Show Pony [4/?] AU
Author:kirabella1588
Title: Show Pony
Summary: A 10 Commandments AU. Adam's journey through LA theatre.I might throw in some zshow stuff too. Basically all pre idol Adam stuff is fair game. I do love my pre idol adam (and during/post too!) You have been warned ;)
Pairing: Adam Lambert/Nick Rodriguez (Lambrod?!)
Disclaimer: Fiction. I mean no harm to anyone. This is done FYE :)
Notes: I AM SO SORRY this took me so long! Life kind of knocked me out for a while, this is my shot at 'the swing of things' For the other parts, click the tag :)
The two boys walked in step with each other, making small talk on thier way to the nearest coffee shoppe. Adam hated starbucks now, thanks to a bad first job experience. So, when he needed coffee that he didn't make himself. This occurrence in and of itself was a rarity--Adam was a poor, starving artist in every sense of the word, shitty day job included. Scrimping was something he possessed an odd talent for, simply out of necessity. Take that and couple it with the fact that this was an almost-date? Adam wouldn't set foot in a starbucks. Too noisy, too corporate, too crowded. Too much of everything he despised in this world. Thus, he chose a local out of the way place with a cute French name on a quiet side street.
After seating themselves, the boys studied the menu. Adam didn't normally drink coffee. It stuck in his throat. He decided on iced blueberry tea and glanced over the laminated sheet at Nick, who was engrossed in his menu a little too much. Adam wondered faintly if he was using it to distract himself from looking up--at him. The thought made Adam smirk, his eyes dancing with mirth. "Hey" he said softly, knowing that Nick was jumpy enough to start at something as simple as a voice at normal volume. "Whatcha havin'? My treat."
Nick glanced up at Adam, obviously suprised by his offer. "Really?" he answered softly. "Um. Ok. I'll have the caramel sea salted hot chocolate" he said shyly, ducking his head like a child that wasn't supposed to be in possession of candy.
Unable to keep the amused grin from his face, Adam nodded. "Sounds delish" he purred teasingly, standing and heading off to place the order. A few minutes later Adam set Nick's cup in front of him and tossed the shy guy a wink before heading to his own seat. "So...is this your first show?" He asked lightly.
Nick offered a shy half smile over the rim of his cup as he sipped. "My first paid one, yes. Im excited"
Adam remembered that feeling well. Excitement. Unblemished by time and the ways of the world. He grinned. "You will have the time of your life" he promised, purposely omitting the part about the crash after it was over. He sipped gingerly at his iced tea, unsweetened because sugar stuck to a singer's throat like glue. Looking up, he found Nick studying him curiously and cocked his head "What?"
"I wouldnt have guessed you for an iced tea kinda guy" he said
Adam's mouth formed a crooked smile "Oh? What kinda guy am I?"
Nick shrugged "Um. Some fancy latte or something?"
"Nawh," Adam waved a hand "sticks in a singers throat. I rarely drink coffee, and if I do, its usually black"
Nick's expression brightened inquisitively. "Oh! What do you mean, sticks?"
Adam smiled slightly indulgently and inclined his head toward the cup in Nick's hands. "Try and sing now"
Nick looked down and gave a faint half hearted "la la la" on a random tune. His brow furrowed automatically and he stopped to clear his throat.
"See? Stuck" Adam said, smiling at him again and sipping his tea.
There are other, better ways to make your throat sticky" His mind growled so loudly that he was positive Nick heard. Standing up abruptly, Adam shot the man across from him a grin. "I just remembered, I have somewhere to be. I'll see you at run through?"
Nick looked thouroughly confused. "Uh, sure?" he said, standing too and chucking his used to go cup in the direction of the garbage can.
Adam felt bad, but he was almost positive that his mind was going to betray him in other ways if he stayed much longer. "Cool! Thanks for the conversation, it was lovely. I'll see you then" He skirted the table and clapped a hand on Nick shoulder with one more smile before rushing out the door and trying not to look like thats what he was doing.
Title: Show Pony
Summary: A 10 Commandments AU. Adam's journey through LA theatre.I might throw in some zshow stuff too. Basically all pre idol Adam stuff is fair game. I do love my pre idol adam (and during/post too!) You have been warned ;)
Pairing: Adam Lambert/Nick Rodriguez (Lambrod?!)
Disclaimer: Fiction. I mean no harm to anyone. This is done FYE :)
Notes: I AM SO SORRY this took me so long! Life kind of knocked me out for a while, this is my shot at 'the swing of things' For the other parts, click the tag :)
The two boys walked in step with each other, making small talk on thier way to the nearest coffee shoppe. Adam hated starbucks now, thanks to a bad first job experience. So, when he needed coffee that he didn't make himself. This occurrence in and of itself was a rarity--Adam was a poor, starving artist in every sense of the word, shitty day job included. Scrimping was something he possessed an odd talent for, simply out of necessity. Take that and couple it with the fact that this was an almost-date? Adam wouldn't set foot in a starbucks. Too noisy, too corporate, too crowded. Too much of everything he despised in this world. Thus, he chose a local out of the way place with a cute French name on a quiet side street.
After seating themselves, the boys studied the menu. Adam didn't normally drink coffee. It stuck in his throat. He decided on iced blueberry tea and glanced over the laminated sheet at Nick, who was engrossed in his menu a little too much. Adam wondered faintly if he was using it to distract himself from looking up--at him. The thought made Adam smirk, his eyes dancing with mirth. "Hey" he said softly, knowing that Nick was jumpy enough to start at something as simple as a voice at normal volume. "Whatcha havin'? My treat."
Nick glanced up at Adam, obviously suprised by his offer. "Really?" he answered softly. "Um. Ok. I'll have the caramel sea salted hot chocolate" he said shyly, ducking his head like a child that wasn't supposed to be in possession of candy.
Unable to keep the amused grin from his face, Adam nodded. "Sounds delish" he purred teasingly, standing and heading off to place the order. A few minutes later Adam set Nick's cup in front of him and tossed the shy guy a wink before heading to his own seat. "So...is this your first show?" He asked lightly.
Nick offered a shy half smile over the rim of his cup as he sipped. "My first paid one, yes. Im excited"
Adam remembered that feeling well. Excitement. Unblemished by time and the ways of the world. He grinned. "You will have the time of your life" he promised, purposely omitting the part about the crash after it was over. He sipped gingerly at his iced tea, unsweetened because sugar stuck to a singer's throat like glue. Looking up, he found Nick studying him curiously and cocked his head "What?"
"I wouldnt have guessed you for an iced tea kinda guy" he said
Adam's mouth formed a crooked smile "Oh? What kinda guy am I?"
Nick shrugged "Um. Some fancy latte or something?"
"Nawh," Adam waved a hand "sticks in a singers throat. I rarely drink coffee, and if I do, its usually black"
Nick's expression brightened inquisitively. "Oh! What do you mean, sticks?"
Adam smiled slightly indulgently and inclined his head toward the cup in Nick's hands. "Try and sing now"
Nick looked down and gave a faint half hearted "la la la" on a random tune. His brow furrowed automatically and he stopped to clear his throat.
"See? Stuck" Adam said, smiling at him again and sipping his tea.
There are other, better ways to make your throat sticky" His mind growled so loudly that he was positive Nick heard. Standing up abruptly, Adam shot the man across from him a grin. "I just remembered, I have somewhere to be. I'll see you at run through?"
Nick looked thouroughly confused. "Uh, sure?" he said, standing too and chucking his used to go cup in the direction of the garbage can.
Adam felt bad, but he was almost positive that his mind was going to betray him in other ways if he stayed much longer. "Cool! Thanks for the conversation, it was lovely. I'll see you then" He skirted the table and clapped a hand on Nick shoulder with one more smile before rushing out the door and trying not to look like thats what he was doing.