Fic: Childish (1/1)
Title: Childish
Word Count: No idea. This one's way longer than "Fans and #Glamkilt".
Summary: Kris barely contained a laugh as his boyfriend straddled him, holding Kris' shirt way above where he could grab it.
Rating: PG-13, or lower.
Warnings: Pointless fluff.
Notes: Established relationship, post-Idol.
Kris barely contained a laugh as his boyfriend straddled him, holding Kris' shirt way above where he could grab it.
"Say please."
"Adam, we have to go soon, just give it to me!"
"No, say please!"
"Please."
"Say it like you mean it."
"PLEASE?"
"With a cherry on top?"
"Adam, stop it."
"No."
"You are being childish."
There was a knock on the door.
"Come in!" Adam yelled, still holding Kris down and holding his shirt above his head.
The door opened, and a petite woman with blond hair was revealed. Kris made another grab for his shirt, waving at his mother at the same time.
"Hi, Mama. Adam, give me my shirt or you are going to get it!"
"Aw, fine," Adam said, pouting, getting off Kris and giving him the shirt. Kimberly looked from Kris to Adam and smiled.
"Did I come at a bad time?" she asked, amusement evident in her voice.
Kris just laughed and pecked his boyfriend on the cheek, "Nope. Adam was just being childish."
Word Count: No idea. This one's way longer than "Fans and #Glamkilt".
Summary: Kris barely contained a laugh as his boyfriend straddled him, holding Kris' shirt way above where he could grab it.
Rating: PG-13, or lower.
Warnings: Pointless fluff.
Notes: Established relationship, post-Idol.
Kris barely contained a laugh as his boyfriend straddled him, holding Kris' shirt way above where he could grab it.
"Say please."
"Adam, we have to go soon, just give it to me!"
"No, say please!"
"Please."
"Say it like you mean it."
"PLEASE?"
"With a cherry on top?"
"Adam, stop it."
"No."
"You are being childish."
There was a knock on the door.
"Come in!" Adam yelled, still holding Kris down and holding his shirt above his head.
The door opened, and a petite woman with blond hair was revealed. Kris made another grab for his shirt, waving at his mother at the same time.
"Hi, Mama. Adam, give me my shirt or you are going to get it!"
"Aw, fine," Adam said, pouting, getting off Kris and giving him the shirt. Kimberly looked from Kris to Adam and smiled.
"Did I come at a bad time?" she asked, amusement evident in her voice.
Kris just laughed and pecked his boyfriend on the cheek, "Nope. Adam was just being childish."