A Natural Disaster:

Sequel of : How did it come to this/Space Dementia

Pairing: BellDom (what else?)

Rating: overall pg 13, but will have some NC17 moments, too!

Setting: Como. December 2007. Christmas time.

Genre: overall fluff, parody, fluff, comedy, fluff, a little kinkiness and... did I mention fluff?

Disclaimer: so, do you really believe that this happened for real, that I own/know Matt, Dom, Chris, Kelly and the kids and that I get paid for writing this absurdity? Of course things are different in RL, but it would be soooooo nice if some stuff between our beloved two guys happened/will happen for real!

The title is taken from 'Nature_1' lyrics by Muse, because, well.. it fits. ^^

Plus, the story is going to satisfy somewhat this prompt:

Matt/Dom

For some reason Matt and Dom are forced to babysit Chris' kids and it's all domestic and cute (and a bit chaotic). After the kids leave/go to bed they have really tender and loving sex.
Because dammit, fluff is a kink too

that's why I reeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaallllly hope you'll give it a try!

After all, in Italy people appreciated this story a lot.. hope you'll like it as well.

General Summary: Chris wants to spend a very good time with Kelly, but they don't know what to do with their kids, but Chris finds the perfect solution that involves two certain people… Trust me, the whole situation is going to backfire on the poor, dear bassist!

Summary of IA: Dom and Matt get ready for Christmas time… their way!

Chapter I A: Decorations/Degenerations

Como, 17 Dec 2007

"What about these ones?" Matt asks his mate, showing him two Christmas tree balls, half blue and half golden.

"They don't convince me at all." Dom says, after examining them carefully.

"Look at this balls, they're red and... glittery!" Matt exclaims trying to make Dom notice, showing him the items in question, very excitedly.

If it was up just to Matt, those balls would become a sure purchase, too bad that his soulmate didn't agree.

"Uhh, yeah, they're nice, but there's better stuff." the blond shrugs.

"There can't be anything better than glitter!"

"If we buy three tubes of glitter, will you shut up?"

"Deal!"

Smiling triumphantly the singer proceedes to fill the shopping trolley with the desired purchases.

It's a Monday.

Muse have some weeks of break during half of December before touring again. Deciding to enjoy themselves and relax at home Matt and Dom decided to take advantage of the beautiful day to go to the biggest Arcade in Como.

For them , this is the best time of the year to wander through such crowded places simply because of the fact that everyone is too busy with their Christmas shopping to notice anything else apart from food, gifts and decorations. Everyone's far to busy to notice when successful rockstars are in the vicinity.

Besides, no one would ever expect to meet two thirds of Muse in a shopping centre in Lombardy.

If for some strange reasons someone notices them, they're isolated cases.

For all these reasons, Matt and Dom love hanging around, just like two normal guys.

"Wait. I like those balls with the picture of Santa Clause." Dom comments, but Matt grasps his wrist, to prevent his boyfriend from taking them.

"Don't even try. There won't ever be any old geezer on *my* Christmas tree!" the brunet swears.

"But... Matthew, Santa Clause is the main symbol of Christmas!" the blond try to make him reason.

"I don't think so. I think that he's just a senile fool who brings gifts to all the children in the world, only because he doesn't remember who his real nephews and nieces are!" the younger guy explains, as he gesticulates vividly, just like he does every time he's fevered.

The elder guy stares at him in utter shock.

"Gee, Matthew, that's such an awful thing to say!"

"I don't care, it's just the twuth. I'm serious, Dominic, you can put whatever you want on the tree, pinecones, cookies, festoons, stuffed animals, toy soldiers, robots, everything but that bloody geezer! I won't accept any compromise on that, even Gaia gave in!"

Hearing that name, Dom wrinkles his nose and grimaces.

"Too bad that she took away all the Christmas decorations, last year we had bought such beautiful stuff..." Matt adds, nostalgic.

"That's better, we can instead make lots of changes, it will be a breath of fresh air." the blond states.

"Sure, if only you took a bloody decision, we've been here for hours! Hurry the fuck up, it's not like you can create decorations from nothing!" the brunet makes Dom notice, losing his patience.

Dom stares at his boyfriend, enlightened.

"Mattie, I adore you! You've just given me a fantastic idea!" Dom grinned whilst grabbing the first packaging of plain Christmas balls before heading with the shopping trolley straight towards the do-it-yourself department.

"What are you planning Dom?"

The percussionist raises his eyebrow.

"Bells, are you any good with a paint brush?"

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"Look, you missed a spot!" Dom warns Matt, pointing at the uncovered part of the Christmas ball.

"Uh, you're right, sorry." Matt proceedes to cover even that spot with dark brown paint.

Since they came back with all the necessary stuff, they've been busy for more than one hour and half painting the Christmas tree balls they've bought whilst sitting comfortably on a carpet in the living room.

The television is on, tuned on one of their beloved Italian channels, giving them a soft background as they carry out their task.

After all those months, Matthew finally learnt how to distinguish between commercials and reality. Right now his main entertainment is to watch all the commercials about the main Christmas cakes called pandoro and panettone, he didn't imagine there could be so many brands..

Matt and Dom chose such a pleasantly warm temperature in their house that they can afford the luxury of wearing only their t-shirt and boxers which of course was also to avoid spoiling their clothes.

They're working like a well oiled machine: firstly, Matt paints the balls with dark brown, one by one, and then he passes them to Dom who adds some artistic flair with light brown streaks.

"That's it. Now we just have to wait for the paint to dry and then we'll add the black spots. The Christmas balls will look so good!" A delighted Dom comments as he finishes the last ball.

"Yeah, but it will take hours. What can we do in the meantime?" Matt snorts, bored.

"My dear, impatient guy, I guess we'll have to find something to do." Dom replies, taking the opportunity to playfully write on Matt's t-shirt with the black paint they hadn't used yet.

"Hey! Are you nuts?" the frontman snaps, disliking Dom's childish gesture.

"Oh, c'mon, it's just a plain, white t-shirt, I'll buy two hundreds t-shirts like that, if you want. BESIDES Bell's it's washable paint! You can just dip it in the water and your t-shirt will be like new anyway!"

Upon hearing this Matthew's mood changes immediately.

"Well, if put it like that…" the singer trails, snatching the brush from his lover's hand and aiming towards the blond's t-shirt.

"Hey, wait. It's black, just like your boxers, it's useless to paint on it." he grumbles, bothered, before smiling, enlightened for finding a solution to his problem.

And Dom can read that solution in his boyfriend's eyes that are sparkling with a dangerous light.

.

"No, Mattie, you wouldn't dare… would you?" the drummer gets scared, trying to back off and get up, but Matt is faster than him.

"I'm already daring!" the younger guy laughs, throwing his mate on the ground, straddling him.

Matthew ignores the protesting Dominic as he paints the point of Dom's nose, adding long straws, like cat's whiskers.

"Aaww, my little, sweet kitten is so cute!" the brunet comments, satisfied by his work. "So we're even." he adds, throwing the brush on the ground and getting up.

"Hell no, I don't think so." Dominic growls, as he grabs the brush, brandishing it like a sword, before chasing after Matt who, figuring out the situation, has already decided to cut and run.

They run three times around the living room and the kitchen and then when they are in the living room again, Dom plays it clever and manages to cut across Matt's path, knocking him down on the soft carpet.

Dominic blocks the brunet with the same strategy Matt used on Dom before, and then he paints his revenge on the frontman's face.

"*Now* we are even!" he declares fiercely, getting up.

Firstly, Matt runs towards the mirror next to the television, in order to find out what Dominic did to him and he looks at his reflection, with a big pair of glasses painted on, with two painted eyebrows, thick, raised up with the final part down, to give Matt a never-ending pissed off expression.

"Dominic James Howarrrrrrrrrrrrd!" Matthew roars, and there's no need to have the painted eyebrows, since he's pissed off for real.

His only answer, the blond peeps out, next to him, staring in front of the mirror.

"Matthew James Bellamy, don't you dare complain! It's not like I look any better than you!"

After that clumsy, funny view in front of their eyes, the previous tension is replaced by tan uproar of laughter,

"Oh my!" Dom burst out giggling.

"What if our fans saw us like this?" Matt chuckles.

"What if a paparazzo took a picture of us right now? It would be one hell of scoop!" Dom replies, holding his stomach.

They calm down and Matt gets closer to his best friend, staring at him with languid eyes.

"Tell me, Dommeh, is it normal that I find you incredibly fascinating even like that?" he wonders, as he caresses the blond's face, being careful not to touch the paint.

Acting like the cat that Matt turned Dom into with his paintwork, the drummer begins to purr.

"I don't know if it's normal, I just know that it's mutual, because I also find you so damn irresistible!" Dom murmurs, caressing Matt's hair, before pulling him closer for a long and tender kiss.

When they part, the paintworks on their faces are a little smeared, but still very visible.

"You know, all this stuff is giving me a certain idea… " Dom informs his mate, inviting him to sit on the ground with him.

"I'm listening." Matt murmurs, eager to know what his partner is plotting.

"To listen is not enough, first of all you have to take your clothes off," the other explains, as he takes Matt's t-shirt off.

(End IA)

I know, I'm such a tease! *laughs evilly*

What can I say? In the next part our dear boys will have A LOT of fun, plus we'll see someone else in action…

The kids will take a while to arrive, hope you won't mind.

Hope you'll like it, feel free to tell me anything, even a word can make my day! ^^