Because I'm still sick...
Hey, posting because I'm sick and if I get sick and can't go on the computer you guys will be stuck waiting. And I don't want angry fangirls after me. Even though after I post I probably will have angry fangirls after me. But anyway.
In case you missed it:
My Sweet Prince
Chapter Five:
...i want to hold you more and go to sleep...
At about three thirty, the two men finally stumbled into Ville's room and collapsed on the bed.
Migé was still laughing. "Did you see that girl's face when you took off your shirt and started dancing around the room?"
"Yes," Ville smiled, turning his head to look at Migé. "It was priceless."
Still smiling, they both stared into each other eyes. Neither of them could speak as Ville took Migé’s face in his hands and leaned down to kiss his lips gently. Migé’s heart raced and his head clouded up. He could still taste Jack Daniels on Ville's lips. Ville kept kissing him, gently sliding his tongue into Migé’s mouth. Migé moaned softly, wrapping an arm around Ville's waist. This was more then he could ever have hoped for...but...something bothered him. He tried to ignore it as Ville began kissing harder and moving to press his body against Migé.
Finally, Ville pulled away and looked him in the eyes. "Migé...I've wanted to kiss you for...a long time."
"I know. I...I wanted you to. I wanted...alot of things."
"We could have been together sooner if we had just said something to each other." Ville gently touched Migé's face with his hand. "You know something though? I found out something about myself last night."
"What?"
"Well, it was after I had put Bam in his bed...I realized I liked him. I like him the way I like you."
Migé just stared at Ville in shock. "You...like Bam?"
"Yeah...I know. It's fucking stupid of me...I know he would never love me. But none of that matters now. We have each other." He smiled and pulled Migé into a hug.
Migé's heart ached. Ville liked Bam and thought that he had no chance, but in reality Bam also wanted Ville.
Things...just got worse.
Migé couldn't move. He just let Ville continue to kiss him. Without thinking, he let his own hands drift over Ville's body and move under his shirt. Ville's body shook slightly as Migé's hands ran across his chest. But as Ville's fingers moved to unbutton his pants, Migé stopped him.
"Ville...I have to tell you something..."
"Wha---something?"
"I...I---don't love you."
"Migé, what do you mean? We...and you..." Ville sat up and looked strangely at his best friend.
"I don't love you, Ville."
Disclaimers: (apply for above chapter as well) DO, DK, NH NC-17 Don't kill me. Please. I know I write bad. But I need to live so I can see HIM in concert again. Or something like that. I love you guys. ^_^
My Sweet Prince
Chapter Six:
...even if i can't see you...
"But I love you, Migé. I do, I really do."
"No, you don't. You love Bam."
"But---"
"Ville...you don't even know it. Bam loves you."
Ville stared at him, wide eyed. "Bam...what? This is a fucking joke, right? This better be a fucking joke...if so it's not a very funny one."
"It's not a joke. Bam told me himself. He likes you alot. He's head over heels in love with you. Me and you...it's not love, ok? We're both just lonely and looking for someone..." Migé couldn't find words anymore and looked away so Ville couldn't see the tears in his eyes.
"Migé...stop...I love you...I have loved you for a long time. I want to be with you. Don't do this...don't fucking do this..."
"Get over it..." Migé's voice was shaky. "I don't fucking love you." He left the room before Ville could see him start to cry.
Ville stared at the closed door, his mind not comprehending at all what had just happened. He was lying with his head buried in his pillows a few hours later when Bam knocked on his door.
"Ville?" He walked in. Ville looked up, forgetting that his eyeliner was running down his face from crying. "What happened?" he asked immediately.
"Just...Migé...and you and me...and god, everything's so messed up..."
"You're not making any sense. What's wrong?" Bam asked, worried. He sat down next to Ville and wrapped an arm around his shoulders.
"Bam..." Ville looked down. "I need to know something. I need to know the truth, ok?"
"Yeah, sure anything."
"Do you like me?"
Bam just stared. "Who...told..."
"Please Bam..." Ville looked at him, his green eyes glassy, his face still smeared with eyeliner. "Just answer me."
"Yes. I---I love you."
"Bam, I love you too." Ville said before the younger man could say anything else.
"Wha---are you serious? This isn't...some fucking..." Bam looked around, not believing this was real.
"No. It's the god damn honest truth."
"That still doesn't answer my question. What the hell happened? Why were you..."
"Just...it doesn't matter." He managed a smile for Bam. "This is all so fucking confusing, isn't it?"
Bam could only smile back. "Yeah...fucking crazy." he shook his head. Ville buried his head in Bam's chest before breaking down and sobbing and Bam could only hold Ville in his arms and whisper to him that everything was going to be alright.
Ok pleaseeee review. At least so I know you read it. I love you. Sorry I'm begging for reviews. Hey I'm posting for you people! I should be sleeping. My head is hurting so bad. I have a cold. A really bad one. I still love you. And at least my penguins are keeping me company. Bai bai.
~Joci/Reyire/Sakura~
xxxxxxxxxxooooooooooo
In case you missed it:
My Sweet Prince
Chapter Five:
...i want to hold you more and go to sleep...
At about three thirty, the two men finally stumbled into Ville's room and collapsed on the bed.
Migé was still laughing. "Did you see that girl's face when you took off your shirt and started dancing around the room?"
"Yes," Ville smiled, turning his head to look at Migé. "It was priceless."
Still smiling, they both stared into each other eyes. Neither of them could speak as Ville took Migé’s face in his hands and leaned down to kiss his lips gently. Migé’s heart raced and his head clouded up. He could still taste Jack Daniels on Ville's lips. Ville kept kissing him, gently sliding his tongue into Migé’s mouth. Migé moaned softly, wrapping an arm around Ville's waist. This was more then he could ever have hoped for...but...something bothered him. He tried to ignore it as Ville began kissing harder and moving to press his body against Migé.
Finally, Ville pulled away and looked him in the eyes. "Migé...I've wanted to kiss you for...a long time."
"I know. I...I wanted you to. I wanted...alot of things."
"We could have been together sooner if we had just said something to each other." Ville gently touched Migé's face with his hand. "You know something though? I found out something about myself last night."
"What?"
"Well, it was after I had put Bam in his bed...I realized I liked him. I like him the way I like you."
Migé just stared at Ville in shock. "You...like Bam?"
"Yeah...I know. It's fucking stupid of me...I know he would never love me. But none of that matters now. We have each other." He smiled and pulled Migé into a hug.
Migé's heart ached. Ville liked Bam and thought that he had no chance, but in reality Bam also wanted Ville.
Things...just got worse.
Migé couldn't move. He just let Ville continue to kiss him. Without thinking, he let his own hands drift over Ville's body and move under his shirt. Ville's body shook slightly as Migé's hands ran across his chest. But as Ville's fingers moved to unbutton his pants, Migé stopped him.
"Ville...I have to tell you something..."
"Wha---something?"
"I...I---don't love you."
"Migé, what do you mean? We...and you..." Ville sat up and looked strangely at his best friend.
"I don't love you, Ville."
Disclaimers: (apply for above chapter as well) DO, DK, NH NC-17 Don't kill me. Please. I know I write bad. But I need to live so I can see HIM in concert again. Or something like that. I love you guys. ^_^
My Sweet Prince
Chapter Six:
...even if i can't see you...
"But I love you, Migé. I do, I really do."
"No, you don't. You love Bam."
"But---"
"Ville...you don't even know it. Bam loves you."
Ville stared at him, wide eyed. "Bam...what? This is a fucking joke, right? This better be a fucking joke...if so it's not a very funny one."
"It's not a joke. Bam told me himself. He likes you alot. He's head over heels in love with you. Me and you...it's not love, ok? We're both just lonely and looking for someone..." Migé couldn't find words anymore and looked away so Ville couldn't see the tears in his eyes.
"Migé...stop...I love you...I have loved you for a long time. I want to be with you. Don't do this...don't fucking do this..."
"Get over it..." Migé's voice was shaky. "I don't fucking love you." He left the room before Ville could see him start to cry.
Ville stared at the closed door, his mind not comprehending at all what had just happened. He was lying with his head buried in his pillows a few hours later when Bam knocked on his door.
"Ville?" He walked in. Ville looked up, forgetting that his eyeliner was running down his face from crying. "What happened?" he asked immediately.
"Just...Migé...and you and me...and god, everything's so messed up..."
"You're not making any sense. What's wrong?" Bam asked, worried. He sat down next to Ville and wrapped an arm around his shoulders.
"Bam..." Ville looked down. "I need to know something. I need to know the truth, ok?"
"Yeah, sure anything."
"Do you like me?"
Bam just stared. "Who...told..."
"Please Bam..." Ville looked at him, his green eyes glassy, his face still smeared with eyeliner. "Just answer me."
"Yes. I---I love you."
"Bam, I love you too." Ville said before the younger man could say anything else.
"Wha---are you serious? This isn't...some fucking..." Bam looked around, not believing this was real.
"No. It's the god damn honest truth."
"That still doesn't answer my question. What the hell happened? Why were you..."
"Just...it doesn't matter." He managed a smile for Bam. "This is all so fucking confusing, isn't it?"
Bam could only smile back. "Yeah...fucking crazy." he shook his head. Ville buried his head in Bam's chest before breaking down and sobbing and Bam could only hold Ville in his arms and whisper to him that everything was going to be alright.
Ok pleaseeee review. At least so I know you read it. I love you. Sorry I'm begging for reviews. Hey I'm posting for you people! I should be sleeping. My head is hurting so bad. I have a cold. A really bad one. I still love you. And at least my penguins are keeping me company. Bai bai.
~Joci/Reyire/Sakura~
xxxxxxxxxxooooooooooo