Peeling Away the Memories
Title: Peeling Away the Memories
Author: Tas (tasyfa)
Characters: Billie/Mike
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG13
Disclaimer: I own only the words; the people own themselves and the events are fictitious.
Summary: Real memories made with friends are the best kind.
Author's Notes: Inspired by the photo accompanying the RollingStone.com article and the associated video.
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The shoot left Billie cold inside and out; feeling weird about giving such a personal interview when he hadn't done anything recently, not publicly, anyway. He found himself laughing about it later at Mike's, warm blue eyes chasing away the chill of peeling paint and broken instruments.
"It was deconstructed, dude. Belt on the dresser, no sheets on the bed, shit like that - like an artificial memory made up of places we crashed way back in the beginning."
Mike's grin became positively lascivious. "Except back then, your belt'd still be in your jeans and they'd've both been on the floor."
Author: Tas (tasyfa)
Characters: Billie/Mike
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG13
Disclaimer: I own only the words; the people own themselves and the events are fictitious.
Summary: Real memories made with friends are the best kind.
Author's Notes: Inspired by the photo accompanying the RollingStone.com article and the associated video.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
The shoot left Billie cold inside and out; feeling weird about giving such a personal interview when he hadn't done anything recently, not publicly, anyway. He found himself laughing about it later at Mike's, warm blue eyes chasing away the chill of peeling paint and broken instruments.
"It was deconstructed, dude. Belt on the dresser, no sheets on the bed, shit like that - like an artificial memory made up of places we crashed way back in the beginning."
Mike's grin became positively lascivious. "Except back then, your belt'd still be in your jeans and they'd've both been on the floor."