready to defend himself from any prick; he hadn't come here to deal with the same crap he dealt with everyday in school. He looked around the crowd but couldn't find anyone looking at him, confused he looked up to the stage, finally finding the source of the prickling sensation. It was the tiny, guitar player rocking out on stage. Even as the guitarist jumped and hopped around with an almost frenetic energy, his eyes remained fixed on Adam.
Adam shifted nervously, his sweaty hand clutching on to his drink as if it was his lifeline. He could feel a flush moving up his neck to his face, and he knew that soon he'd turn that horrid pink color that looked horrible with his hair. He looked away, tucking some of his hair behind his ear before shyly peaking up though his lashes. The guitarist was still staring at him, though this time there was a smirk on his face.
Adam let himself look as much as he wanted, no one here knew him, no one here would care enough to judge him. He started at the large, doe like eyes lined in aggressive black, wanting desperately to know what color they were. Down to the cute, adorable nose, past high arching cheekbones, to full, pink lips. He gasped softly as the guitarist licked his lips, leaving the skin behind shiny and pink. Fuck, those lips would look gorgeous stretched thin around his cock. He wrenched his eyes away and moved down to the teen’s long, pale neck and sharp collar bones. Adam felt his teeth ache with the urge to bite down on the tendons standing out against the guitar player’s neck. He let his eyes travel down the tiny chest swathed in black until he reached the strip of skin just above the brunette’s pants. Adam bit his lip as the guitarist’s fingers settled just above the hem of his pants, pulling the jeans down slightly, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of hair. He stayed their longer wanting to pull on the hair with his teeth, wanting to let his tongue smooth along the path and to the…
“Oh Adam, there you are” Danielle slurred, interrupting Adam’s perusal of the guitarist. “Anyway I want you to meet… what’s your name again?” She giggled turning back to the goth from earlier.
He laughed a surprisingly cheery sound from someone with such a dark image, “Its David, nice to meet you Adam.”
“Umm nice to meet you too” Adam mumbled shyly, shaking David’s outstretched hand, trying to pretend that he didn’t feel the guitarist’s eyes on him.
“So Adam who’s that pretty, little, brunette you were eye fucking before we came?” Danielle asked with a smirk, turning back to the stage.
“Huh? Wh-What are you talking about Danielle?” Adam stammered, cursing his inability to lie.
David laughed, “I’m pretty sure it was the other way around Danielle, Tommy seems to be pretty interested in Adam.”
Adam looked back up at the guitarist, ‘Tommy, so that’s his name. It suits him’ he thought smiling as Tommy screamed into the mic in front of him. ‘Though of course he’s not interested in me, he was probably wondering what a fat, ugly weirdo like me is doing here.’
“Adam don’t” Danielle snapped, “I know what you’re thinking, and it’s not true.”
Adam smiled apologetically at Danielle before turning back to looking at Tommy. He blushed when he saw the brunette staring at him again.
“I don’t get why he keeps staring at me.”
“Adam stop being an idiot, he’s totally in to you” Danielle said exasperatedly.
“Dude seriously, I know Tommy, he totally has a boner for you.”
Adam smiled at them, blushing, “I doubt it guys, he’s probably wondering what a guy like me is doing here.”
“Oh Adam” Danielle said sadly, putting her arm around Adam’s shoulders. “Sweetie don’t think like that, you absolutely belong here don’t let the assholes get you down.”
Before Adam could say anything else, raucous applause and cheering broke out.
“I guess they’re done with their set, come on guys I’ll introduce you” David exclaimed grinning, grabbing Danielle’s hand and pulling her to the bar.
Adam sighed before reluctantly following them, he didn’t want to meet Tommy, what would he even say to him. ‘I saw you looking at me I think you’re hot and want to do unspeakable things to your mouth, please don’t beat me up’ yeah that would go over well. David’s loud voice interrupted his increasingly pessimistic thoughts.
“Well, well, well if it isn’t the midget” David yelled grinning at Tommy.
“Oh fuck you Immerman” Tommy yelled back, jumping on David’s back.
‘Fuck his voice is hot’ Adam thought, shifting slightly away from Tommy and David.
Tommy looked up then, catching sight of Adam, and blushed. He quickly jumped off of David’s back and walked towards Adam trying and failing at being cool. “Hey man, I’m Tommy.”
“I know” Adam said, ‘of shit he probably thinks I’m some kind of stalker oh fuckfuckfuck please don’t think I’m some creeper.’
“I’m guessing David told you” Tommy said smiling.
“Yeah umm he mentioned it” Adam mumbled trying to will down his blush, he was gonna pass out soon if he kept up the blushing.
“So how’d you like the show?” Tommy asked, rocking back and forth on the balls of his feet, Adam got the sense that he was the kind of guy that hated standing still.
“It was good, very umm loud and..”
Laughing, Tommy stopped him from continuing to make a fool of himself, “No worries man, not every body likes metal. What kinda music do you listen to?”
“I like David Bowie, Depeche Mode..” Adam got interrupted by Tommy’s enthusiastic exclamation.
“I love Depeche Mode man, Personal Jesus is fucking genius, isn’t it?”
“Fuck yeah! It’s amazing” Adam said grinning, finally beginning to feel comfortable but of course something had to come along and ruin that.
“Hey fag, what’re you doing here?”
Adam turned around face burning, he groaned as his eyes landed on the owner of the voice, Bill Durning, the star quarterback of Carmel High.
“I asked you a question fag, your kind isn’t wanted here” Bill sneered, walking menacingly towards Adam.
“Fuck off asshole. Stupid shitheads like you aren’t wanted here” Tommy said angrily, stepping in front of Adam.
“Oh you’re a fairy too? Damn everything that freak touches turns queer doesn’t it.”
“I said fuck off, you better leave before I fuck you up.”
“Yeah right, you gonna try and fight me fairy-boy, protecting your little boyfriend? That’s sweet, but you don’t have to, I’m sure he’d love to go down on his knees for you either way.”
Tommy didn’t even make a sound before he jumped on the lumbering jock, they hit the ground rolling around, viciously laying into each other. Adam couldn’t move he just stared open-mouthed at Bill and Tommy.
“Fucking fuck” David swore as he raced by Adam and joined the two teens on the ground, he grabbed on to Tommy pulling him away from the bigger boy. “Tommy, Tommy fucking stop this shit, you wanna get kicked out?” David tightened his hold on the still thrashing Tommy and started dragging him away from Bill who was beginning to get up.
“Let me go man, I’m fine now” Tommy mumbled, pulling himself away from David. “And you” he said turning around to Bill “get the fuck out and don’t you fucking dare come back.” As Bill hastily got up and moved towards the entrance he started heading back to the bar before once again turning back “hey, aren’t you coming man?”
“Oh yeah” Adam said rushing to catch up to Tommy. “I..I’m sorry that happened, you shouldn’t have gotten into it with Bill, he’s not worth it.”
“That shit he said about you, fuck that asshole was asking for it.”
“But it’s true, I mean I am..you know” Adam mumbled, amazed at his own daring.
“Gay? That doesn’t fucking matter, he shouldn’t talk to you like that.”
“I’m used to it, its no big deal.”
“Fuck man, you shouldn’t have to deal with that shit, no one fucking deserves that” Tommy said vehemently turning back to look at Adam.
Adam opened his mouth to say something but the words caught in his throat, Tommy was so close, Adam could count Tommy’s long eyelashes.
“Brown” Adam breathed out, continuing to look at Tommy.
“What?” Tommy asked just as quietly, a pale pink color flushing his cheeks.
Adam flushed and stepped back, “your eyes, I was wondering before what color they were before.”
Tommy smirked, regaining his composure, “I hate them man, so boring, now your eyes, your eyes are fucking amazing.”
“They’re nothing special” Adam mumbled looking down, trying futilely to hide his blush.
“They’re fucking amazing man, and god I have to stop calling you man, can I get your name?”
“Oh, it’s Adam.”
“Well Adam, nice to meet you” Tommy said with a shit eating grin on his face.
Adam giggled, “nice to meet you too.”
“So what brings you around here? Since you didn’t come for the music.”
“Danielle dragged me along, though now I’m glad she did” Adam once again was amazed at his boldness.
“Me too” Tommy smiled before stepping closer to Adam, “really, really glad.”
Adam flushed at the proximity and the heated look Tommy was giving him.
“You all right Adam? You look a bit flushed, how ‘bout we go outside, cool you off, get you some fresh air.”
The look in Tommy’s eyes assured him that there would be no cooling off; most likely he would be even more flushed than he was right now.
“Yeah sure Tommy” fuck it, he was gonna go along with Tommy, he was gonna fucking live for a change.
A large grin over took Tommy’s face before he grabbed Adam’s hand, dragging him outside.
Author: free2hate
Pairing: Adam/Tommy (minor Frank/Gerard)
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 1,951
A/N: This has been bugging me for a while so I had to write it. It’s completely un-beta’d so all mistakes are mine.
Summary: Teen Adam feels awkward, Teen Tommy watches Adam, Adam blushes a lot, Tommy acts as a knight in shining armor and then carries Adam off into the sunset
Adam sighed, looking around at the screaming, thrashing bodies out on the grimy floor of the bar. He'd come here because Danielle had given him some long speech about "not being a recluse" and then had busted out the puppy-dog eyes. He hadn't expected anything interesting, just another lame band filled with angry, misunderstood teenagers, and another crowd filled with screaming, thrashing, drunk assholes. Just another place for him to feel like a fat, ugly loser. And so far his expectations had been met. As per usual he stuck near the wall with his head down, Danielle off with some goth with too many piercings probably talking him into buying her another drink.
He looked around, self-consciously wrapping his arm around his stomach. Looking at all the skinny, dancing bodies made him feel like a bloated whale. He shifted slightly, trying ineffectively to meld with the shadows. Adam’s eyes shifted around before alighting on another chubby boy around his own age. But this boy was pretty. Pale, pale skin offset by the long, black somewhat greasy hair, dark eyes ringed in eyeliner, pretty pink lips with too small teeth. The boy currently attached to his neck, sucking as if the sweat glistening on the pale column was nectar, seemed to agree with Adam’s opinion. Adam stared for a moment longer once again shifting but this time due to the heat coiling in the pit of his stomach. He quickly averted his gaze before his dick could fully harden. Getting a boner from staring like a pervert at other kids making out was the last thing he needed.
Adam stayed there avoiding any eye contact until he felt eyes boring into him, he tried to ignore it but soon it became too much. He looked up with a glare, ready to defend himself from any prick; he hadn't come here to deal with the same crap he dealt with everyday in school. He looked around the crowd but couldn't find anyone looking at him, confused he looked up to the stage, finally finding the source of the prickling sensation. It was the tiny, guitar player rocking out on stage. Even as the guitarist jumped and hopped around with an almost frenetic energy, his eyes remained fixed on Adam.
Adam shifted nervously, his sweaty hand clutching on to his drink as if it was his lifeline. He could feel a flush moving up his neck to his face, and he knew that soon he'd turn that horrid pink color that looked horrible with his hair. He looked away, tucking some of his hair behind his ear before shyly peaking up though his lashes. The guitarist was still staring at him, though this time there was a smirk on his face.
Adam let himself look as much as he wanted, no one here knew him, no one here would care enough to judge him. He started at the large, doe like eyes lined in aggressive black, wanting desperately to know what color they were. Down to the cute, adorable nose, past high arching cheekbones, to full, pink lips. He gasped softly as the guitarist licked his lips, leaving the skin behind shiny and pink. Fuck, those lips would look gorgeous stretched thin around his cock. He wrenched his eyes away and moved down to the teen’s long, pale neck and sharp collar bones. Adam felt his teeth ache with the urge to bite down on the tendons standing out against the guitar player’s neck. He let his eyes travel down the tiny chest swathed in black until he reached the strip of skin just above the brunette’s pants. Adam bit his lip as the guitarist’s fingers settled just above the hem of his pants, pulling the jeans down slightly, revealing a tantalizing glimpse of hair. He stayed their longer wanting to pull on the hair with his teeth, wanting to let his tongue smooth along the path and to the…
“Oh Adam, there you are” Danielle slurred, interrupting Adam’s perusal of the guitarist. “Anyway I want you to meet… what’s your name again?” She giggled turning back to the goth from earlier.
He laughed a surprisingly cheery sound from someone with such a dark image, “Its David, nice to meet you Adam.”
“Umm nice to meet you too” Adam mumbled shyly, shaking David’s outstretched hand, trying to pretend that he didn’t feel the guitarist’s eyes on him.
“So Adam who’s that pretty, little, brunette you were eye fucking before we came?” Danielle asked with a smirk, turning back to the stage.
“Huh? Wh-What are you talking about Danielle?” Adam stammered, cursing his inability to lie.
David laughed, “I’m pretty sure it was the other way around Danielle, Tommy seems to be pretty interested in Adam.”
Adam looked back up at the guitarist, ‘Tommy, so that’s his name. It suits him’ he thought smiling as Tommy screamed into the mic in front of him. ‘Though of course he’s not interested in me, he was probably wondering what a fat, ugly weirdo like me is doing here.’
“Adam don’t” Danielle snapped, “I know what you’re thinking, and it’s not true.”
Adam smiled apologetically at Danielle before turning back to looking at Tommy. He blushed when he saw the brunette staring at him again.
“I don’t get why he keeps staring at me.”
“Adam stop being an idiot, he’s totally in to you” Danielle said exasperatedly.
“Dude seriously, I know Tommy, he totally has a boner for you.”
Adam smiled at them, blushing, “I doubt it guys, he’s probably wondering what a guy like me is doing here.”
“Oh Adam” Danielle said sadly, putting her arm around Adam’s shoulders. “Sweetie don’t think like that, you absolutely belong here don’t let the assholes get you down.”
Before Adam could say anything else, raucous applause and cheering broke out.
“I guess they’re done with their set, come on guys I’ll introduce you” David exclaimed grinning, grabbing Danielle’s hand and pulling her to the bar.
Adam sighed before reluctantly following them, he didn’t want to meet Tommy, what would he even say to him. ‘I saw you looking at me I think you’re hot and want to do unspeakable things to your mouth, please don’t beat me up’ yeah that would go over well. David’s loud voice interrupted his increasingly pessimistic thoughts.
“Well, well, well if it isn’t the midget” David yelled grinning at Tommy.
“Oh fuck you Immerman” Tommy yelled back, jumping on David’s back.
‘Fuck his voice is hot’ Adam thought, shifting slightly away from Tommy and David.
Tommy looked up then, catching sight of Adam, and blushed. He quickly jumped off of David’s back and walked towards Adam trying and failing at being cool. “Hey man, I’m Tommy.”
“I know” Adam said, ‘of shit he probably thinks I’m some kind of stalker oh fuckfuckfuck please don’t think I’m some creeper.’
“I’m guessing David told you” Tommy said smiling.
“Yeah umm he mentioned it” Adam mumbled trying to will down his blush, he was gonna pass out soon if he kept up the blushing.
“So how’d you like the show?” Tommy asked, rocking back and forth on the balls of his feet, Adam got the sense that he was the kind of guy that hated standing still.
“It was good, very umm loud and..”
Laughing, Tommy stopped him from continuing to make a fool of himself, “No worries man, not every body likes metal. What kinda music do you listen to?”
“I like David Bowie, Depeche Mode..” Adam got interrupted by Tommy’s enthusiastic exclamation.
“I love Depeche Mode man, Personal Jesus is fucking genius, isn’t it?”
“Fuck yeah! It’s amazing” Adam said grinning, finally beginning to feel comfortable but of course something had to come along and ruin that.
“Hey fag, what’re you doing here?”
Adam turned around face burning, he groaned as his eyes landed on the owner of the voice, Bill Durning, the star quarterback of Carmel High.
“I asked you a question fag, your kind isn’t wanted here” Bill sneered, walking menacingly towards Adam.
“Fuck off asshole. Stupid shitheads like you aren’t wanted here” Tommy said angrily, stepping in front of Adam.
“Oh you’re a fairy too? Damn everything that freak touches turns queer doesn’t it.”
“I said fuck off, you better leave before I fuck you up.”
“Yeah right, you gonna try and fight me fairy-boy, protecting your little boyfriend? That’s sweet, but you don’t have to, I’m sure he’d love to go down on his knees for you either way.”
Tommy didn’t even make a sound before he jumped on the lumbering jock, they hit the ground rolling around, viciously laying into each other. Adam couldn’t move he just stared open-mouthed at Bill and Tommy.
“Fucking fuck” David swore as he raced by Adam and joined the two teens on the ground, he grabbed on to Tommy pulling him away from the bigger boy. “Tommy, Tommy fucking stop this shit, you wanna get kicked out?” David tightened his hold on the still thrashing Tommy and started dragging him away from Bill who was beginning to get up.
“Let me go man, I’m fine now” Tommy mumbled, pulling himself away from David. “And you” he said turning around to Bill “get the fuck out and don’t you fucking dare come back.” As Bill hastily got up and moved towards the entrance he started heading back to the bar before once again turning back “hey, aren’t you coming man?”
“Oh yeah” Adam said rushing to catch up to Tommy. “I..I’m sorry that happened, you shouldn’t have gotten into it with Bill, he’s not worth it.”
“That shit he said about you, fuck that asshole was asking for it.”
“But it’s true, I mean I am..you know” Adam mumbled, amazed at his own daring.
“Gay? That doesn’t fucking matter, he shouldn’t talk to you like that.”
“I’m used to it, its no big deal.”
“Fuck man, you shouldn’t have to deal with that shit, no one fucking deserves that” Tommy said vehemently turning back to look at Adam.
Adam opened his mouth to say something but the words caught in his throat, Tommy was so close, Adam could count Tommy’s long eyelashes.
“Brown” Adam breathed out, continuing to look at Tommy.
“What?” Tommy asked just as quietly, a pale pink color flushing his cheeks.
Adam flushed and stepped back, “your eyes, I was wondering before what color they were before.”
Tommy smirked, regaining his composure, “I hate them man, so boring, now your eyes, your eyes are fucking amazing.”
“They’re nothing special” Adam mumbled looking down, trying futilely to hide his blush.
“They’re fucking amazing man, and god I have to stop calling you man, can I get your name?”
“Oh, it’s Adam.”
“Well Adam, nice to meet you” Tommy said with a shit eating grin on his face.
Adam giggled, “nice to meet you too.”
“So what brings you around here? Since you didn’t come for the music.”
“Danielle dragged me along, though now I’m glad she did” Adam once again was amazed at his boldness.
“Me too” Tommy smiled before stepping closer to Adam, “really, really glad.”
Adam flushed at the proximity and the heated look Tommy was giving him.
“You all right Adam? You look a bit flushed, how ‘bout we go outside, cool you off, get you some fresh air.”
The look in Tommy’s eyes assured him that there would be no cooling off; most likely he would be even more flushed than he was right now.
“Yeah sure Tommy” fuck it, he was gonna go along with Tommy, he was gonna fucking live for a change.
A large grin over took Tommy’s face before he grabbed Adam’s hand, dragging him outside.