The first chapter of my new story! I'll try to upload every couple of days, but no promises. Plus, school starts soon. Ick. Also, I realize the inconsistency in Tommy's personality, but I'm too lazy to fix it. So you'll have to deal.
Adam Lambert finished up that night's show and walked off stage. He reallyneeded to relieve some tension that was still there from Fever. Tommy ran up next to him, basically bouncing with happiness.
"Ya did great tonight, Adam! The crowd loved us! But whyyy didn't you kiss me?" He whined.
"Because," Adam laughed," I didn't want to mess up your pretty lipstick!" He grabbed Tommy's cheek and pinched it.
Tommy scowled. "But-oh, alright. Just-don't DO that anymore!" He said, slapping Adam's hand away playfully. He skipped off, like seriously skipped, and Adam chuckled, walking back to the bus. He just was too tired for signing tonight.
Once they got to the hotel, the singer locked himself in the bathroom and fixed his 'problem'. When he was done, he walked out to find Tommy on his bed, reading a children's book, Winnie the Pooh, it looked like.
Adam laughed. "What are you reading, Glitterbaby?"
Tommy looked up, beaming. "Winnie the Pooh! I especially like Tigger. Look, I even have a tattoo!" Tommy pulled up his shirt to reveal a small Tigger tattoo on his left hip.
Adam just shook his head. "It must be hard finding stuff to read that's at your level!"
Tommy nodded enthusiastically before realizing what was said. He frowned. "Heeeey!"
"'Hey' what? Move, I wanna go to sleep now. Goodnight, Tommy Glitterbaby Kitty Joe Ratliff."
Tommy smiled at the added names. "Goodnight, AFL." He said, referring to the nickname the fans gave Adam. He walked out of the small room into his own, the smile dropping off his face as soon as he left.
Tommy didn't get why Adam didn't know he loved him. Tommy had tried to make it more obvious, leaning against him more, even kissing his ear, cheek, and neck. Heck, he had even bitten his arm, once! But Adam just wouldn't realize. Tommy didn't know what to do next. So, he went to bed. His eyes soon slid shut, and he drifted off.
Tommy awoke in the morning to a bacon-and-egg smell in the air. He smiled, getting up and walking into the small kitchenette/family room that connected the two bedrooms. Adam was cooking, as usual.
"Morning, Babyboy."
Adam turning to smile at Tommy, his eyes widening fractionally before he turned back to the frying pan and said," Are you just gonna wear that all day?" He smirked, his eyes everywhere but Tommy.
The blonde glanced down, blushing when he noticed all he had on was a pair of green boxers.
"Um-I'm gonna go change!" Tommy raced off toward his room at full speed, leaving Adam with a nice view of his retreating backside.
Tommy closed the door quickly, breathing heavily and leaning on it in exhaustion. He moved to the bed, pulling out a drawer of skinny jeans and long-sleeve button-down shirts. He picked a simple soft purple shirt and black skinnies, donning them speedily and leaving his room for the second time. He stealthy crept up behind Adam and threw his arms around his neck, growling. Adam laughed, turning around and pulling Tommy's arms off gently.
"Hi again. Ready for breakfast?"
Tommy grinned. "You have tacos?"
Adam shook his head slowly. "Um... no. Sorry."
Tommy frowned. "Eggs?"
Adam nodded, placing some scrambled eggs on a plate and handing them to the bouncy blonde.
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After breakfast, Adam went to get ready for that night's show, and Tommy followed his lead. He basically did everything the same as last night, but left out the lipstick, instead opting for a light gloss. Maybe Adam would get the hint. When Tommy walked out of the small dressing room, he was surprised to see Adam waiting outside.
"I have something to give to you, Tommy." He gently pushed the confused blonde back inside the room.
"Adam, what-"
"Shhh." Adam smiled softly, his eyes hiding a tinge of sadness. He leaned forward, catching Tommy in a small kiss. "For good luck," He said when he pulled away, much too soon in Tommy's opinion. But by the time he had unfrozen himself, Adam had gone. Tommy sighed.
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Adam waited behind the stairs for the music of Voodoo to start, stepping up to the platform and grinning. He sang through the first song, his only slip-up being a look at Tommy after now I'm lost in a love hangover. During Down The Rabbit Hole, he put his arm around Tommy, as usual, but this time, he discretely rubbed against him, grinning when he responded.
He performed Ring of Fire, and then it was Fever time. Adam walked sexily down the steps, throwing his arm around Tommy's shoulders and smirking when he felt Tommy grab hold of his shirt. He played with the blonde's hair a little, and then finished up the line and looked meaningfully at the smaller man.
Adam leaned forward, catching Tommy in a small kiss. Tommy responded, though, and soon Adam was nibbling on Tommy's lip to gain entrance. But before he could, Adam heard the notes right in front of his next line. He sighed, licked his Glitterbaby's cheek, and continued singing.
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Tommy had been almost positive Adam had feelings for him after that kiss. But he was strangely indifferent the rest of the concert, only remarking how pretty Tommy was during the band introductions. So now, Tommy was royally confused. Did Adam like (or even love) him? Or was it all in the spirit of rock 'n roll? Tommy supposed he would ask later, when they were alone on the bus. Well, Monte would be just a sliding wooden door away, but he was a deep sleeper. Tommy and Adam shared a bunk bed.
Adam finished up the last notes of Whole Lotta Love and Tommy barely remembered to bow. Adam thanked the crowd and walked off stage, the rest of the band quick to follow. Tommy was last, as usual, and he smiled when he heard a couple girls screaming that they loved the kiss. The blonde jogged up to Adam, slowing down next to him. He jumped and glared at Adam when he spanked him, blushing at all the screams. Adam just laughed and continued walking.
They walked to their shared bunk bed in companionable silence, Tommy only speaking when the sliding door was securely shut.
"What-what was that? That kiss, I mean..." He stumbled over his words, blushing again and hiding behind his hair.
"It was a kiss. Just a kiss." Adam sounded unsure, but Tommy didn't notice.
"Oh. Alright." Tommy replied, a little depressed.
"Unless- you want it to be more...?"
Tommy's head shot up. "Yes. I would like that very much." Adam grinned and stood, walking quickly toward Tommy and sweeping him into a bruising kiss. When they stopped for air, Tommy wrapped his arms around Adam's neck and leaned his head on the brunette's chest.
"I love you," He whispered softly.
Adam stiffened. The last time he had heard that was from Drake, before he had dumped him for someone he had been having an affair with for three months. Adam wasn't ready for that kind of commitment. So he pulled away harshly, turning and running into the shared bathroom. Tommy reached after him, a lost expression on his face.
"No." He whispered. He had ruined it again. Just when they were getting closer, he had to go and force Adam into a relationship. No.
Tommy opened the sliding door, slipping into Monte's small room and waiting until he looked up from his guitar and noticed him.
"Oh, hey, man. What's-" Monte must've noticed the tears that were now running freely off Tommy's cheeks, because he put his guitar away and patted the spot next to him. Tommy walked over and sat, sobbing quietly. Monte spoke.
"Hey, you know I'm not good with this stuff, but I can clobber whoever did this to you. You're like a little brother, man. So, who do I need to beat up?"
Tommy shook his head slowly, his face in his hands. "I-I don't want... Don't hurt him... It's my fault-Adam..."
Tommy felt Monte's surprise. "What? So you two were like, together? But you're straight, dude?" The last sentence came out more like a question.
Tommy hiccupped. "I-we kissed... I told him I-I... l-loved him-He ran into the bathroom... I've ruined everything!" His sobs came harder.
Monte sighed. "So, lemme get this straight. You... love Adam, since-"
"Before the AMAs."
"Right. Since before the AMAs. You two recently kissed, he told him you loved him, he ran away. Seems like he's just unsure, maybe afraid of commitment... You know his last boyfriend, Drake, dumped him for a mistress, so to speak? That could be why. I don't doubt he loves you, too, dude. I've seen the way he looks at you."
"R-really?" Tommy looked up.
"Yeah, Thomas." Tommy half-smiled at Monte's use of his full name. He stood, thanking Monte and walking to the bathroom door, which was still locked tight. He rapped on it once, twice, three times before stepping back and waiting. The door slowly creaked open, and Adam's makeup-smeared face appeared.
"W-what? What do you want?"
Tommy cleared his throat. "Adam, I know I might be too late in saying this, but I am so, so sorry. For stealing your taco last week. For refusing to believe I was gay until two weeks ago. For not telling you sooner. But the one thing I am not sorry for is loving you." Adam winced, not going unnoticed by Tommy.
"Adam, meeting you was the best thing that had ever happened to me. Falling in love with you was better.
"I know that because of that bastard Drake you're afraid of commitment. And I understand. But Adam, I hope you can see past that, and know that I love you so much that it physically hurts.\
"Now, before we both melt into piles of mushy words, please come out of there."
Adam blinked once and slowly opened the door. His eyeliner was a mess, dried on his cheeks in streaks, his hair completely destroyed, though Tommy thought that was probably the earlier kiss's fault.
"Oh, god, Tommy, I'm sorry! I'm just- I don't- I freaked. I'm so sorry!" Adam sunk down to the floor and dropped his head in his hands, sobbing heavily. Tommy followed him, crying again as well.
"No, shhh, it's not your fault. It's all mine." Tommy circled Adam with his arms, rubbing his back. "We're a mess, aren't we?" He laughed once, humorlessly. Adam picked his black-haired head up, staring at Tommy with wet eyes.
"Yeah. And-and Tommy? I-I think I l-love you, too." Tommy looked at Adam, beaming.
"Good. Because I don't know how I would have lasted without you. I love you, Adam." Adam smiled slightly and leaned to kiss Tommy chastely. There was a knock at the door.
"Lemme in!"