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title: "Calm Before The Storm" (*groans* I seriously hate having to give titles)
category: real person slash
pairing: Adam Green/Carl Barât
notes: Something Mary and I talked about. Stan! I am seriously getting too obsessed with Stan, I am putting him in every single fic I write lately.
disclaimer: Totally read about this in the NME just days ago! The picture is awesome!
The club is sold out, the first band is about to go on and Carl is quite glad his duties for tonight are done, so for once he can just enjoy the bands. While the band is getting ready on stage for their first song he feels someone tapping him on the shoulder, a second later Stan’s face appears in front of him.
“Hey, glad you made it. Just in time, too.”
“Hey yourself. Where is Adam? Didn’t you say he would fly in today and be here? “ Stan looks around. Carl frowns slightly.
“His plane got delayed, he’ll be a bit late. Shouldn’t be too long, he called a couple of minutes ago telling me he is in baggage claim and that he’s only making a small detour to the flat to get rid of his luggage and then head right here.”
About 45 minutes later someone jumps both of them from behind.
“Hello, my boys. Lovely Adam is finally here.” Before Carl can even reach out for him Stan is already hugging his friend enthusiastically. “Adam, so good to see you again. And this guy has been pining away for you. It was bad.” Carl half-heartedly hits his friends’ shoulder.
“Shut up, you git.” He smiles fondly at Adam, who matches his smile with one of his beaming ones. Shit, but he wants to kiss him right now. He grabs Adam’s hand, throws a quick “Excuse us, would you?” towards Stan - who only grins - and pulls his boyfriend through the crowd into a corner near the entrance. Immediately he presses his body into Adam’s, one hand at the back of his neck, the other on his arse, trying to pull him even more into his own body. Adam looks a bit startled but with an amused twinkle in his eyes.
“What are you doing, Carlos? I know we are not exactly keeping this a secret but we are also not normally parading this around in a room full of vultures from the NME.”
“It’s a dark corner, love. Everybody, including the vultures, is watching the stage, nobody cares about us.” With that Carl claims his lover’s mouth, pushing his tongue in nearly forcefully. Adam moans into Carl’s mouth and responds with equal force, hands working their way up and down Carl’s back, one moving all the way up to grab at dark hair. They are so caught up in their little snogging session that both men do not realize the sound of a camera merrily clicking away.
to be continued? Although I fear it would end up as total crack!fic. At least if I write it exactly the way Mary and I have been talking about it.
category: real person slash
pairing: Adam Green/Carl Barât
notes: Something Mary and I talked about. Stan! I am seriously getting too obsessed with Stan, I am putting him in every single fic I write lately.
disclaimer: Totally read about this in the NME just days ago! The picture is awesome!
The club is sold out, the first band is about to go on and Carl is quite glad his duties for tonight are done, so for once he can just enjoy the bands. While the band is getting ready on stage for their first song he feels someone tapping him on the shoulder, a second later Stan’s face appears in front of him.
“Hey, glad you made it. Just in time, too.”
“Hey yourself. Where is Adam? Didn’t you say he would fly in today and be here? “ Stan looks around. Carl frowns slightly.
“His plane got delayed, he’ll be a bit late. Shouldn’t be too long, he called a couple of minutes ago telling me he is in baggage claim and that he’s only making a small detour to the flat to get rid of his luggage and then head right here.”
About 45 minutes later someone jumps both of them from behind.
“Hello, my boys. Lovely Adam is finally here.” Before Carl can even reach out for him Stan is already hugging his friend enthusiastically. “Adam, so good to see you again. And this guy has been pining away for you. It was bad.” Carl half-heartedly hits his friends’ shoulder.
“Shut up, you git.” He smiles fondly at Adam, who matches his smile with one of his beaming ones. Shit, but he wants to kiss him right now. He grabs Adam’s hand, throws a quick “Excuse us, would you?” towards Stan - who only grins - and pulls his boyfriend through the crowd into a corner near the entrance. Immediately he presses his body into Adam’s, one hand at the back of his neck, the other on his arse, trying to pull him even more into his own body. Adam looks a bit startled but with an amused twinkle in his eyes.
“What are you doing, Carlos? I know we are not exactly keeping this a secret but we are also not normally parading this around in a room full of vultures from the NME.”
“It’s a dark corner, love. Everybody, including the vultures, is watching the stage, nobody cares about us.” With that Carl claims his lover’s mouth, pushing his tongue in nearly forcefully. Adam moans into Carl’s mouth and responds with equal force, hands working their way up and down Carl’s back, one moving all the way up to grab at dark hair. They are so caught up in their little snogging session that both men do not realize the sound of a camera merrily clicking away.
to be continued? Although I fear it would end up as total crack!fic. At least if I write it exactly the way Mary and I have been talking about it.