Combined Effort Part 2
Chapter Idea by vincents_heart
Rating pffts. who knows?
Pairing Well in this chapter, atleast VAM until I get another FC-er
Summary Bam's first real job lands him at a local skate shop where he meets a handsom Finn named Ville. Can something become of the two as Ville tries to get his band off the ground?
A/Ns This is a "You Choose What Happens Next" kinda fic. Want your idea to be in the next chapter? FC! I know the summary isnt the best but I'm using what I got.
Derrick left for the road, trusting Bam to not destroy his store. Ville sat on a stool that sat behind the counter, watching Bam restock shoes on the other end of the shop. The day had gone easy enough; Bam had shown Ville where everything went, and had him doing basically everything.
Ville looked at his watch.
"Um, Bam?" he said shyly. Bam looked up from the boxes of shoes he was shelving. He met Ville's eyes, and a shock went through his spine. God he has gorgeous eyes. he thought to himself, but Ville interupted his thoughts.
"Derrick said I could leave at four thirty. I have band practice, you see." he explained. That caught Bam's attention. He stood up, looking at the Finn curiously.
"Band practice huh? What kind of music?"
Ville bluched a bit.
"Nothing to heavy. It's just me and a few of my mates. I'm the vocalist. We're called His Infernal Majesty, but everything says HIM."
Bam walked over to the counter, leaning on his elbow as Ville spoke.
"Awsome. I'd like to hear you sometime."
This made Ville blush an even deeper shade of red. He smiled.
"Anyway, I have to get going. I have to be at Linde's by five, and its already four thirty."
Bam nodded. Ville grabbed his jacket from behind the counter and walked towards the door. He had a black fingernailed hand on the handle as Bam reached his arm out.
"Wait!" he said. Ville turned around, and Bam's hand touched his chest.
"Yes?'
"Me and some friends are going out tonight, and I was wondering if maybe you and your friends would like to join us?"
A smile crossed Ville's perfect lips. He nodded.
"Sure. When and where?"
Bam grabbed a pen from a cup on the counter and wrote it on Ville's wrist. Ville looked at it, and smiled at Bam. Automatically, Bam's heart skipped a few more beats. Ville turned and walked out the door, leaving only the smell of his ciggarettes behind.
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"Ville, your late." Linde said as the dark haired angel slipped inside the guitarist's appartment. Ville rolled his eyes, and sat down on a plush chair. The blonde sat across from him, lightly strumming his guitar. Mige and Burton sat, sharing a beer. Gas was nowhere to be seen.
"It's not my fault. I was at work."
Mige spit beer across the room at the last word.
"You? A job?" he marvelled. Ville rolled his eyes again.
"Yes, Mizze I have a job."
Linde handed him a bottle of water.
"Who would hire you?"
A chuckle escaped Ville's lips as he accepted the bottle.
"If you must know, my fair Mikko, a skate shop across town."
Linde grimaced at the use of his real name and sat back in his chair.
"What's that on your hand Ville?" Burton inquired. Ville turned his hand over, scannig the ink.
"That is an invitation to go out tonight, kultas. After practice, we have been asked to go drinking with a guy from work."
"Awwwww do we have to?" Gas whined as he walked into the room from the bedroom. Ville smiled.
"Yes, Gas. It would be rude if we didn't."
Gas groaned and sat down, a pair of drumsticks in his hand.
"Well," Mige said. "This is a band practice. Let's get this started then."
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Bam, Dunn, Raab, Dico, and Novak sat in a corner table in a bar downtown. They each had been supplied with by the bartender. Bam's older brother Jesse was friends with him, so they never got check for ids. Dunn looked around, noticing all the room.
"Bam," he said. "why is there so much room?"
"Becuase, dickhead. I'm waiting for some people."
Dunn opened his mouth to reply, but Bam jumped up when Ville walked over to the table. A group of guys followed behind.
"Ville, this is Dunn, Novak, Dico, and Raab. Guys, this is Ville."
The guys waved at Ville, who turned towards his friends.
"This is Mige, Linde, Gas, and Burton."
The Finns all waved shyly to the other guys. Bam ushered them into the booth, before sitting himself beside Ville. A waitress came over to them, collecting orders.
An hour later, Bam nad Ville were wasted beyond belief. Bam had his head in Ville's lap, having just drank five shots of vodka consecutively.
"Bammie, can I ask you a question?" Ville slurred. Bam sat up.
"What's with the name, Wille?" he slurred back. Ville shrugged. Bam pouted at him for a moment, the burst into giggles.
"Hey!" Ville protested, faking looking offended. Bam placed his hands on Ville's cheeks, pulling them into a smile.
"What do you want to know Willa?"
"Are you inclined towards penis?"
Bam looked at his in shock for a moment, then burst into giggles.
"You said the P word!" he said between laughs. Ville started to laugh. The a tall, slightly over-weight man came over to the table.
"Okay, Brandon. You've had enough for tonight. Time to leave."
He helped Bam get up and him and the guys walked outside. Bam and Ville walked over to the neon sign by the road.
"I dunno." Bam said suddenly.
"Huh?" Ville replied, trying to light a ciggarette. He puckered his lips with the cigarette between them, holding the lighter at arms length.
"I said I dunno. I don't know if I'm gay or not."
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That's all for tongiht loves! Let's see who gets FC this time!
Rating pffts. who knows?
Pairing Well in this chapter, atleast VAM until I get another FC-er
Summary Bam's first real job lands him at a local skate shop where he meets a handsom Finn named Ville. Can something become of the two as Ville tries to get his band off the ground?
A/Ns This is a "You Choose What Happens Next" kinda fic. Want your idea to be in the next chapter? FC! I know the summary isnt the best but I'm using what I got.
Derrick left for the road, trusting Bam to not destroy his store. Ville sat on a stool that sat behind the counter, watching Bam restock shoes on the other end of the shop. The day had gone easy enough; Bam had shown Ville where everything went, and had him doing basically everything.
Ville looked at his watch.
"Um, Bam?" he said shyly. Bam looked up from the boxes of shoes he was shelving. He met Ville's eyes, and a shock went through his spine. God he has gorgeous eyes. he thought to himself, but Ville interupted his thoughts.
"Derrick said I could leave at four thirty. I have band practice, you see." he explained. That caught Bam's attention. He stood up, looking at the Finn curiously.
"Band practice huh? What kind of music?"
Ville bluched a bit.
"Nothing to heavy. It's just me and a few of my mates. I'm the vocalist. We're called His Infernal Majesty, but everything says HIM."
Bam walked over to the counter, leaning on his elbow as Ville spoke.
"Awsome. I'd like to hear you sometime."
This made Ville blush an even deeper shade of red. He smiled.
"Anyway, I have to get going. I have to be at Linde's by five, and its already four thirty."
Bam nodded. Ville grabbed his jacket from behind the counter and walked towards the door. He had a black fingernailed hand on the handle as Bam reached his arm out.
"Wait!" he said. Ville turned around, and Bam's hand touched his chest.
"Yes?'
"Me and some friends are going out tonight, and I was wondering if maybe you and your friends would like to join us?"
A smile crossed Ville's perfect lips. He nodded.
"Sure. When and where?"
Bam grabbed a pen from a cup on the counter and wrote it on Ville's wrist. Ville looked at it, and smiled at Bam. Automatically, Bam's heart skipped a few more beats. Ville turned and walked out the door, leaving only the smell of his ciggarettes behind.
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"Ville, your late." Linde said as the dark haired angel slipped inside the guitarist's appartment. Ville rolled his eyes, and sat down on a plush chair. The blonde sat across from him, lightly strumming his guitar. Mige and Burton sat, sharing a beer. Gas was nowhere to be seen.
"It's not my fault. I was at work."
Mige spit beer across the room at the last word.
"You? A job?" he marvelled. Ville rolled his eyes again.
"Yes, Mizze I have a job."
Linde handed him a bottle of water.
"Who would hire you?"
A chuckle escaped Ville's lips as he accepted the bottle.
"If you must know, my fair Mikko, a skate shop across town."
Linde grimaced at the use of his real name and sat back in his chair.
"What's that on your hand Ville?" Burton inquired. Ville turned his hand over, scannig the ink.
"That is an invitation to go out tonight, kultas. After practice, we have been asked to go drinking with a guy from work."
"Awwwww do we have to?" Gas whined as he walked into the room from the bedroom. Ville smiled.
"Yes, Gas. It would be rude if we didn't."
Gas groaned and sat down, a pair of drumsticks in his hand.
"Well," Mige said. "This is a band practice. Let's get this started then."
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Bam, Dunn, Raab, Dico, and Novak sat in a corner table in a bar downtown. They each had been supplied with by the bartender. Bam's older brother Jesse was friends with him, so they never got check for ids. Dunn looked around, noticing all the room.
"Bam," he said. "why is there so much room?"
"Becuase, dickhead. I'm waiting for some people."
Dunn opened his mouth to reply, but Bam jumped up when Ville walked over to the table. A group of guys followed behind.
"Ville, this is Dunn, Novak, Dico, and Raab. Guys, this is Ville."
The guys waved at Ville, who turned towards his friends.
"This is Mige, Linde, Gas, and Burton."
The Finns all waved shyly to the other guys. Bam ushered them into the booth, before sitting himself beside Ville. A waitress came over to them, collecting orders.
An hour later, Bam nad Ville were wasted beyond belief. Bam had his head in Ville's lap, having just drank five shots of vodka consecutively.
"Bammie, can I ask you a question?" Ville slurred. Bam sat up.
"What's with the name, Wille?" he slurred back. Ville shrugged. Bam pouted at him for a moment, the burst into giggles.
"Hey!" Ville protested, faking looking offended. Bam placed his hands on Ville's cheeks, pulling them into a smile.
"What do you want to know Willa?"
"Are you inclined towards penis?"
Bam looked at his in shock for a moment, then burst into giggles.
"You said the P word!" he said between laughs. Ville started to laugh. The a tall, slightly over-weight man came over to the table.
"Okay, Brandon. You've had enough for tonight. Time to leave."
He helped Bam get up and him and the guys walked outside. Bam and Ville walked over to the neon sign by the road.
"I dunno." Bam said suddenly.
"Huh?" Ville replied, trying to light a ciggarette. He puckered his lips with the cigarette between them, holding the lighter at arms length.
"I said I dunno. I don't know if I'm gay or not."
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That's all for tongiht loves! Let's see who gets FC this time!