Alternate scarf fic.
Tommy wasn't used to waking up this early yet. He was more of a night owl.
Opening the balcony doors of the hotel room for some fresh air, he shivered and mumbled a curse.
Seeing a rather cute scarf on the chair in the corner of the room, he picked it up and ran his fingers along it.
Said scarf was soft and it smelled like Adam. He wound it around his neck and stood overlooking the balcony.
Tommy heard the bathroom door open.
"Finally," he remarked, rolling his eyes at the younger male.
"You take forever, y'know."
"Looking this good doesn't come easy," Adam said, smirking.
"Why do you have those doors open? It's freezing!"
Adam wanted to point out that that was his scarf hanging around Tommy's neck, but, truth be told, he had a crush on Tommy and would let him borrow anything of his, including his heart. As long as he would give it back one day or let there be a friendly exchange.
"I needed to wake up. There's no coffee around."
A knock on the door symbolized that it was time to go.
The first thing Tommy did when he arrived at The Early Show was found some coffee. He figured he'd bring Adam a cup, he had borrowed his scarf anyways. He wondered if Adam would even bring that up.
"Thanks for the coffee, scarf stealer," Adam whispered in Tommy's ear, fingers tracing where the scarf didn't cover his neck.
After soundcheck it was time for Adam to face the cold for his interview.
"I'm going to need that scarf back, for now, but I'll let you wear it again for an exchange."
Adam's hot breath was on the back of Tommy's neck and made him involuntarily shiver.
He kissed the back of Tommy's neck and the bit of skin he revealed when he started unwinding the scarf from around his neck.
By the time he finished unraveling the scarf he had turned Tommy around so he was facing him.
Tommy bit his lip, knowing he was like putty in Adam's hands. It happened to the best of us.
The smirk that was ever present on Adam's lips held some special power over anyone he cast his glance upon, but Tommy would gladly be the victim.
As the final piece of fabric fell gracefully off of Tommy's neck, Adam's hand lingered. Adam apparently had a affinity for touching Tommy's neck.
"See you later," Adam whispered, kissing Tommy's ear before sauntering away, leaving Tommy stuck in his place, staring after him.
Opening the balcony doors of the hotel room for some fresh air, he shivered and mumbled a curse.
Seeing a rather cute scarf on the chair in the corner of the room, he picked it up and ran his fingers along it.
Said scarf was soft and it smelled like Adam. He wound it around his neck and stood overlooking the balcony.
Tommy heard the bathroom door open.
"Finally," he remarked, rolling his eyes at the younger male.
"You take forever, y'know."
"Looking this good doesn't come easy," Adam said, smirking.
"Why do you have those doors open? It's freezing!"
Adam wanted to point out that that was his scarf hanging around Tommy's neck, but, truth be told, he had a crush on Tommy and would let him borrow anything of his, including his heart. As long as he would give it back one day or let there be a friendly exchange.
"I needed to wake up. There's no coffee around."
A knock on the door symbolized that it was time to go.
The first thing Tommy did when he arrived at The Early Show was found some coffee. He figured he'd bring Adam a cup, he had borrowed his scarf anyways. He wondered if Adam would even bring that up.
"Thanks for the coffee, scarf stealer," Adam whispered in Tommy's ear, fingers tracing where the scarf didn't cover his neck.
After soundcheck it was time for Adam to face the cold for his interview.
"I'm going to need that scarf back, for now, but I'll let you wear it again for an exchange."
Adam's hot breath was on the back of Tommy's neck and made him involuntarily shiver.
He kissed the back of Tommy's neck and the bit of skin he revealed when he started unwinding the scarf from around his neck.
By the time he finished unraveling the scarf he had turned Tommy around so he was facing him.
Tommy bit his lip, knowing he was like putty in Adam's hands. It happened to the best of us.
The smirk that was ever present on Adam's lips held some special power over anyone he cast his glance upon, but Tommy would gladly be the victim.
As the final piece of fabric fell gracefully off of Tommy's neck, Adam's hand lingered. Adam apparently had a affinity for touching Tommy's neck.
"See you later," Adam whispered, kissing Tommy's ear before sauntering away, leaving Tommy stuck in his place, staring after him.