Just a Little Mis-Communication
Title: Just a Little Mis-Communication
Rating: PG-13
Summary: College!AU; Adam and Kris are having difficulties with their phones.
Warnings: Cussing, sexy-times hinted, mostly silly.
Notes: Heavily inspired from the website DYAC and some of the text mistakes here have a possibility of showing up there. Boys are not mine and... texts are not mine?
Adam’s hip buzzed, and he giggled as he picked up his drink with one hand and pulled his phone out with the other. He grinned when he saw it was Kris and tilted the glass back for a sip as he opened it.
Looking back, it probably wasn’t the best of ideas.
He choked and slammed the glass back down as he coughed and continued to stare at the text, Tommy patting his back gently and still laughing. “Dude, what’s up?”
He shook his head and simply handed the phone to Tommy, who read it out loud.
“We’re all at a gay bar and all receiving at the same time.” He giggled some more before full out laughing at Adam’s expression.
“It’s not fucking funny.” He snatched his phone back and pounded in a response. He couldn’t get the fucking image out of his head now, Kris laying pliant over some random bar table and…
His phone vibrated again, another text from Kris. He opened it and read over it.
Shit! I didn’t even see that! I meant texting not receiving. Auto-correct made me do it.
Then another text which he quickly opened and read.
You sound jealous, you know I’d never receive from anyone but you. ;)
Adam felt his face heat up and lips curl slightly then opened another text that popped up.
Coming home, babe. I expect lots of fun when I get there.
Tommy was out of the dorm in all of two seconds and Adam rushed back to check their supply before another minute passed.
Kris sighed as he settled into the couch in the main room of the dorm, setting his backpack on the floor next to him. He just had to wait for Adam to finish his classes today and then they’d be ready for their date that night. He grinned as his phone buzzed and rang out with Adam’s voice - his first demo - then stared at the text he received.
I broke my penis and it exploded all over my pants. :(
Kris almost dropped his phone he was laughing so much, there were already tears running down his face. He managed to hold his laughter long enough to read another text from Adam.
Son of a bitch, pen. I broke my pen…
Kris giggled for a few more minutes before he was able to calm down and send a text back.
You are never living that down. Ever. JSYK.
He grinned and added as an afterthought.
Forwarding to everyone. Love you.
He started giggling again at the response he got.
Hate you so much. Tommy’s giving me a funny look now.
I got the job!
Adam beamed to his phone and typed out a quick response before he walked into their shared dorm.
Eeee! Yay! I’m so happy for you, babe! :D
He looked to his phone as he got another text.
You. Me. Celibate. Tonight.
Adam covered his laugh into his hand before sending another text.
Check what you last sent. I’ll be really sad if you mean that. :(
Gah! No! I meant celebrate!
I like sex, dammit.
Adam tipped over on the couch in a fit of giggles.
I need a blowjob.
Kris gawped as his phone, his face going beet red. He shifted slightly and cursed as he started getting odd looks from other people in the class. He jumped as his phone vibrated again.
Fuck! I meant new job!
And again.
Well… I could use a blow job, too. ;)
He swallowed and typed out a shaky response.
What time do you get off? I’m out in half an hour.
Anytime you’re around, babe. ;)
Kris chewed into his lip for a few seconds before he got another text. He glanced up to the clock and waited desperately for the next hour to pass so they could both be home. The fact that Adam continued to send sultry texts during the rest of the class didn’t help his situation at all.
We need a vaccine.
Adam arched a brow at the text he received from Kris this time. He was sure he’d found a way to turn off the auto-correct on his phone finally so he spent a good few minutes trying to figure out what the hell he was talking about.
Vaccine for what?
He waited a few moments before his phone exploded with text after text from Kris.
Vaccine.
VACCINE.
Fuck me. An electric sucking machine for the floor.
When I get back, help me hunt down Matt and kick his ass. He turned auto-correct back on.
Adam chuckled, pausing for a moment before texting back.
Okay, but before we go can I be a sucking machine for you?
He waited a few seconds before Kris answered back and smirked.
That was horrible… and yes.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: College!AU; Adam and Kris are having difficulties with their phones.
Warnings: Cussing, sexy-times hinted, mostly silly.
Notes: Heavily inspired from the website DYAC and some of the text mistakes here have a possibility of showing up there. Boys are not mine and... texts are not mine?
Adam’s hip buzzed, and he giggled as he picked up his drink with one hand and pulled his phone out with the other. He grinned when he saw it was Kris and tilted the glass back for a sip as he opened it.
Looking back, it probably wasn’t the best of ideas.
He choked and slammed the glass back down as he coughed and continued to stare at the text, Tommy patting his back gently and still laughing. “Dude, what’s up?”
He shook his head and simply handed the phone to Tommy, who read it out loud.
“We’re all at a gay bar and all receiving at the same time.” He giggled some more before full out laughing at Adam’s expression.
“It’s not fucking funny.” He snatched his phone back and pounded in a response. He couldn’t get the fucking image out of his head now, Kris laying pliant over some random bar table and…
His phone vibrated again, another text from Kris. He opened it and read over it.
Shit! I didn’t even see that! I meant texting not receiving. Auto-correct made me do it.
Then another text which he quickly opened and read.
You sound jealous, you know I’d never receive from anyone but you. ;)
Adam felt his face heat up and lips curl slightly then opened another text that popped up.
Coming home, babe. I expect lots of fun when I get there.
Tommy was out of the dorm in all of two seconds and Adam rushed back to check their supply before another minute passed.
Kris sighed as he settled into the couch in the main room of the dorm, setting his backpack on the floor next to him. He just had to wait for Adam to finish his classes today and then they’d be ready for their date that night. He grinned as his phone buzzed and rang out with Adam’s voice - his first demo - then stared at the text he received.
I broke my penis and it exploded all over my pants. :(
Kris almost dropped his phone he was laughing so much, there were already tears running down his face. He managed to hold his laughter long enough to read another text from Adam.
Son of a bitch, pen. I broke my pen…
Kris giggled for a few more minutes before he was able to calm down and send a text back.
You are never living that down. Ever. JSYK.
He grinned and added as an afterthought.
Forwarding to everyone. Love you.
He started giggling again at the response he got.
Hate you so much. Tommy’s giving me a funny look now.
I got the job!
Adam beamed to his phone and typed out a quick response before he walked into their shared dorm.
Eeee! Yay! I’m so happy for you, babe! :D
He looked to his phone as he got another text.
You. Me. Celibate. Tonight.
Adam covered his laugh into his hand before sending another text.
Check what you last sent. I’ll be really sad if you mean that. :(
Gah! No! I meant celebrate!
I like sex, dammit.
Adam tipped over on the couch in a fit of giggles.
I need a blowjob.
Kris gawped as his phone, his face going beet red. He shifted slightly and cursed as he started getting odd looks from other people in the class. He jumped as his phone vibrated again.
Fuck! I meant new job!
And again.
Well… I could use a blow job, too. ;)
He swallowed and typed out a shaky response.
What time do you get off? I’m out in half an hour.
Anytime you’re around, babe. ;)
Kris chewed into his lip for a few seconds before he got another text. He glanced up to the clock and waited desperately for the next hour to pass so they could both be home. The fact that Adam continued to send sultry texts during the rest of the class didn’t help his situation at all.
We need a vaccine.
Adam arched a brow at the text he received from Kris this time. He was sure he’d found a way to turn off the auto-correct on his phone finally so he spent a good few minutes trying to figure out what the hell he was talking about.
Vaccine for what?
He waited a few moments before his phone exploded with text after text from Kris.
Vaccine.
VACCINE.
Fuck me. An electric sucking machine for the floor.
When I get back, help me hunt down Matt and kick his ass. He turned auto-correct back on.
Adam chuckled, pausing for a moment before texting back.
Okay, but before we go can I be a sucking machine for you?
He waited a few seconds before Kris answered back and smirked.
That was horrible… and yes.