Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer Pt. One
Titel: Your voice was the soundtrack of my summer
Author: emorockkid (William's POV) and dramacrumb (Gabe's POV)
Pairing: Gabe Saporta/William Beckett
Rating: Generally R+, PG for this chapter
POV: 3rd, William-centred for this chapter
Summary: The Academy Is... and Cobra Starship are touring together... just like it was all the summers before. There shouldn't be anything different this time, but suddenly, something seems to go different.
Warnings: Language, boy sex, fights etc
Thank you's: Our beloved beta roflkopter , you are always doing such an awesome job and especially that fast! And the lovely dramacrumb for being such an awesome and funny inspiration.
Disclaimer: Of course we can't say that this happened, but who knows? At least it's Gabilliam!
Teaser:
"Say ‘Aah’!" He couldn’t have made this friendly command in a drier way.
"Sisky, chocolate thickens!" I protested, but I couldn’t hide that the effort alone conjured a smile on my lips.
"Say ‘Ahh’, William, or else I’ll find another way of stuffing this into you!"
The slight vibration of my lips that were tightly pressed together managed to distract me a little from staring at my sidekick for the hundredth time and going through my contact list in search of a certain number without any self control.
This lasted for about thirty seconds. Then I heard the mailbox that was burned into my brain after trying to call Gabe for a countless numbers of times. I hung up, frustrated, and continued to hum my wild mix of Same Blood, Snakes On A Plane and One Day Robots Will Cry.
With a loud sigh I rested my chin on my thin forearm and stared out of the window at the landscape which hadn’t changed at all in the past half hour.
"He's been doing that for two hours straight now," I heard Mike say in the next room to one of our bandmates, "If the Cobras don’t show up any time soon, we’ll have to cut him out of the sofa!” Despite his sarcastic words, I knew he was worried about my current state, regarding the fact that we should be on tour with a band that were our closest friends for six weeks.
But Mike couldn’t actually change that either.
I took another look at my watch. I hadn’t heard from Gabe for two hours, forty three minutes and seventeen seconds now. Apparently they had gotten into some massive traffic jam and would be considerably late, but things like that usually didn’t keep Gabe from making our mobile devices glow.
Unheralded, the cushion next to me sunk a bit, telling me that someone sought my company and wanted to try to change my facial expression. When I tilted my head to the side a little, I saw it was Sisky who downright pressed his thigh against mine and held out a piece of chocolate to me at nose level. Inwardly, I had to smirk a bit at that; he always fell back on the same method.
"Say ‘Aah’!" He couldn’t have made this friendly command in a drier way.
"Sisky, chocolate thickens!" I protested, but I couldn’t hide that the effort alone conjured a smile on my lips.
"Say ‘Ahh’, William, or else I’ll find another way of stuffing this into you!"
Alarmed, and definitely taking his threat seriously, I straightened up and took the treat with my teeth, careful enough to not bite his fingertips off.
He took advantage of me chewing for a moment to stuff a second piece into my mouth right away which caused me to cough. His brightly sparkling eyes flashed, shocked.
"Everything's ... all right,” I assured him between chokes, and I bent forward slightly to press my eyelids together.
It was silent for a moment, then my body began to tremble and Sisky seemed to be worried that I was about to burst into tears of desperation - but I was not that sensitive.
Not a second later, I let out a hearty laugh and abruptly raised my gaze to confirm the effect of his therapy to my entertainer. Amused, I pinched his cheek that had paled a few shades, only to stroke the oppressed area afterwards.
"Sometimes I don’t know what I’d do without you,” I almost whispered, but he knew how to take that. As a sign of relief, he simply shoved a third piece of the chocolate into my mouth and ruffled my messy hair with a familiar gesture.
"You really get used to those bastards when you’ve been on tour with them." I expressed what had been on my mind in the way which Sisky had wanted me to; I finally talked about it. He could tell it was stressing me.
Sisky nodded. Then he looked at me, not only from the side but also bent a little forward to catch my gaze.
A chill went down my spine, leaving goose bumps. He had the awkward ability to reason my thoughts and make me aware of their meaning before I got them straight.
"But you haven’t felt this bad whenever you had to abstain from Gabe before," he pointed out, "Mostly it was the other way around, wasn’t it?”
Unnoticed, I winced and inhaled sharply through slightly parted lips for a second. I looked helplessly at Sisky and wished for a miracle of salvation as he frowned. It was not a good sign that my heart was beating this fast.
"Wait," he started, "Don’t tell me you’re-"
Before he could say something more he was interrupted by a pointed scream of joy that definitely came from outside of the bus and sounded just like, "GA-A-A-B-E-E-Y!" with a lot of imagination.
I exhaled heavily and thanked my soul mate for his awfully bad timing.