One Fine Day, One Fine Life
Title: One Fine Day, One Fine Life
Pairing: Kris Allen/Adam Lambert
Rating: PG-13 (some language)
Word Count: 1,336
Type: AU (established relationship)
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summary: Kris moves in with Adam.
Beta: claire_kay. I love you!
Author’s Notes: This drabble is a sequel to Firsts and I think that Possibly Maybe I’m Falling for You . It happens about a year after they started dating. However, you don’t need to read those if you don’t want to, this fic could stand alone.
“Where do you want these?” Cale asked as he carried in one of Kris’ boxes. He was helping Kris move into the loft. As luck would have it, Kris didn’t own that much shit, other than a ridiculous amount of plaid shirts and three guitars; two acoustic and one electric, so they’d be done fairly quickly. It’s a good thing that Kris was a minimalist because Adam’s things occupied every single closet and drawer in the place.
“Are those books?” Cale nodded at Adam. “Ok, then just put that box down by the sofa. We’ll find a place for them later.”
“Yeah, Cale put them in that corner. God forbid my boyfriend would make space for my stuff.” Kris teased as he poked Adam on his stomach.
“You knew what you were getting into when you agreed to move in with me so don’t give me any crap, mister.” Adam smiled and leaned in to give Kris a quick peck on the lips.
“Hey, hey. This is not what I signed up for so knock it off or I’m leaving.” Cale frowned and dropped the box of books by the sofa.
“What do you mean? We can’t do this?” Adam licked and then sucked on Kris’ bottom lip.
“No, definitely not that. Cut it out or I’m leaving and you owe me pizza and beer.”
“Fine. Jesus, you’re such a prude.” Adam stood up and as he was about to walk away, Kris patted him in the ass.
“You can’t do that either.” Adam turned, winked at Kris and whispered “later” as Cale shook his head and rolled his eyes.
They finished unloading Kris’ things from Cale’s truck and started unpacking. Kris knew they wouldn’t be done in one day but they could start with the essentials and then order pizza and watch the game on TV. Well, he and Cale would watch the game. Adam would probably try to change the channel and find a million and one ways to distract him.
~~~~~
They were all sitting in the couch watching the game, Kris in between Adam and Cale. Adam was painting his nails and side eyeing both Kris and Cale whenever they would jump off their seats and do a victory dance.
“You don’t dance like that for me.” Adam put the nail polish down on the coffee table and raised his brows as Kris hit his head with a pillow.
“That’s a lie, I did a strip tease for you last Saturday.” Adam leaned into Kris and licked Kris’ neck. “Rawr.”
Cale glared at both of them and leaped up from the sofa. “Ok, that’s it, I’m out of here. It’s like the two of you can’t keep your hands off each other. I’m trying to eat here, for fuck’s sake.” Kris pulled him back into the couch and forced Cale to sit back down.
“You know Cale, you need to lighten up and the best way to do that is to get laid. Is that girlfriend of yours not giving you blowjobs?” Adam uttered in a nonchalant way as he blew on his nails to speed up the drying. Kris burst out laughing.
“Adam…” Kris tried to plead with Adam before he got his ass kicked by Cale.
Cale sneered at Adam. “You really think you’re so funny. You know very well that Kate and I are waiting.”
“Waiting for what exactly? Get laid Cale! I know plenty of girls and guys for that matter, who would give their left nut to give you head. Think about it, buddy. Just say the word and I’ll hook you up.” Adam winked at Cale and Kris was pretty much speechless and in awe of how awesome his boyfriend was because he had never seen that look of horror on Cale’s face and if he was being honest, the whole situation was pretty entertaining.
“You know he’s right…” Kris mouthed covering his face with his hand in an effort to also protect himself from a beating.
“Not you too. And wait…did you say guys?”
Adam smiled at Cale in a way that Kris knew he was up to something. Chin hands was all he could think of. “Yes, Cale guys too. You know Tommy, right?”
“Tommy is..?” Cale asked in suspicion.
“Interested? Yeah.” Adam teased.
“Um…hmm. Of course not, I have a girlfriend.” Cale stood up again abruptly and headed towards the door. “I gotta go, bye.”
“But Cale, what about the pizza?” Kris shouted and doubled over laughing when he heard the door close behind him. Adam shook his head and although he was trying very hard to contain his laughter, he joined Kris.
It took a few long seconds until they were both able to compose themselves. They sat back up next to each other with their legs touching each other.
Adam sighed. “I thought he’d never leave.” He grabbed Kris’ hand and laced their fingers together.
“You are pure evil. A genius, but pure evil. Is Tommy even interested in Cale?”
“I dunno, he’s never said anything to me.” Adam batted his eyelashes and tried to look innocent and all Kris could do was kiss him softly on the lips. Kris pulled away and went back to watching the game. Adam’s face was all the indication he needed to know that this was an unacceptable situation. Kris bit his lower lip trying hard not to burst out laughing yet again.
“What?” Now Kris was trying to look innocent.
Adam was indignant and resorted to pouting. “Seriously? You’re going to watch the game? I just kicked Cale out so we can fuck in our bed for the first time.”
“We’ve had sex in that bed plenty of times. As a matter of fact, if I recall correctly, we fucked in that bed 2 days after I met you.”
Adam opened his eyes wide and gasped. “It was our fifth date. You know very well it was on our fifth date.”
“Sure fifth date, whatever but it was still two days after I met you and I’m pretty positive if I insisted a little bit more, I would have seen and used that bed the same day I met you.” Kris was pretty sure that Adam wanted to wipe the smugness out of his face and he hoped it would be with another kiss.
“Excuse me? I’m not a whore and you’re not that irresistible. You are one cocky little shit, aren’t you? Where is my sweet, cute boyfriend and what have you done with him?” Adam pouted and crossed his arms across his chest, avoiding looking at Kris and pretending to be mad but Kris could see the grin forming in his lips.
“Just calling it as I see it. Besides, all I’m saying is that it didn’t take much convincing did it?” Kris stood up and bent slightly, pointing his ass to Adam and then caressing his butt cheek. “You couldn’t resist all of this.”
Adam pushed Kris away and started walking towards the bedroom, their bedroom and turned around. “Are you coming or what?” Kris had already turned off the TV and was walking over to the stairs.
As he started climbing the stairs, he stopped mid step and looked around his new home and couldn’t believe his good fortune this past year. He was no longer working as a waiter because his band had gotten steady gigs in bars around the city and he no longer needed to supplement his income with another lame job. But the best part of the past year was waiting for him at the top of the stairs, looking at him with so much adoration that Kris often had to pinch himself to confirm that all this happiness was real. He had found the love of his life and for the first time, Kris wanted the whole nine yards: wedding, kids, even a god damn white picket fence. But that would have to wait; he had some important business he needed to take care of.
Pairing: Kris Allen/Adam Lambert
Rating: PG-13 (some language)
Word Count: 1,336
Type: AU (established relationship)
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summary: Kris moves in with Adam.
Beta: claire_kay. I love you!
Author’s Notes: This drabble is a sequel to Firsts and I think that Possibly Maybe I’m Falling for You . It happens about a year after they started dating. However, you don’t need to read those if you don’t want to, this fic could stand alone.
“Where do you want these?” Cale asked as he carried in one of Kris’ boxes. He was helping Kris move into the loft. As luck would have it, Kris didn’t own that much shit, other than a ridiculous amount of plaid shirts and three guitars; two acoustic and one electric, so they’d be done fairly quickly. It’s a good thing that Kris was a minimalist because Adam’s things occupied every single closet and drawer in the place.
“Are those books?” Cale nodded at Adam. “Ok, then just put that box down by the sofa. We’ll find a place for them later.”
“Yeah, Cale put them in that corner. God forbid my boyfriend would make space for my stuff.” Kris teased as he poked Adam on his stomach.
“You knew what you were getting into when you agreed to move in with me so don’t give me any crap, mister.” Adam smiled and leaned in to give Kris a quick peck on the lips.
“Hey, hey. This is not what I signed up for so knock it off or I’m leaving.” Cale frowned and dropped the box of books by the sofa.
“What do you mean? We can’t do this?” Adam licked and then sucked on Kris’ bottom lip.
“No, definitely not that. Cut it out or I’m leaving and you owe me pizza and beer.”
“Fine. Jesus, you’re such a prude.” Adam stood up and as he was about to walk away, Kris patted him in the ass.
“You can’t do that either.” Adam turned, winked at Kris and whispered “later” as Cale shook his head and rolled his eyes.
They finished unloading Kris’ things from Cale’s truck and started unpacking. Kris knew they wouldn’t be done in one day but they could start with the essentials and then order pizza and watch the game on TV. Well, he and Cale would watch the game. Adam would probably try to change the channel and find a million and one ways to distract him.
~~~~~
They were all sitting in the couch watching the game, Kris in between Adam and Cale. Adam was painting his nails and side eyeing both Kris and Cale whenever they would jump off their seats and do a victory dance.
“You don’t dance like that for me.” Adam put the nail polish down on the coffee table and raised his brows as Kris hit his head with a pillow.
“That’s a lie, I did a strip tease for you last Saturday.” Adam leaned into Kris and licked Kris’ neck. “Rawr.”
Cale glared at both of them and leaped up from the sofa. “Ok, that’s it, I’m out of here. It’s like the two of you can’t keep your hands off each other. I’m trying to eat here, for fuck’s sake.” Kris pulled him back into the couch and forced Cale to sit back down.
“You know Cale, you need to lighten up and the best way to do that is to get laid. Is that girlfriend of yours not giving you blowjobs?” Adam uttered in a nonchalant way as he blew on his nails to speed up the drying. Kris burst out laughing.
“Adam…” Kris tried to plead with Adam before he got his ass kicked by Cale.
Cale sneered at Adam. “You really think you’re so funny. You know very well that Kate and I are waiting.”
“Waiting for what exactly? Get laid Cale! I know plenty of girls and guys for that matter, who would give their left nut to give you head. Think about it, buddy. Just say the word and I’ll hook you up.” Adam winked at Cale and Kris was pretty much speechless and in awe of how awesome his boyfriend was because he had never seen that look of horror on Cale’s face and if he was being honest, the whole situation was pretty entertaining.
“You know he’s right…” Kris mouthed covering his face with his hand in an effort to also protect himself from a beating.
“Not you too. And wait…did you say guys?”
Adam smiled at Cale in a way that Kris knew he was up to something. Chin hands was all he could think of. “Yes, Cale guys too. You know Tommy, right?”
“Tommy is..?” Cale asked in suspicion.
“Interested? Yeah.” Adam teased.
“Um…hmm. Of course not, I have a girlfriend.” Cale stood up again abruptly and headed towards the door. “I gotta go, bye.”
“But Cale, what about the pizza?” Kris shouted and doubled over laughing when he heard the door close behind him. Adam shook his head and although he was trying very hard to contain his laughter, he joined Kris.
It took a few long seconds until they were both able to compose themselves. They sat back up next to each other with their legs touching each other.
Adam sighed. “I thought he’d never leave.” He grabbed Kris’ hand and laced their fingers together.
“You are pure evil. A genius, but pure evil. Is Tommy even interested in Cale?”
“I dunno, he’s never said anything to me.” Adam batted his eyelashes and tried to look innocent and all Kris could do was kiss him softly on the lips. Kris pulled away and went back to watching the game. Adam’s face was all the indication he needed to know that this was an unacceptable situation. Kris bit his lower lip trying hard not to burst out laughing yet again.
“What?” Now Kris was trying to look innocent.
Adam was indignant and resorted to pouting. “Seriously? You’re going to watch the game? I just kicked Cale out so we can fuck in our bed for the first time.”
“We’ve had sex in that bed plenty of times. As a matter of fact, if I recall correctly, we fucked in that bed 2 days after I met you.”
Adam opened his eyes wide and gasped. “It was our fifth date. You know very well it was on our fifth date.”
“Sure fifth date, whatever but it was still two days after I met you and I’m pretty positive if I insisted a little bit more, I would have seen and used that bed the same day I met you.” Kris was pretty sure that Adam wanted to wipe the smugness out of his face and he hoped it would be with another kiss.
“Excuse me? I’m not a whore and you’re not that irresistible. You are one cocky little shit, aren’t you? Where is my sweet, cute boyfriend and what have you done with him?” Adam pouted and crossed his arms across his chest, avoiding looking at Kris and pretending to be mad but Kris could see the grin forming in his lips.
“Just calling it as I see it. Besides, all I’m saying is that it didn’t take much convincing did it?” Kris stood up and bent slightly, pointing his ass to Adam and then caressing his butt cheek. “You couldn’t resist all of this.”
Adam pushed Kris away and started walking towards the bedroom, their bedroom and turned around. “Are you coming or what?” Kris had already turned off the TV and was walking over to the stairs.
As he started climbing the stairs, he stopped mid step and looked around his new home and couldn’t believe his good fortune this past year. He was no longer working as a waiter because his band had gotten steady gigs in bars around the city and he no longer needed to supplement his income with another lame job. But the best part of the past year was waiting for him at the top of the stairs, looking at him with so much adoration that Kris often had to pinch himself to confirm that all this happiness was real. He had found the love of his life and for the first time, Kris wanted the whole nine yards: wedding, kids, even a god damn white picket fence. But that would have to wait; he had some important business he needed to take care of.