Title: Celebrity Pass
Characters: Band centric [Simple Plan]
Rating: PG
Category: Comedy
Warning: Slash, Mostly Dialogue
Pairing: Pierre/Chuck
Note: Yet another Birthday fic!
Dedication:
iwontbedenied. Because I felt like writing you something else. Happy Birthday, hon.
Summary: [Standalone]
Zach Braff is some eye candy.
Disclaimer: I do not own the boys of Simple Plan.
I only suspect and wish that this is true.
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Celebrity Pass
"So, how was your Birthday?" Pierre asked as he walked over to the hotel bed and slid under the comforter.
Giving a sigh, Chuck looked over to the man at his side and nodded. "It was alright."
"Just alright?" He chuckled and shook his head. "It's your Birthday, man. Your most important holiday of the year. Why don't you lighten up a little?"
Chuck turned his head, giving Pierre a smart look. Suddenly plastering a smile onto his face and speaking in an overly-enthusiastic voice. "Oh, my God, Pierre! It's my Birthday! I'm a whole year older!"
"You are such a bad liar," Pierre chuckled and shook his head. "It wasn't so bad though, was it?"
"No, I suppose not."
"What present do you think you liked best?" He grinned.
He shook his head, chuckling. "I think it was the Scrubs DVDs."
Pierre shook his head and scoffed. "What is it with you and that show?"
"It's funny!" Chuck defended. With a soft pout he crossed his arms over his chest. "And besides, Zach Braff is fun to watch."
Rolling his eyes, Pierre shook his head and leaned over Charles. "I swear, you'd lick him up like the eye candy you stare at him as." Receiving a small chortle he continued his moving until he was straddling his friend. "Probably more if you got the chance."
"No," Chuck replied teasingly. "I know better than to do that to you."
With a nod, Pierre bit his lip thoughtfully as he looked down at his boyfriend. "So... How about if I said you could?"
His eyebrows rose and a smirk appeared almost instantly on Chuck's face. "Yeah?" He faltered for a moment, "Wait. Why?"
He shrugged. "It's one of those things I can tell you'd like jump for if it was dangling in front of you." A smirk, "Like one of those carrot-on-a-string tricks."
"Nice analogy but I don't think that's horses."
"I love how that joke has grown on you." Pierre leaned forward and planted a kiss to his lips. "But, yes. We can make it like one of those things where you get one celebrity you could possibly have an affair with, and I don't get angry."
"You know that's something non-famous people do because they know there's not a chance in hell they'd ever meet the celebrities they picked." He chuckled and shook his head, looking back up at Pierre. "I suppose you'd have one too?"
"Of course I'd get one," he smiled nonchalantly. "Tyson Ritter."
Chuck's gaze stayed still for a moment. "Don't mess with me like that, we're going on tour with them in a month."
"What do you care? That means you get to seek out and bang your doctor."
"Hmm, you're right. I think we can work with this arrangement."
"Good to know," Pierre nodded and leaned in for a deeper kiss than they'd shared before.
Chuck smirked, "Oh, does this mean I get my Birthday Sex now?"
Laughing, Pierre pushed him flat onto his back and kissed his neck playfully. "Maybe."
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