Title: All Gone Wrong, But Oh So Right
Rating: PG
Summary: Adam is talked into pranking Kris. Things don’t go just as he planned.
Warnings: Corny ending is corny. That's about it.
Notes: More ridiculous, random, totally unnecessary fluff.
There he was, his prey. Completely unaware of what was about to happen. He licked his lips, tongue grazing over sharp canines, then stalked out. He tip-toed his way through the crowd, moving closer to his prey. Just a few more steps and he’d be close enough.
Adam smirked around his fangs and wrapped his hands around Kris’ arm, diving in to bite. He was only a few inches away, and he could almost taste victory, when something hit him hard in the nose and sent him sprawling back onto the ground.
“Oh crap, dude, I’m sorry!” Kris spun around, holding his hands out to help Adam up. “People have been trying this crap all day, it’s kinda a knee jerk reaction, now.”
Adam blinked at Kris for a moment then tilted his head back far enough to see Tommy, clutching his sides and crying through fits of laughter. He was so going to get it after this.
With a sigh Adam moved up onto his feet with Kris’ help and held his sore nose, checking for blood. He had the perfect makeup and everything, he did not need it ruined due to some prank gone bad.
“Come on, I’ll fix you up somewhere we won’t have to worry about getting hit by any wayward elbows or anything.” They managed to get to the bathroom through all the writhing bodies and Kris practically forced Adam onto the side of the tub. Before he could complain about being coddled, though, Kris had a cool rag in his hand and was sitting in his lap. With all that Kris Allen in his lap he couldn’t really find much to complain about at the moment.
He shivered as Kris gently cocooned the cloth around the sore area. A few minutes of that with Kris carding his fingers through black hair and Adam’s heart was in danger of escaping and dancing in the streets. Kris pulled the cloth away and smiled, pressing a light kiss to the tip of Adam’s nose. “Better?”
He nodded slowly, swallowing as Kris didn’t move off his lap and just tossed the cloth into the hamper across the room. He turned back with a huge, ear-to-ear grin and wrapped his arms around Adam, curling up so his head fit in that perfect place between his jaw and shoulder.
Adam honestly wouldn’t mind getting socked by Kris everyday for the rest of his life if it always ended up like this. He smiled and shifted off of the tub onto the carpet in front of it and pulled Kris a little closer when his arms wrapped around him.
“Dammit!” Adam blinked a looked up when he heard Tommy, then chuckled as he heard him stomping away yelling something about a bet. He looked down at Kris, who was conked out against him, a small, wistful smile curling his lips. He rolled his eyes, that boy was a proverbial cat in how easy he could fall asleep.
He moved a hand up to pull out the fang caps, glad that Kris had brought them to the room that had the container for them, then settled down against the wall with Kris still cradled on his lap. He pressed a small kiss to Kris’ temple before drifting off himself.