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DVD in the making ch8
Title: Digital Versatile Doom in the Making
Author: mortica_69
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Don't know, don't own, never happened.
Summary: In the making of the new HIM DVD, two men discover more about each other than they ever could have hoped
Author's Notes: part one of two for carrie's birthday. I know this is a bit early, but enjoy it hunnie!
previous chapters
Late in the afternoon, with a few hours to kill before the gig, Ville and Bam decided to grab something to eat at a local cafe. Both in full camouflage gear, complete with sunglasses, hats, and coats too big for them, the two men dandered along slowly, arms wrapped around each other, savouring each other’s company with no destractions.
The pair entered a small newsagents on their way to the cafe - Ville needed more cigarettes - only to have their peacefulness shattered by the main headline on most of the tabloids. “FINNISH ROCKSTAR AND SKATER A COUPLE” and “BAM MARGERA GAY?” were among the titles splayed across various front pages, along with a photo of them merely a few hours previously, kissing lightly in the theatre.
Bam’s eyes grew wide as saucers, and as he looked towards his lover he saw the same petrified look in his green orbs. Ville dropped his head into his hands. "This couldn’t have happened at a worse time!” he groaned. Bam laid his head on Ville’s shoulder and rubbed small circles in his back.
“You’ll be fine. You know how loyal your fans are.” He gazed steadily into his lover’s beautiful eyes. “They wouldn’t desert you for the world.” Ville couldn’t help but let a small smile light his features at his lover’s words.
“I know, but what about you? Are your fans so accepting, do you think?” Bam cast his eyes downward. “I- I don’t care Ville. I can do other stuff besides skate. Your music is one of the reasons I live. That’s more important to me than some stupid contract.”
Ville gently lifted the younger boy’s head, and cupped his cheek. “I love you. So, so much.” He pressed his lips to Bam’s, and as the kiss deepened, a cough sounded from behind them. They both turned to see the shopkeeper standing there looking rather embarrassed.
“I know your personal life is none of my business, but-“ Ville quickly apologised to the man for making him feel uncomfortable, and bought his packet of cigarettes before dragging his boyfriend from the store. They decieded to forgo the cafe this time, and quickly headed back to the venue, where they could discuss the day’s events in peace.
***
Jenn sat dumbfounded in her hotel room, staring at the picture of her Bam in the arms of that Finnish bastard. She snarled a string of expletives. This turn of events was only going to complicate matters further. Unless of course, she could get the Finnish man out of the way somehow... Then Bam would be all hers....
Ville fidgeted nervously as he waited backstage fo his cue to come on. Bam kissed his cheek softly, and whispered encouraging endearments into his ear. Eventually, the time came for Ville to go. He kissed Bam one last time and made his way up the stairs to the stage, with a cameraman following his every move.
He could hear the intro to Passion’s Killing Floor being played, and as he walked onto the stage, he felt that this was the moment that would decide his and the rest of the band’s fate. His relief was palpable when he was greeted with nothing but ecstatic cheers from an ecstatic audience. Well, mostly...
***
After a serious amount of ass-kissing and do-you-know-who-I-ams, Jenn was in the theatre, and having pushed her way to the very front with a lot of difficulty, she was finally in the perfect position to carry out her plan. During the chorus of Vampire Heart, when Ville’s eyes were closed and everyone’s full attenton was on them, Jenn slowly pulled a small firearm from her bag...
***
Bam’s eyes widened as, while he was watching his lover from the side of the stage, he spotted someone chillingly familiar in the front row. And she had something small and deadly pointed at his lover...Before he had a chance to get to her, a shot sounded through the theatre, and immediatly after, a certain Finn dropped to the ground with a sickening thud...
Oh god a cliffhanger! I feel awful, but I'd rather do this than let it run on, and besides I'll have the next chapter up asap. That's a promise.
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Author: mortica_69
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Don't know, don't own, never happened.
Summary: In the making of the new HIM DVD, two men discover more about each other than they ever could have hoped
Author's Notes: part one of two for carrie's birthday. I know this is a bit early, but enjoy it hunnie!
previous chapters
Late in the afternoon, with a few hours to kill before the gig, Ville and Bam decided to grab something to eat at a local cafe. Both in full camouflage gear, complete with sunglasses, hats, and coats too big for them, the two men dandered along slowly, arms wrapped around each other, savouring each other’s company with no destractions.
The pair entered a small newsagents on their way to the cafe - Ville needed more cigarettes - only to have their peacefulness shattered by the main headline on most of the tabloids. “FINNISH ROCKSTAR AND SKATER A COUPLE” and “BAM MARGERA GAY?” were among the titles splayed across various front pages, along with a photo of them merely a few hours previously, kissing lightly in the theatre.
Bam’s eyes grew wide as saucers, and as he looked towards his lover he saw the same petrified look in his green orbs. Ville dropped his head into his hands. "This couldn’t have happened at a worse time!” he groaned. Bam laid his head on Ville’s shoulder and rubbed small circles in his back.
“You’ll be fine. You know how loyal your fans are.” He gazed steadily into his lover’s beautiful eyes. “They wouldn’t desert you for the world.” Ville couldn’t help but let a small smile light his features at his lover’s words.
“I know, but what about you? Are your fans so accepting, do you think?” Bam cast his eyes downward. “I- I don’t care Ville. I can do other stuff besides skate. Your music is one of the reasons I live. That’s more important to me than some stupid contract.”
Ville gently lifted the younger boy’s head, and cupped his cheek. “I love you. So, so much.” He pressed his lips to Bam’s, and as the kiss deepened, a cough sounded from behind them. They both turned to see the shopkeeper standing there looking rather embarrassed.
“I know your personal life is none of my business, but-“ Ville quickly apologised to the man for making him feel uncomfortable, and bought his packet of cigarettes before dragging his boyfriend from the store. They decieded to forgo the cafe this time, and quickly headed back to the venue, where they could discuss the day’s events in peace.
***
Jenn sat dumbfounded in her hotel room, staring at the picture of her Bam in the arms of that Finnish bastard. She snarled a string of expletives. This turn of events was only going to complicate matters further. Unless of course, she could get the Finnish man out of the way somehow... Then Bam would be all hers....
Ville fidgeted nervously as he waited backstage fo his cue to come on. Bam kissed his cheek softly, and whispered encouraging endearments into his ear. Eventually, the time came for Ville to go. He kissed Bam one last time and made his way up the stairs to the stage, with a cameraman following his every move.
He could hear the intro to Passion’s Killing Floor being played, and as he walked onto the stage, he felt that this was the moment that would decide his and the rest of the band’s fate. His relief was palpable when he was greeted with nothing but ecstatic cheers from an ecstatic audience. Well, mostly...
***
After a serious amount of ass-kissing and do-you-know-who-I-ams, Jenn was in the theatre, and having pushed her way to the very front with a lot of difficulty, she was finally in the perfect position to carry out her plan. During the chorus of Vampire Heart, when Ville’s eyes were closed and everyone’s full attenton was on them, Jenn slowly pulled a small firearm from her bag...
***
Bam’s eyes widened as, while he was watching his lover from the side of the stage, he spotted someone chillingly familiar in the front row. And she had something small and deadly pointed at his lover...Before he had a chance to get to her, a shot sounded through the theatre, and immediatly after, a certain Finn dropped to the ground with a sickening thud...
Oh god a cliffhanger! I feel awful, but I'd rather do this than let it run on, and besides I'll have the next chapter up asap. That's a promise.
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