Angel dragged himself up the last flight of stairs, grateful that he was almost home. He had just completed two and a half hours of drumming and had hardly earned ten bucks doing so. The people were too busy with the 'morning rush'…the race to get to work on time. There was no time for generosity.
He was cold and exhausted. Drumming really takes more energy than one would imagine. His fingers actually felt a little numb.
Maybe I'll make some tea and curl up on the couch…
At last, Angel had flung open the door to their apartment. Something on the floor directly in front of him caught his eye. He glanced down curiously…
A note. Not just a note, either. There was a trail of rose petals leading away from it.
This is the kind of thing you see in the movies and corny commercials…
Smiling, Angel slipped inside the apartment and leaned against the door in order to shut it. He bent down, setting his pickle tub on the floor. Then he snatched up the note, straightening up as he read it.
Angelcake,
Before I left for work this morning, I thought of you. Actually, I'm always thinking of you, but that's beside the point. Anyway, I thought I'd leave you something special…just follow the rose petals and they'll lead you right to it. I hope you enjoy it…
I'll see you soon! I love you.
-Tom
A big, sappy grin was plastered onto Angel's face as he finished the note. Collins was so sweet. Angel really wasn't materialistic…but he loved presents, anyway. He was excited.
I wonder what he got me? Probably something sexy to wear. Well, there's only one way to find out…
Angel giggled as he followed the trail of roses. He felt like a kid on an Easter Egg hunt. No, scratch that…he felt as if he was Dorothy skipping along the Yellow Brick Road. It was only a matter of seconds before Angel found himself standing in front of the bedroom door. He reached for the doorknob…
He left it for me in the bedroom? Now I know it's something sexy…
Giving it a sharp twist, he eagerly burst into the bedroom…
Well, the surprise was something sexy…but it wasn't an article of clothing.
Lying on his back with a smug grin on his face, Collins was there. Stretched out on the bed…just waiting for him. All that was missing was the bow on his head.
And did I mention he was naked?
"Honey!" Angel squealed and giggled, blushing brightly. "I thought you had gone in for work…?"
Pushing himself up into a sitting position, Collins smirked at Angel.
"I called in sick, Angelcake."
Then, he feigned a cough. This made Angel giggle even more.
"Oh, well, that explains everything…" As Angel talked, he could not tear his eyes off of his muscles. Not only that, but Collins was visibly growing hornier with each passing second. Angel could feel himself getting turned on by all of this…
He looks unbelievably hot right now…
"So…" Collins spoke seductively, as if reading Angel's thoughts. "Are you gonna come in here and claim your prize?"
This snapped Angel back to reality. He realized that he was still standing in the doorway. Slowly, he entered the room, shutting the door behind him. He fixed Collins with a huge grin.
"With pleasure, Thomas."
THE END
A/N: Thanks to Tracy once again!!
God, these two are fun to write!