HAPPY B-DAY TO THE JOE!!!
Title:I don't have one...
Autor:Who do YOU think it is?
Rating:Just fluff...
Paring:M OTP...
Disclaimer:If I owned them I would be making them fuck with birthday hats on right now and posting it on here. Sorry.
So I arrived late? So what? It’s MY birthday. Why do we have to record on MY birthday? It’s my birthday and they are mad at me for showing up late. We’re only half way through the afternoon and I want to get this done. Actually I just want to go out with the guys and get drunk. Sounds good to me.
“Hey babe.” I hear a woman’s voice say. Wait… There weren’t supposed to be women here today. I look over to see none other that that little fucker Brittney. Of course. Mike promised me no girls today. Even Tre promised, and I don’t even really care if she’s around. She’s good for Tre. I wanted to be alone with Mikey today. Great their kissing now. I wonder how long this will last…
****8****
It’s been an hour. I want to leave. Tre came over and asked why I was sulking a few minutes ago. Why wouldn’t I be sulking? I mean this girl came in and took my Mikey away from me. ON MY BIRTHDAY no less. HE fucking PROMISED me! How the fuck could he do this?
***8***
Ok now this is enough. It’s been another thirty minutes. Mike hasn’t even noticed my sulking anymore. This is just too much.
**OFF POV**
Billie got up and walked over to where Brittney and Mike were standing. He walked right up to Brittney and she looked over at him.
“I see her and she’s with him…” He whispered to himself. The he punched her. Not very hard but with enough force that it would knock her backwards. “I turn around and then I’m gone.” He said out loud and then picked up his jacket, and stormed out.
He went to his car and sat down. He didn’t want to go back to an empty house since his wife had recently left him, but he couldn’t stay at the studio after that. All of a sudden Mike came running out of the studio straight to Billies BMW.
“Fuucck.” Billie hissed starting up his car.
Mike waked up to the car and tapped on the window. Billie didn’t think the face he had was an angry one so he rolled down the window. “What do you want?”
“Why’d you punch Brittney?” Mike said resting his arms on the car door. The voice he had was more of an adult talking to a child who’d just colored on some other kid’s paper.
Billie gave him an odd look but couldn’t think of anything to say.
“Ok…” Mike trailed off. “How bout… Well, is what Tre said true? You don’t still like me do you Bill?” Mike said referring to when they were teenagers and Billie had confessed that the liked Mike.
“No Mike I don’t like you…” Billie trailed off and Mike was about to say something else when Billie suddenly stuttered out, “Iloveyou.”
Mike looked at him oddly for a few minutes then finally he replied. “Billie, I love you too.” Then he leaned through the window and kissed Billie. “But did you really have to punch her? Even you don’t punch very hard.” Mike giggled out.
Billie punched him in the arm and then pulled him back in for another kiss.
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So what'd you think for B-day fluff?
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE BEST FUCKIN FRONTMAN EVER!!!!
The only 34 year old who can still kiss guys and masterbate on stage and it's still fucking hot.
CHEERS! *raises glass of cheech*
Autor:Who do YOU think it is?
Rating:Just fluff...
Paring:M OTP...
Disclaimer:If I owned them I would be making them fuck with birthday hats on right now and posting it on here. Sorry.
So I arrived late? So what? It’s MY birthday. Why do we have to record on MY birthday? It’s my birthday and they are mad at me for showing up late. We’re only half way through the afternoon and I want to get this done. Actually I just want to go out with the guys and get drunk. Sounds good to me.
“Hey babe.” I hear a woman’s voice say. Wait… There weren’t supposed to be women here today. I look over to see none other that that little fucker Brittney. Of course. Mike promised me no girls today. Even Tre promised, and I don’t even really care if she’s around. She’s good for Tre. I wanted to be alone with Mikey today. Great their kissing now. I wonder how long this will last…
****8****
It’s been an hour. I want to leave. Tre came over and asked why I was sulking a few minutes ago. Why wouldn’t I be sulking? I mean this girl came in and took my Mikey away from me. ON MY BIRTHDAY no less. HE fucking PROMISED me! How the fuck could he do this?
***8***
Ok now this is enough. It’s been another thirty minutes. Mike hasn’t even noticed my sulking anymore. This is just too much.
**OFF POV**
Billie got up and walked over to where Brittney and Mike were standing. He walked right up to Brittney and she looked over at him.
“I see her and she’s with him…” He whispered to himself. The he punched her. Not very hard but with enough force that it would knock her backwards. “I turn around and then I’m gone.” He said out loud and then picked up his jacket, and stormed out.
He went to his car and sat down. He didn’t want to go back to an empty house since his wife had recently left him, but he couldn’t stay at the studio after that. All of a sudden Mike came running out of the studio straight to Billies BMW.
“Fuucck.” Billie hissed starting up his car.
Mike waked up to the car and tapped on the window. Billie didn’t think the face he had was an angry one so he rolled down the window. “What do you want?”
“Why’d you punch Brittney?” Mike said resting his arms on the car door. The voice he had was more of an adult talking to a child who’d just colored on some other kid’s paper.
Billie gave him an odd look but couldn’t think of anything to say.
“Ok…” Mike trailed off. “How bout… Well, is what Tre said true? You don’t still like me do you Bill?” Mike said referring to when they were teenagers and Billie had confessed that the liked Mike.
“No Mike I don’t like you…” Billie trailed off and Mike was about to say something else when Billie suddenly stuttered out, “Iloveyou.”
Mike looked at him oddly for a few minutes then finally he replied. “Billie, I love you too.” Then he leaned through the window and kissed Billie. “But did you really have to punch her? Even you don’t punch very hard.” Mike giggled out.
Billie punched him in the arm and then pulled him back in for another kiss.
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So what'd you think for B-day fluff?
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO THE BEST FUCKIN FRONTMAN EVER!!!!
The only 34 year old who can still kiss guys and masterbate on stage and it's still fucking hot.
CHEERS! *raises glass of cheech*