A/N: This is my first Adommy fanfiction, and it is my first fanfiction in years. Please be kind. I'm inspired by events that Adam and Tommy say's been happening, but I've made my own twist with everything.

I rated it M simply because I'm not sure where I'm taking this story yet, and better safe than sorry, right?

I appreciate reviews, but like I said, please keep in mind that it's been a while. Thank you.
Enjoy.

Adam hadn't been aware of that when they called the little blonde in that he would affect him to the extent he actually did. He had walked in rather nervously, and this had caught Adam's attention at once. It was something with the way he moved and how he grinned as he played the bass that made Adam unable to stop smiling. He was extremely talented, but also extremely cute. He seemed like a nice guy, and Adam could see him in his band and therefore he hired him at once. They also seemed to share their fashion sense. They were both into glam and glitter, and wasn't that fabulous?

As soon as the musician stopped playing, Adam got up, grinning widely.
"You sure you wanna join?" he asked. After all, he was the boss and he wanted that boy in his band, no matter what the rest thought. The blonde nodded quickly and watched Adam with his large, brown, eager eyes and Adam just smiled happily. "You're in then!"
The blonde looked like he was ready to leap in the air with joy, but he obviously managed to keep himself under some kind of control as he nodded with a smile over his pink lips. "Thanks! Wow, that's great!" he said, seeming kind of lost for words. Adam grinned as he walked over to him and suggested that they were to talk about the details and so on, and they left the room together.

With a sigh Adam turned his attention to the bass player who stood with his feet widely apart, warming up a bit. He seemed incredibly nervous, and Adam smiled widely at this. He was really nervous himself, and watching the other man's nerves didn't exactly calm him down.

They stood backstage at the AMA's and this was their first real performance and the bassist had only played during their rehearsals. This time it was the real deal and they were all dressed up to the limit. His bass player, who wore his high shoes and still didn't became taller than Adam, looked adorable. Simply adorable. He wore heavy eyeliner around his eyes and up to his temple he wore blueish glitter. He had a sidecut and his hair fell to the right. He looked so cute Adam had real difficulties keeping his fingers in check. Though, he had to remind himself that this little elf-like man was only his friend and band mate. His straight friend and band mate.

Adam was as gay as the pope was straight. He had realized this at the tender age of twelve and it wasn't until his late teens that he finally managed to embrace it. He was proud of his sexuality, everyone who knew him knew this . Though, Adam Lambert was a man who was used to getting exactly what he wanted, and now his eyes were set on the blonde one who was stretching his arms in the air and bending his back backwards. Jeez, he was flexible...

"You know, I was thinking..." Adam smiled as he walked over to the boy. "Maybe I could tug at your hair? Just gently, of course. All for the show" he explained and a wide grin spread across the shorter one's face. "You can do anything you want to me on stage" he promised, smiling. "I better make sure my bass is tuned"
Adam stared at him, somewhat shocked. Did he just say that he could do whatever he wanted to him while being on stage? Oh, one should be careful with words like that to mr Adam Lambert. But he sure was going to take up on the offer...

The adrenaline was pumping through Adam's every pore as he made a leap up on a platform, still singing. Unfortunately he fell over. During the fall, as he was holding the microphone, he couldn't support himself with his hands, and therefore he rolled over and got up on his feet in a pliable move. No one seemed to notice the fact that it wasn't planned. He felt extremely pleased with himself. Smooth, Lambert!

With the adrenaline running through his veins and with this new pride he felt as he managed to avoid a complete catastrophe. He was feeling the song and he really did want to entertain the audience. He lived in the moment and he had no thoughts of what would happen once he left the stage. He walked over to the band and grinned at the blonde who smiled at him and grabbed him by the hair. Though, this was the only thing he was supposed to do, but he couldn't contain himself as he stared into the brown eyes that sparkled more than the glitter around his eyes and his plump lips that were glistering somewhat from the pink lip-gloss he wore.

Without a thought running through his head he pushed the man's face into his own and kissed him passionately and almost roughly. It only lasted a couple of seconds before he pulled away, but he could see a small blush forming on the smaller one's pale cheeks and he grinned himself. He felt so good about himself and as he walked by, he could swear he saw a smile form on the straight bassist's lips.