SOME KIND OF LOVE
TITLE : SOME KIND OF LOVE
DESCRIPTION : fluffy drabble
AUTHOR : 003lastwords
PAIRING : vam <3
POV : third person
DISCLAIMER : i own everything. i own ville, bam and their undying love for each other. even the tattoos on their asses. i own you as well. and your bank account. muhahaha. okay so i lied. i own this story and that's it. oh, and this can of red bull. *drinks*
Ville had forgotten the rule. Never fall asleep at the Margera household.
He was sprawled out on the couch in front of the fireplace down in the pirate bar. His eyes fluttered open, awoken by something touching his cheek. Bam was kneeling in front of the couch, his straight white teeth twisted into a guilty grin. His hands rested under his chin which were propped up by his elbows. Eyeliner rested between his pointer and middle fingers like a cigarette.
"BamBam, I don't like that guilty grin, but I'm quite fond of you on your knees." Ville mumbled as he smirked, stood and stretched.
"Shut up," Bam muttered as he let out a small giggle. "I'm not a fag."
Ville raised his eyebrows and glanced back at Bam.
"Then my name isn't Ville Valo."
"Of course it's not." Bam replied. "It's Willa Walo."
Bam jogged to catch up to Ville who was heading toward the bathroom and nearing the mirror. He put his arms around Ville's waist from behind and stood on his toes to nestle his chin into Ville's collarbone. Ville gazed into the mirror and rolled his eyes. He realized he had hearts with "Bam" written all over his face in eyeliner.
"I hate you Bam." Ville said with a quick laugh.
"Love you too Willa!" Bam replied after letting go of Ville's waist. He ruffled Ville's hair and smacked him in the ass on his way out. Ville smiled as he watched Bam in the mirror until he was out of sight.
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comment? :]
i promise a chapter fic is on it's way.
slowly, but surely.
<333.
DESCRIPTION : fluffy drabble
AUTHOR : 003lastwords
PAIRING : vam <3
POV : third person
DISCLAIMER : i own everything. i own ville, bam and their undying love for each other. even the tattoos on their asses. i own you as well. and your bank account. muhahaha. okay so i lied. i own this story and that's it. oh, and this can of red bull. *drinks*
Ville had forgotten the rule. Never fall asleep at the Margera household.
He was sprawled out on the couch in front of the fireplace down in the pirate bar. His eyes fluttered open, awoken by something touching his cheek. Bam was kneeling in front of the couch, his straight white teeth twisted into a guilty grin. His hands rested under his chin which were propped up by his elbows. Eyeliner rested between his pointer and middle fingers like a cigarette.
"BamBam, I don't like that guilty grin, but I'm quite fond of you on your knees." Ville mumbled as he smirked, stood and stretched.
"Shut up," Bam muttered as he let out a small giggle. "I'm not a fag."
Ville raised his eyebrows and glanced back at Bam.
"Then my name isn't Ville Valo."
"Of course it's not." Bam replied. "It's Willa Walo."
Bam jogged to catch up to Ville who was heading toward the bathroom and nearing the mirror. He put his arms around Ville's waist from behind and stood on his toes to nestle his chin into Ville's collarbone. Ville gazed into the mirror and rolled his eyes. He realized he had hearts with "Bam" written all over his face in eyeliner.
"I hate you Bam." Ville said with a quick laugh.
"Love you too Willa!" Bam replied after letting go of Ville's waist. He ruffled Ville's hair and smacked him in the ass on his way out. Ville smiled as he watched Bam in the mirror until he was out of sight.
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comment? :]
i promise a chapter fic is on it's way.
slowly, but surely.
<333.