Books, Glitter and Hearts of Foam 28/30+
Title: Books, Glitter and Hearts of Foam 28/30+
Rating: G
Summary: Adam reveals a bit more about his past to Kris; silly fluff follows.
Warnings: Um... fluff? Not really too much to warn about.
Notes: Short chapter, and long time since posting. :/ Next part is going to be Christmas Eve.
Adam
was curled around Kris, warm and soft skin under the plush blankets,
the heater rattling in the corner. They’d decided to stay in when they
woke up to see snow falling steadily down outside. And it’d probably be
better, considering Christmas Eve’s tomorrow…
Adam frowned
against Kris’ skin. He was hoping at least Kris’ father would come
around, but then there was also all the new relatives that would be
coming out of the woodwork. If they didn’t accept them, or blew up like
Neil… then…
“Adam?” He blinked, then eased his hold around Kris’
waist when he realized he’d started squeezing him tighter. Kris turned
in his arms, pressing against him chest-to-chest and looking up with
his huge brown eyes. “What’re you thinking about?”
He smiled slightly, shrugging. “Nothing much just… About tomorrow.”
Kris
nodded, his cheek dragging against Adam’s shoulder. He hummed softly,
making Adam smile even more and wiggle his shoulder around until Kris
stopped, grinning. “’kay.” Kris pressed a kiss to Adam’s skin, warm
breath fanning over his skin and making him shiver. He made a soft
noise then, shifting a bit and looking back up at Adam. “What about
your family?”
Adam inhaled sharply, feeling everything in him
tense up. He knew he was going to have to tell Kris but… there were so
many things that he knew would domino from doing that, and he’s not
sure if he’s ready for them.
He felt Kris slump in his arms a
bit, before the younger man’s sigh skitters across his skin. “If you
don’t want to tell me, you don’t have to…” He shifts a bit. “I just
thought maybe…”
He trailed off, and Adam grimaced. He should tell Kris; he’s already helped Adam with so much already and it’s only fair to…
He
sucked in a breath, squeezing Kris a bit then let it go. “I kind of…
never talked with my parents after what happened, with Gage.” He closed
his eyes when Kris turned in his arms; he needs to finish or it’s never
going to get out and he can’t look at Kris while he says it. “They kept
calling me for months after, trying to get me to talk to them but I
just… couldn’t. I mean… they were always so protective, especially
after I came out, and having to face them and tell them what happened…
with everything still so fresh I just…” He flinched when he felt that
Kris was gripping his arm unnaturally tight, and opened his eyes
reluctantly to see Kris half-glaring, half pouting at him.
“Adam…”
Kris drew his name out, groaning a bit as his pout turned into a
ridiculous smile. He laughed out all the sudden, shaking his head as he
sat up as well he could still in Adam’s arms then stared him down. “You
know what you need to do, right?”
He grimaced. Yeah, but… “I-I don’t know if…” He trailed off and groaned, dropping his head back and staring up at the ceiling with a frown.
Kris
was quiet for a few moments, just the sound of their steady breathing
in the room with the muted noise of the snow outside. Then Kris shifted
and Adam looked back at him, catching his determined and caring
expression. “You know it’ll be easier once you go talk to them.” Adam
felt one of Kris’ hands press against his cheek and he closed his eyes,
just letting the warmth their radiate through him. There was another
pause then Kris started again, smile clear in his voice. “I can tell
you miss them, just like you missed Neil. And everything’s alright with
him.”
That’s different, though. He sighed, bringing up one of his hands from around Kris’ waist to press against the hand at his cheek. But… he is right. If I’m planning on confronting Gage I need to make sure I tie up everything concerning him. Adam winced at himself when he felt tears burning beneath his eyelids. And I do really miss them…
“Alright.” He cleared his throat, making a face at how small his voice sounded, then started again. “Alright, yeah, I will…”
He
trailed off again and bit his lip. He’s nervous; not just because of
what he’s going to have to retell, but he’s a little… worried of what
he’ll find when he finally does see them again. Whether they’ll be
angry with them, or if there’s going to be a rift between them because
they were cut off from their son.
“So, hey.” Kris sat up fully,
leaning back so his hands were splayed on Adam’s thighs. “Since
tomorrow’s going to be crazy - it would’ve been crazy even without all
the drama this time - but, yeah, I was thinking we should wind down
tonight and all…” Kris rambled, throwing in a few gestures and Adam had
to smile; Kris was obviously trying to change to happier subjects. He
filed everything to the back of his mind and gripped around Kris’
waist, making the younger man trail off and start grinning a bit
mischievously.
“You know something.” Adam wiggled his fingers
into Kris’ skin, making him wiggle around and laugh. “I’m not really
feeling the ‘wind down’ thing right now.”
Kris’ eyebrows jumped up at that and he huffed out a breathless laugh. “Oh, and what are you feeling right now?”
Adam
quirked his lips and shifted his hips a bit, making Kris’ eyes bulge
before he burst out into giggles. He smacked Adam’s arm. “You know
that’s not what I meant.”
“Mmhmm..” He moved his arms up, gently
pulling Kris down over him, then nuzzling into his neck. “You know I
really don’t mind what we do. As long as I’m with you.” I don’t care how sappy I sound.
Kris beamed, then snuggled in, pressing his lips against his lightly. “Mmkay…”
The
rest of the night they spent squished together, talking about
absolutely nothing, trailing their fingers across each other’s skin
with soft smiles until they drifted off together.
Rating: G
Summary: Adam reveals a bit more about his past to Kris; silly fluff follows.
Warnings: Um... fluff? Not really too much to warn about.
Notes: Short chapter, and long time since posting. :/ Next part is going to be Christmas Eve.
Adam
was curled around Kris, warm and soft skin under the plush blankets,
the heater rattling in the corner. They’d decided to stay in when they
woke up to see snow falling steadily down outside. And it’d probably be
better, considering Christmas Eve’s tomorrow…
Adam frowned
against Kris’ skin. He was hoping at least Kris’ father would come
around, but then there was also all the new relatives that would be
coming out of the woodwork. If they didn’t accept them, or blew up like
Neil… then…
“Adam?” He blinked, then eased his hold around Kris’
waist when he realized he’d started squeezing him tighter. Kris turned
in his arms, pressing against him chest-to-chest and looking up with
his huge brown eyes. “What’re you thinking about?”
He smiled slightly, shrugging. “Nothing much just… About tomorrow.”
Kris
nodded, his cheek dragging against Adam’s shoulder. He hummed softly,
making Adam smile even more and wiggle his shoulder around until Kris
stopped, grinning. “’kay.” Kris pressed a kiss to Adam’s skin, warm
breath fanning over his skin and making him shiver. He made a soft
noise then, shifting a bit and looking back up at Adam. “What about
your family?”
Adam inhaled sharply, feeling everything in him
tense up. He knew he was going to have to tell Kris but… there were so
many things that he knew would domino from doing that, and he’s not
sure if he’s ready for them.
He felt Kris slump in his arms a
bit, before the younger man’s sigh skitters across his skin. “If you
don’t want to tell me, you don’t have to…” He shifts a bit. “I just
thought maybe…”
He trailed off, and Adam grimaced. He should tell Kris; he’s already helped Adam with so much already and it’s only fair to…
He
sucked in a breath, squeezing Kris a bit then let it go. “I kind of…
never talked with my parents after what happened, with Gage.” He closed
his eyes when Kris turned in his arms; he needs to finish or it’s never
going to get out and he can’t look at Kris while he says it. “They kept
calling me for months after, trying to get me to talk to them but I
just… couldn’t. I mean… they were always so protective, especially
after I came out, and having to face them and tell them what happened…
with everything still so fresh I just…” He flinched when he felt that
Kris was gripping his arm unnaturally tight, and opened his eyes
reluctantly to see Kris half-glaring, half pouting at him.
“Adam…”
Kris drew his name out, groaning a bit as his pout turned into a
ridiculous smile. He laughed out all the sudden, shaking his head as he
sat up as well he could still in Adam’s arms then stared him down. “You
know what you need to do, right?”
He grimaced. Yeah, but… “I-I don’t know if…” He trailed off and groaned, dropping his head back and staring up at the ceiling with a frown.
Kris
was quiet for a few moments, just the sound of their steady breathing
in the room with the muted noise of the snow outside. Then Kris shifted
and Adam looked back at him, catching his determined and caring
expression. “You know it’ll be easier once you go talk to them.” Adam
felt one of Kris’ hands press against his cheek and he closed his eyes,
just letting the warmth their radiate through him. There was another
pause then Kris started again, smile clear in his voice. “I can tell
you miss them, just like you missed Neil. And everything’s alright with
him.”
That’s different, though. He sighed, bringing up one of his hands from around Kris’ waist to press against the hand at his cheek. But… he is right. If I’m planning on confronting Gage I need to make sure I tie up everything concerning him. Adam winced at himself when he felt tears burning beneath his eyelids. And I do really miss them…
“Alright.” He cleared his throat, making a face at how small his voice sounded, then started again. “Alright, yeah, I will…”
He
trailed off again and bit his lip. He’s nervous; not just because of
what he’s going to have to retell, but he’s a little… worried of what
he’ll find when he finally does see them again. Whether they’ll be
angry with them, or if there’s going to be a rift between them because
they were cut off from their son.
“So, hey.” Kris sat up fully,
leaning back so his hands were splayed on Adam’s thighs. “Since
tomorrow’s going to be crazy - it would’ve been crazy even without all
the drama this time - but, yeah, I was thinking we should wind down
tonight and all…” Kris rambled, throwing in a few gestures and Adam had
to smile; Kris was obviously trying to change to happier subjects. He
filed everything to the back of his mind and gripped around Kris’
waist, making the younger man trail off and start grinning a bit
mischievously.
“You know something.” Adam wiggled his fingers
into Kris’ skin, making him wiggle around and laugh. “I’m not really
feeling the ‘wind down’ thing right now.”
Kris’ eyebrows jumped up at that and he huffed out a breathless laugh. “Oh, and what are you feeling right now?”
Adam
quirked his lips and shifted his hips a bit, making Kris’ eyes bulge
before he burst out into giggles. He smacked Adam’s arm. “You know
that’s not what I meant.”
“Mmhmm..” He moved his arms up, gently
pulling Kris down over him, then nuzzling into his neck. “You know I
really don’t mind what we do. As long as I’m with you.” I don’t care how sappy I sound.
Kris beamed, then snuggled in, pressing his lips against his lightly. “Mmkay…”
The
rest of the night they spent squished together, talking about
absolutely nothing, trailing their fingers across each other’s skin
with soft smiles until they drifted off together.