Woah. My First Crossover.
Title: Skittles: Taste The Rainbow.
Author: Seven... well, Me.
Rating: PG.
Pairing: Mike/Adam Lazzara [[Taking Back Sunday]].
Disclaimer: Not real, don't sue. Fan Fiction.
Summary: Mike and Adam find each other in a bar and catch up.
Dedications: x0x_whatsername for being my wifey and making me write. jimmy_tinsel because she's awesome, and she's now my second wifey. I love them both. <3
Mike slowly walked into the bar and quickly ducked into the darkness, not wanting to be recognized. He glanced around and noticed a face he somewhat remembered. He swiftly walked over to the shaded table.
"Adam, right?"
The person looked up, "Yeah- Oh hey, Mike. I haven't talked to you since that one awards thing or whatever."
"I know, it's been a while. Mind if I join you?"
"Not at all." Adam replied, spreading his arm and motioning to the seat across from him. Mike sat down and called for a beer. The night went on and they talked like old friends. Their laughter was ringing through the pub and their smiles were broad. After a few hours, numbers had been exchanged and they were preparing to leave. It was so innocent, the way Adam's hand brushed against Mike's, so accidental, in Mike's eyes.
They paid their tabs and walked out together, making closing comments and both discovering the other hadn't brought a car.
"I'm staying at the Hilton." They both explained at the same time. The alcohol running through their system caused them to both break out in a fit of drunken giggles. Mike stopped laughing first and they walked for another three minutes before Adam stopped laughing and tried to catch his breath.
"What was so funny?" Mike asked.
"What do you mean? I'm not laughing."
"No, you're not... why did you tell me you weren't? I can tell."
"I told you I wasn't? Wasn't what?"
"I don't remember." Mike sighed. Adam sighed louder. Mike coughed. Adam coughed louder. Then, the giggles pursued again, this time leaving Adam rolling on the lobby floor. However, they were soon asked to get to their rooms and Mike was forced to grab Adam's arms and drag him there due to Adam's stubbornness. Mike located Adam's room after Adam gave him directions that took him to the hotel roof, down the first floor and finally to his room. He fished the key out of Adam's pocket while Adam tried to swim across the hotel carpet in the hallway.
"Get in bed." Mike hollered while Adam clawed at the chair.
"I don't want to!"
"Now!" Mike said, prying Adam off the chair and getting him to sit on the bed, "I'm going now. I have to sleep. Good night."
Adam stood up and ran to the door, "Don't leave me!"
Mike rolled his eyes, "My God. Get out of the way."
"No." Adam yelled, stomping his foot, "No way, Jose!"
"It's Mike, not Jose, and let me out."
Adam leaned forward, the alcohol on his breath tingling Mike's nose, "What if I don't want you to go?"
“I, uhm-“
Adam chuckled a little and looked down, “Have you ever been with a guy before?”
Mike’s voce wavered, “I- No. I’m not- I don’t swing that way. I’m straight.”
Adam looked back up smiling, “Being with a guy is like,” Adam pulled away, “Like skittles.”
“Skittles?”
Adam leaned forward and kissed Mike, his tongue begging for access to Mike’s mouth, which he was granted. He pulled away, “Skittles… taste the rainbow.”
Rifinito.
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My first crossover. I thought it only proper to post this the day after my Taking Back Sunday concert... which was AMAZING.
I met Ben Jorgensen from Armor For Sleep. He's an awesome guy, I took my picture with him and he autographed my shirt. =D
Author: Seven... well, Me.
Rating: PG.
Pairing: Mike/Adam Lazzara [[Taking Back Sunday]].
Disclaimer: Not real, don't sue. Fan Fiction.
Summary: Mike and Adam find each other in a bar and catch up.
Dedications: x0x_whatsername for being my wifey and making me write. jimmy_tinsel because she's awesome, and she's now my second wifey. I love them both. <3
Mike slowly walked into the bar and quickly ducked into the darkness, not wanting to be recognized. He glanced around and noticed a face he somewhat remembered. He swiftly walked over to the shaded table.
"Adam, right?"
The person looked up, "Yeah- Oh hey, Mike. I haven't talked to you since that one awards thing or whatever."
"I know, it's been a while. Mind if I join you?"
"Not at all." Adam replied, spreading his arm and motioning to the seat across from him. Mike sat down and called for a beer. The night went on and they talked like old friends. Their laughter was ringing through the pub and their smiles were broad. After a few hours, numbers had been exchanged and they were preparing to leave. It was so innocent, the way Adam's hand brushed against Mike's, so accidental, in Mike's eyes.
They paid their tabs and walked out together, making closing comments and both discovering the other hadn't brought a car.
"I'm staying at the Hilton." They both explained at the same time. The alcohol running through their system caused them to both break out in a fit of drunken giggles. Mike stopped laughing first and they walked for another three minutes before Adam stopped laughing and tried to catch his breath.
"What was so funny?" Mike asked.
"What do you mean? I'm not laughing."
"No, you're not... why did you tell me you weren't? I can tell."
"I told you I wasn't? Wasn't what?"
"I don't remember." Mike sighed. Adam sighed louder. Mike coughed. Adam coughed louder. Then, the giggles pursued again, this time leaving Adam rolling on the lobby floor. However, they were soon asked to get to their rooms and Mike was forced to grab Adam's arms and drag him there due to Adam's stubbornness. Mike located Adam's room after Adam gave him directions that took him to the hotel roof, down the first floor and finally to his room. He fished the key out of Adam's pocket while Adam tried to swim across the hotel carpet in the hallway.
"Get in bed." Mike hollered while Adam clawed at the chair.
"I don't want to!"
"Now!" Mike said, prying Adam off the chair and getting him to sit on the bed, "I'm going now. I have to sleep. Good night."
Adam stood up and ran to the door, "Don't leave me!"
Mike rolled his eyes, "My God. Get out of the way."
"No." Adam yelled, stomping his foot, "No way, Jose!"
"It's Mike, not Jose, and let me out."
Adam leaned forward, the alcohol on his breath tingling Mike's nose, "What if I don't want you to go?"
“I, uhm-“
Adam chuckled a little and looked down, “Have you ever been with a guy before?”
Mike’s voce wavered, “I- No. I’m not- I don’t swing that way. I’m straight.”
Adam looked back up smiling, “Being with a guy is like,” Adam pulled away, “Like skittles.”
“Skittles?”
Adam leaned forward and kissed Mike, his tongue begging for access to Mike’s mouth, which he was granted. He pulled away, “Skittles… taste the rainbow.”
Rifinito.
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My first crossover. I thought it only proper to post this the day after my Taking Back Sunday concert... which was AMAZING.
I met Ben Jorgensen from Armor For Sleep. He's an awesome guy, I took my picture with him and he autographed my shirt. =D