Birthday boy
Title: Birthday Boy
Pairing: Kradam
Disclaimer: These are real people they dont belong to me this is all in my mind.
Rating: R
Summary: The top 10 prepare for Adams birthday
A/N: Hey so Im back again. Curse you Kradam! This is in Kris's pov and i might do a sequal if theres any interest. ok so enjoy:D
As a side note, mods can i have a fic tag if it not too much trouble?
It's so early.
The sunlight is just starting to peep through the curtains of the kitchen window, it's that early. So what exactly are the top 10 doing up at this godforsaken hour you might ask. Well that can be blamed on Allison. And... ok fine I helped her, but really, can you blame me? She looked at me all puppy like with those big brown eyes and teenage girl excitement and i just caved. So, yes, with my reluctant help Alli had roped the rest of the top 10, excluding Adam, into walking up at 6-fucking-o'clock in the morning to make a cake and get ready for a party for Adams birthday. To surprise him. Good luck with the surprise part. Not only are the rest of us shitty actors, but Adam is abnormally perceptive. Every time he would see us whispering about planning this thing he would just raise an eyebrow, say "mhmm" and turn away, obviously willing to turn a blind eye on our plans. I think he just didn't want to ruin it for Allison who's become like a little sister to all of us, and is also why most of us are going along with this scheme.
"Ok every one, lets make this cake!" Allison chirps, far to cheerful than she should be this early. She has on a neon pink apron that say Kiss the Cook on it and is prancing about trying to rouse her fellow contestants from there slumped positions at the counter. Matt swats feebly at her and I can see that she is getting ready to go into lecture mode to try and guilt them into helping, so with a sigh, i get up and start helping her.
Once everyone gets up, Allison divides us into two groups. Me, Megan, Anoop and Danny are in charge of decorating the living room, while Scott, Lil, Michael and Matt are in charge of making the cake and Allison goes back and forth between the groups making sure everything is going according to her plans. We start putting up the glittery black and blue decorations trying to make the room as festive as possible with our limited artistic capabilities. Suffice it to say, none of us would ever have a career in interior decorating but when we finish the room it looks pretty good if i do say so myself. There are balloons everywhere, and streamers covered the ceiling and walls. In the middle of the room is a table covered with all of their presents to the singer.
Suddenly we hear a loud noise coming from the kitchen. It sounds kind of like...yelling. Oh shit! We all barge into the kitchen in time to hear the asshole Michael yammering on about how its stupid that they are going through all this trouble for the fag. I see red and am about to crush the condescending bastard but before i can even get a word out, Allison, sweet little Allison takes a cup full of the leftover cake batter and throw it at Michael’s smug face. She is seething and grinds out through gritted teeth "If you ever -EVER- call him that again you won't be able to pee straight for months!"
Michael look has a strange cross of shock and anger on his face and is about to retaliate, when the ever reliable Matt diffuses the situation by dumping a handful flour on top of Megan’s head. "Oops" he quips not looking at all repentant. Megan turns around, eyes flashing, and the food fight it on. Silently thanking god that the cake is safe and sound in the fridge i join in, gleefully aiming food at Michael. This continues, and gets louder and dirtier, with sounds of shrieks and laughter filling the air. We all naturally split into two teams, with me, Allison, Matt, Megan, Scott and Lil on one side while Anoop, Danny and Michael where on the other. I knew it was split like this because of Adam and that the other side weren't as supportive of his choices as we were. This was our chance to safely get back at them for their small cruelties towards the talented man.
Who know how long this would have gone on, but it is cut short by Adam entering the room. He looked absolutely edible with his low slung cotton pants and tight black wife beater. He looked shockingly vulnerable with his unstyled, tousled hair, makeup free face and sleep heavy eyes.
"What’s going on? I heard some-" he started, combing a hand through his locks, when he was interrupted by me accidentally throwing a cup of powder that was supposed to be aimed at Danny, into his face. There is shocked silence and then Adam sputters, blowing out the powder that got into his mouth and rubs his eyes to clear them.
"Er...happy birthday?" I offer, weakly.
We all stand with bated breath, waiting for his reaction. "You?" he asks calmly, glaring at me with piercing blue eyes through a white face, but i can see the amusement glinted in his eyes. I nod and slowly start backing away before turning around into a full out run but he's too fast for me - damn him and his long legs - and he tackles me to the ground, smearing a handful of icing down my cheek while I try to get away. the smiles mischievously at me, winks and then bursts into his infectious laughter. The others take this as a sign that every thing is alright and start laughing as well. Then Allison looks around and says "Shit, the American Idol people ain't gonna be happy about this." Then she shrugs and orders "ok every one, go to your rooms, shower, and be back in 1 hour." The others now better than to argue and start trudging up the stairs. Then she looks down and me and Adam, still on the floor. "That means you two as well, you know."
I can't speak, my brain is to occupied with the feeling of all that glorious weight pushing me into the ground, our groins conveniently flush against each other. "Go upstairs Alli," Adam murmurs, never taking his eyes form mine and Allison huffs and flounces up the stairs with one last holler of "1 hour!" at us. Adam teasingly grinds his cock into mine and i moan. He leans down, pauses to take a lick of the frosting on my face and then whispers seductively in my ear "well if we only have one hour, we better make the most of it." I shudder at the feel of his hot breath at my ear and clutch at his shoulders reflexively. He gives me a lingering, full mouthed kiss, and just when i feel like i am going to explode form that alone he pulls away. He chuckles at my groan of protest, pulls me up and says "Don't worry baby, I’m going finish what i started - and more - in the shower. I promise." Then he winks and is tugging me up the stairs, with me following eagerly, because, really, with a promise like that, who wouldn't?
thanks for reading PLEASE coment, good or bad, im always looking ot improve. Oh ya and let me know if you want a sequel!
The sunlight is just starting to peep through the curtains of the kitchen window, it's that early. So what exactly are the top 10 doing up at this godforsaken hour you might ask. Well that can be blamed on Allison. And... ok fine I helped her, but really, can you blame me? She looked at me all puppy like with those big brown eyes and teenage girl excitement and i just caved. So, yes, with my reluctant help Alli had roped the rest of the top 10, excluding Adam, into walking up at 6-fucking-o'clock in the morning to make a cake and get ready for a party for Adams birthday. To surprise him. Good luck with the surprise part. Not only are the rest of us shitty actors, but Adam is abnormally perceptive. Every time he would see us whispering about planning this thing he would just raise an eyebrow, say "mhmm" and turn away, obviously willing to turn a blind eye on our plans. I think he just didn't want to ruin it for Allison who's become like a little sister to all of us, and is also why most of us are going along with this scheme.
Pairing: Kradam
Disclaimer: These are real people they dont belong to me this is all in my mind.
Rating: R
Summary: The top 10 prepare for Adams birthday
A/N: Hey so Im back again. Curse you Kradam! This is in Kris's pov and i might do a sequal if theres any interest. ok so enjoy:D
As a side note, mods can i have a fic tag if it not too much trouble?
It's so early.
The sunlight is just starting to peep through the curtains of the kitchen window, it's that early. So what exactly are the top 10 doing up at this godforsaken hour you might ask. Well that can be blamed on Allison. And... ok fine I helped her, but really, can you blame me? She looked at me all puppy like with those big brown eyes and teenage girl excitement and i just caved. So, yes, with my reluctant help Alli had roped the rest of the top 10, excluding Adam, into walking up at 6-fucking-o'clock in the morning to make a cake and get ready for a party for Adams birthday. To surprise him. Good luck with the surprise part. Not only are the rest of us shitty actors, but Adam is abnormally perceptive. Every time he would see us whispering about planning this thing he would just raise an eyebrow, say "mhmm" and turn away, obviously willing to turn a blind eye on our plans. I think he just didn't want to ruin it for Allison who's become like a little sister to all of us, and is also why most of us are going along with this scheme.
"Ok every one, lets make this cake!" Allison chirps, far to cheerful than she should be this early. She has on a neon pink apron that say Kiss the Cook on it and is prancing about trying to rouse her fellow contestants from there slumped positions at the counter. Matt swats feebly at her and I can see that she is getting ready to go into lecture mode to try and guilt them into helping, so with a sigh, i get up and start helping her.
Once everyone gets up, Allison divides us into two groups. Me, Megan, Anoop and Danny are in charge of decorating the living room, while Scott, Lil, Michael and Matt are in charge of making the cake and Allison goes back and forth between the groups making sure everything is going according to her plans. We start putting up the glittery black and blue decorations trying to make the room as festive as possible with our limited artistic capabilities. Suffice it to say, none of us would ever have a career in interior decorating but when we finish the room it looks pretty good if i do say so myself. There are balloons everywhere, and streamers covered the ceiling and walls. In the middle of the room is a table covered with all of their presents to the singer.
Suddenly we hear a loud noise coming from the kitchen. It sounds kind of like...yelling. Oh shit! We all barge into the kitchen in time to hear the asshole Michael yammering on about how its stupid that they are going through all this trouble for the fag. I see red and am about to crush the condescending bastard but before i can even get a word out, Allison, sweet little Allison takes a cup full of the leftover cake batter and throw it at Michael’s smug face. She is seething and grinds out through gritted teeth "If you ever -EVER- call him that again you won't be able to pee straight for months!"
Michael look has a strange cross of shock and anger on his face and is about to retaliate, when the ever reliable Matt diffuses the situation by dumping a handful flour on top of Megan’s head. "Oops" he quips not looking at all repentant. Megan turns around, eyes flashing, and the food fight it on. Silently thanking god that the cake is safe and sound in the fridge i join in, gleefully aiming food at Michael. This continues, and gets louder and dirtier, with sounds of shrieks and laughter filling the air. We all naturally split into two teams, with me, Allison, Matt, Megan, Scott and Lil on one side while Anoop, Danny and Michael where on the other. I knew it was split like this because of Adam and that the other side weren't as supportive of his choices as we were. This was our chance to safely get back at them for their small cruelties towards the talented man.
Who know how long this would have gone on, but it is cut short by Adam entering the room. He looked absolutely edible with his low slung cotton pants and tight black wife beater. He looked shockingly vulnerable with his unstyled, tousled hair, makeup free face and sleep heavy eyes.
"What’s going on? I heard some-" he started, combing a hand through his locks, when he was interrupted by me accidentally throwing a cup of powder that was supposed to be aimed at Danny, into his face. There is shocked silence and then Adam sputters, blowing out the powder that got into his mouth and rubs his eyes to clear them.
"Er...happy birthday?" I offer, weakly.
We all stand with bated breath, waiting for his reaction. "You?" he asks calmly, glaring at me with piercing blue eyes through a white face, but i can see the amusement glinted in his eyes. I nod and slowly start backing away before turning around into a full out run but he's too fast for me - damn him and his long legs - and he tackles me to the ground, smearing a handful of icing down my cheek while I try to get away. the smiles mischievously at me, winks and then bursts into his infectious laughter. The others take this as a sign that every thing is alright and start laughing as well. Then Allison looks around and says "Shit, the American Idol people ain't gonna be happy about this." Then she shrugs and orders "ok every one, go to your rooms, shower, and be back in 1 hour." The others now better than to argue and start trudging up the stairs. Then she looks down and me and Adam, still on the floor. "That means you two as well, you know."
I can't speak, my brain is to occupied with the feeling of all that glorious weight pushing me into the ground, our groins conveniently flush against each other. "Go upstairs Alli," Adam murmurs, never taking his eyes form mine and Allison huffs and flounces up the stairs with one last holler of "1 hour!" at us. Adam teasingly grinds his cock into mine and i moan. He leans down, pauses to take a lick of the frosting on my face and then whispers seductively in my ear "well if we only have one hour, we better make the most of it." I shudder at the feel of his hot breath at my ear and clutch at his shoulders reflexively. He gives me a lingering, full mouthed kiss, and just when i feel like i am going to explode form that alone he pulls away. He chuckles at my groan of protest, pulls me up and says "Don't worry baby, I’m going finish what i started - and more - in the shower. I promise." Then he winks and is tugging me up the stairs, with me following eagerly, because, really, with a promise like that, who wouldn't?
thanks for reading PLEASE coment, good or bad, im always looking ot improve. Oh ya and let me know if you want a sequel!
The sunlight is just starting to peep through the curtains of the kitchen window, it's that early. So what exactly are the top 10 doing up at this godforsaken hour you might ask. Well that can be blamed on Allison. And... ok fine I helped her, but really, can you blame me? She looked at me all puppy like with those big brown eyes and teenage girl excitement and i just caved. So, yes, with my reluctant help Alli had roped the rest of the top 10, excluding Adam, into walking up at 6-fucking-o'clock in the morning to make a cake and get ready for a party for Adams birthday. To surprise him. Good luck with the surprise part. Not only are the rest of us shitty actors, but Adam is abnormally perceptive. Every time he would see us whispering about planning this thing he would just raise an eyebrow, say "mhmm" and turn away, obviously willing to turn a blind eye on our plans. I think he just didn't want to ruin it for Allison who's become like a little sister to all of us, and is also why most of us are going along with this scheme.