As Long As You're Mine
Pairing: Adam/Brad
Author: gingerjustin
Rating: PG
Word Count: 671
Disclaimer: I don't own either of them, obviously.
Warning: I haven't written anything in a while so this might be total suck.
Summary: Adam is practicing for his new role in Wicked.
Notes: Like I said, haven't written in a while so I don't know how quality this is going to be, but I aimed for cute and I think I got it? I was inspired today after finally seeing the version of Wicked Adam was in.
Adam groans as Brad flops back on his back yet again.
“Brad, please. Can you sit up just for a little bit longer? I really want to get this right.” Brad glances up at Adam to see him pouting as he drags a finger lightly over Brad’s thigh. Brad makes a annoyed little sound and slowly sits back up again.
“Babe, we’ve been doing this all day. I don’t know if I can do this much longer.” Yet he puts his hands back in Adams and gets in a kneeling position again. “You do know this is hurting me much more than it hurts you, right?” Adam laughs and pecks Brad on the cheek.
“I swear, only one more time then we’ll be done. I’m aiming for perfection.” And damnit if Adam doesn’t just look so eager, like a little puppy determined to jump up on the couch, even though he’s got adorable tiny little puppy legs-
“Brad.” A slight blush creeps across Brad’s face as he focuses once again on what Adam needs him to do.
And really, it’s not that hard on his part. He just has to sit here and hold hands with Adam on his bed as Adam sings at him, practicing a song for his role in Wicked. And being able to sit and have Adam sing at him is usually one of Brad’s favourite things -it’s why he gets him to sing while they’re having sex sometimes- it’s just that this is the 10th time Adam has wanted to try the song and it’s a long song-
“Bradley!” Adam’s sitting there, shaking his head at Brad, but he’s still wearing one of Brad’s favourite smiles, so he knows Adam’s not that mad. “Just once. One more time. Then we can do whatever you want to do. But I need to get this right.” Adam squeezes Brad’s fingers, and finally Brad nods, trying to get into character for Adam once more. It’s not too hard: desperately in love with Adam, a little girly, with just the right touch of passion. Pretty much how Brad already lives his life day to day.
Adam closes his eyes to focus again and then starts singing his part of the song. He’s got his Fiyero face on now, stroking Brad’s neck as he sings while using his other hand to squeeze Brad’s fingers. And this is hitting Brad in all the right ways. He starts gazing into Adam’s eyes as he sings, admiring how they shine a special kind of blue under the soft light of Brad’s apartment. He kind of forgets to try and stay in character for Adam and starts pulling him closer. When Adam leans in, Brad just naturally closes the gap and kisses Adam while he’s still trying to sing.
“Not yet!” Adam huffs and lets go of Brad’s hands. “You’re supposed to kiss me the second time I lean in, not the first!” Brad just huffs right back.
“It’s not my fault I was getting really into character! I don’t know why she waits so long to kiss you. If it were me, I would already have your clothes off before you hit the second verse.” Brad can see Adam’s still trying to look annoyed, but it’s hard when he’s smiling too because he knows Brad is totally right. “Don’t blame me if I totes fell for your stupid face.” Adam smirks a little as he leans forward.
“You love my stupid face.” Brad scoffs because, ‘obviously, Adam’, but then Adam’s cupping his jaw with both hands and kissing him on purpose this time, and Brad forgets whatever comeback he had lined up on his tongue.
“So, practicing is done?” Adam asks a while later when they break apart, and he should know it’s redundant by this point since Brad’s already got his shirt off and is undoing Adam’s belt.
“Yes, now, kiss me too fiercely, Fiyero!!” Brad squealed, doing his best Elphaba impression as he pulled a giggling Adam down on top of him.
Author: gingerjustin
Rating: PG
Word Count: 671
Disclaimer: I don't own either of them, obviously.
Warning: I haven't written anything in a while so this might be total suck.
Summary: Adam is practicing for his new role in Wicked.
Notes: Like I said, haven't written in a while so I don't know how quality this is going to be, but I aimed for cute and I think I got it? I was inspired today after finally seeing the version of Wicked Adam was in.
Adam groans as Brad flops back on his back yet again.
“Brad, please. Can you sit up just for a little bit longer? I really want to get this right.” Brad glances up at Adam to see him pouting as he drags a finger lightly over Brad’s thigh. Brad makes a annoyed little sound and slowly sits back up again.
“Babe, we’ve been doing this all day. I don’t know if I can do this much longer.” Yet he puts his hands back in Adams and gets in a kneeling position again. “You do know this is hurting me much more than it hurts you, right?” Adam laughs and pecks Brad on the cheek.
“I swear, only one more time then we’ll be done. I’m aiming for perfection.” And damnit if Adam doesn’t just look so eager, like a little puppy determined to jump up on the couch, even though he’s got adorable tiny little puppy legs-
“Brad.” A slight blush creeps across Brad’s face as he focuses once again on what Adam needs him to do.
And really, it’s not that hard on his part. He just has to sit here and hold hands with Adam on his bed as Adam sings at him, practicing a song for his role in Wicked. And being able to sit and have Adam sing at him is usually one of Brad’s favourite things -it’s why he gets him to sing while they’re having sex sometimes- it’s just that this is the 10th time Adam has wanted to try the song and it’s a long song-
“Bradley!” Adam’s sitting there, shaking his head at Brad, but he’s still wearing one of Brad’s favourite smiles, so he knows Adam’s not that mad. “Just once. One more time. Then we can do whatever you want to do. But I need to get this right.” Adam squeezes Brad’s fingers, and finally Brad nods, trying to get into character for Adam once more. It’s not too hard: desperately in love with Adam, a little girly, with just the right touch of passion. Pretty much how Brad already lives his life day to day.
Adam closes his eyes to focus again and then starts singing his part of the song. He’s got his Fiyero face on now, stroking Brad’s neck as he sings while using his other hand to squeeze Brad’s fingers. And this is hitting Brad in all the right ways. He starts gazing into Adam’s eyes as he sings, admiring how they shine a special kind of blue under the soft light of Brad’s apartment. He kind of forgets to try and stay in character for Adam and starts pulling him closer. When Adam leans in, Brad just naturally closes the gap and kisses Adam while he’s still trying to sing.
“Not yet!” Adam huffs and lets go of Brad’s hands. “You’re supposed to kiss me the second time I lean in, not the first!” Brad just huffs right back.
“It’s not my fault I was getting really into character! I don’t know why she waits so long to kiss you. If it were me, I would already have your clothes off before you hit the second verse.” Brad can see Adam’s still trying to look annoyed, but it’s hard when he’s smiling too because he knows Brad is totally right. “Don’t blame me if I totes fell for your stupid face.” Adam smirks a little as he leans forward.
“You love my stupid face.” Brad scoffs because, ‘obviously, Adam’, but then Adam’s cupping his jaw with both hands and kissing him on purpose this time, and Brad forgets whatever comeback he had lined up on his tongue.
“So, practicing is done?” Adam asks a while later when they break apart, and he should know it’s redundant by this point since Brad’s already got his shirt off and is undoing Adam’s belt.
“Yes, now, kiss me too fiercely, Fiyero!!” Brad squealed, doing his best Elphaba impression as he pulled a giggling Adam down on top of him.