Title: The Enigma's Playlist
Author: JeffroMattyHardy
Disclaimer: I no own anyone mentioned in this story. If I did, I wouldn't need to write. But if she ever comes into the story, I own Alexis Michaels.
I wanted something I could update once a week when I'm bored in class, so this is it. If you want to request a pairing, setting, plot, a song, anything, feel free to send in suggestions via reviews. I'll use everything. But it WILL feature Jeff as bottom because I can't really imagine him as a top. Some will be short, others long. Depends on what I feel like and how well I'm thinking.
Summary: Jeff has a lot of songs on his ipod, and each song has a memory. Most good, some bad, but all mindblowing. And mindblowing they are. Oneshots based off songs lyrics.
Sorry I kinda deleted this, but I wanted to get a bit of a chunk started before I uploaded and I wasn't happy with my first chapter.
And apparently when I write a chapter over a period of about 3-4 days, my imagination/muses get carried away and the chapter gets a lot longer then I originally plan.
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'Cause the hardest part of this is leaving you…
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Jeff smiled as a strong arm moved around his shoulders and drew him into a warm body, a kiss pressed to the top of his head. He looked up at the blonde standing a few inches taller than him, still smiling.
"You feelin' better?" the younger asked. Adam nodded, resting his head on top of Jeff's as he watched the TV in front of them, an old DVR of a wrestling show playing with low sound.
You see, Adam had a rare form of cancer that was slowly making its way through his body. And once it reached his heart, he wouldn't have more than an hour to live.
The phone started to ring in the kitchen. "I got it," Adam said. He pulled away from Jeff and walked into the kitchen, grabbing the phone and flipping it before holding it up to his ear. "Hello?"
"Mr. Copeland?" a woman asked.
Adam leaned against the counter, watching Jeff settle down on the couch out of the corner of his eye. "Hey, Dr. Szantyr. What's up?" He stayed quiet, barely nodding as he listened to what she was saying. Finally, he nodded one final time, hanging the phone up in silence.
"What did Jam-Jam want?" Jeff called over his shoulder. Adam gave a small grin at the nickname the blonde had given to his doctor when they'd first gone to her.
He shook his head. "Just wanted to tell me the results of my tests."
Jeff turned around to rest on his knees with his arms over the back of the couch. "And?"
Adam walked over and kissed the blonde on the forehead. "Everything's fine," he promised. "I'm gonna go to bed, kay?"
Jeff nodded, pulling the collar of Adam's shirt down to give him a real kiss. "Night," he said when he released his collar. "I'll be up in an hour or two. Matty wanted me to watch something tonight."
Adam nodded and walked away and upstairs, running a hand through his hair. "Damn it, Jamie," he cursed under his breath as he pulled a duffel bag out of the closet. "Why'd you have to tell me that?"
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The phone started to ring in the kitchen. "I got it," Adam said. He pulled away from Jeff and walked into the kitchen, grabbing the phone and flipping it before holding it up to his ear. "Hello?"
"Mr. Copeland?" a woman asked.
Adam leaned against the counter, watching Jeff settle down on the couch out of the corner of his eye. "Hey, Dr. Szantyr. What's up?"
"Adam, we got your results back from the tests you took last week," Jamie said. He could hear her shuffle some papers from over the phone. "Adam, I'm so sorry. It's reached your heart. You need to come in."
Adam swallowed thickly. "How…" He cleared his throat. "How much time?"
"We estimate about 72 minutes," Jamie replied solemnly. "You need to come in as soon as possible. Go to the emergency room and I'll be waiting for you." Adam didn't say anything. "Adam, are you okay?"
Adam breathed deeply. "I'm fine," he said. "I'll be right there." He hung up.
"What did Jam-Jam want?" Jeff called over his shoulder. Adam gave a small grin at the nickname the blonde had given to his doctor when they'd first gone to her.
He shook his head. "Just wanted to tell me the results of my tests."
Jeff turned around to rest on his knees with his arms over the back of the couch. "And?"
Adam walked over and kissed the blonde on the forehead. "Everything's fine."
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Adam slung his duffel bag over his shoulder and left a note one the bed before climbing out the window and driving away in his car.
Jeff yawned a few minutes later and set the DVR, stretching his arms over his head as he turned off the TV and headed upstairs. "Adam, have you seen my—" He stopped short when he walked into his room and didn't see anyone around. "Addy?" He saw the note on the bed and he really got worried. Reading it, his eyes widened. He dropped it when he was done, shoved his feet into his boots, shoved his arms into the sleeves of his jacket, and raced out the door. Since Adam had taken their only car, Jeff jammed the key in his jacket into his motorbike, spraying dirt everywhere as he spun around and drove as fast as he could to the hospital.
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Adam leaned back in his hospital bed in a private room. His duffel bag sat on the ground beside him, his clothes balled up inside it from when he had to strip to his boxers for one of the flimsy paper hospital gowns. He was hooked up to a couple machines monitoring his heart rate and blood pressure, steady beeps coming from it.
The door opened and Jamie walked in. There was a clipboard in her hands, a pen tucked behind her ear half-covered by her blonde/brown hair. "How're you doing, Adam?" she asked, jotting something down on her papers.
Adam gave a small teasing smile. "Well, I've got about 54 minutes before my heart shuts down, I think I broke Jeff's heart because I left him a note and disappeared, and…yeah, I think that's it."
Jamie chuckled lightly, clicking her pen to close it before sliding it back behind her ear. She crossed her arms over her clipboard. "Your heart rate and blood pressure look fine, so I'll be back in half an hour."
Adam leaned back on his pillow with his eyes closed as she left and the door shut behind her.
"What the fuck do you mean I can't see him!"
Adam's eyes shot open as soon as he heard that voice. "Fuck," he groaned, closing his eyes again as he prepared for the scolding of his life.
"Sir, you need to calm down if you want to see him." Silence. "That's better. 2nd door on your right."
Adam winced slightly when footsteps stomped closer. The door slammed open and Jeff stormed in. He threw the door shut behind him, locking it so they wouldn't get interrupted. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" he yelled at the blonde lying on the bed. "Adam Joseph Copeland, answer me, damn it!"
"Calm down, Jeff," the blonde said.
Jeff's breathing was heavy as he clenched his hands into fists at his sides. "Calm down?" he repeated. Adam could see his eyes were starting to water. "Calm down? Adam, you left me a fucking note! You didn't even tell me! If I hadn't come up to go to bed when I did…" He breathed shakily, not standing to even think about it let alone say it. "What the hell were you thinking?"
Adam sighed. "I didn't want you to worry," he explained.
"So you thought dying without telling me was the right choice?"
"I…" Adam took a deep breath. "Jeff, the hardest part of this whole thing was…was knowing that I'd have to leave you. That you'd find someone else and sooner or later forget about me."
Jeff choked slightly. He grabbed Adam's chin, turning his face toward him. Before the older blonde could say anything, Jeff pressed their mouths together in a harsh kiss. He forced his tongue into Adam's mouth, drawing the other's out as teeth clacked together. He pulled away, a small strand of saliva still connecting their mouths. "Adam, I love you," he said softly. "You are the only man I have ever loved and you are the only man I ever will love." He took a deep shaky breath. "How much longer?"
Adam thought about that for a second, wiping saliva away from the corners of his mouth. "45 minutes. Jamie comes back in 15." He grinned a bit, holding Jeff's collar and pulling him down for another kiss. His other hand rested on Jeff's hip, teasing the skin between the bottom of his shirt and the waist of his jeans.
"Adam…" Jeff groaned softly when Adam ran his hand along the plane of his stomach, fingers teasing the skin along his hips lightly before dancing back over his stomach. "W-We can't…"
Adam moved his mouth a bit, nibbling on his earlobe. "Call it a last request," he whispered before settling down to nibble on one of the blonde's hotspots under his ear.
Jeff moaned lightly, Adam's hand finally reaching down his pants and teasing his hardening cock. "Then, please," he whispered. "Don't tease…"
Adam grinned against Jeff's skin. The younger groaned when Adam removed his hand from his pants, using both to rid him of the nuisance that was his jacket and shirt. He kissed along his jaw, stopping to nibble just above his collarbone and getting a cute little whimper for his efforts. The older kept a steady trail down Jeff's chest as he busied himself in ridding him of the only thing stopping him from being completely naked. His jeans. "No underwear?" he teased when he pushed the offending material down.
Jeff whimpered sweetly when a hand wrapped around his erection, stroking it softly. "Ah…mph…Adam…please…"
Jeff whined when Adam removed his hands. He unhooked the hospital gown from behind his neck and untied where it closed behind his back. The blonde pulled if off and tossed it to the floor, pulling the other down on top of him. Jeff ground his hips back with a groan, the tent in Adam's boxers rubbing along his ass. Adam grinned, stroking Jeff's cock slowly, teasing him with the lightest of touches. "Want me to fuck you, Jeffy?" he teased, nipping at his lower lip.
Jeff whined again, his eyes shut tightly. "Come on, Jeff," Adam grunted. He was so hard it hurt and it wouldn't be long until he'd break down and just bend him over the bed. "I want to…shit…hear you beg for it." He wiggled his boxers down his legs a bit, his cock springing free against Jeff's ass.
"Please, Adam," Jeff moaned, grinding harder as soft whimpers escaped his mouth between words. "Please, fuck me. Fuck me so hard I'll forget my own damn name."
Adam grinned. "Gladly." He thrust dry into Jeff's unprepared ass, groaning at the extreme fit. "Fuck, Jeff," he gasped as he tried to stay still for a few seconds. "So fucking tight."
Jeff's breaths came in shaky bursts, his hands on Adam's chest to steady him. "Move," he finally breathed, his body starting to shake in pleasure.
"What was that?" Adam knew what he wanted, but it wouldn't be fair if he couldn't tease him just a little bit.
"Move, damn it!" Jeff yelled. He howled in pleasure when Adam started an almost animalistic pace, thrusting hard into him and stabbing his prostate on every thrust.
"Not gonna last long," Adam warned in a growling tone of voice as he snapped his hips up sharply, drawing a gasp of pleasure from the blonde above him. He grabbed Jeff's cock and started stroking him roughly, determined to have the younger cum before him.
"Fuck…so good…so hard…Addy…" Jeff moaned loudly as Adam's thrusts got just a bit faster. "Gonna cum…"
"Then cum for me, Jeffy," Adam whispered in his ear, biting down on his neck, intent on leaving a mark.
Those words along with the hard cock stabbing at his prostate repeatedly and the hand stroking him roughly sent Jeff over the edge. He came with a loud moan, the white liquid spurting over Adam's hand and onto his stomach and chest. Adam grunted in pleasure when Jeff's inner walls got even tighter (if that was humanly possible), filling the blonde with his own spunk.
Adam pulled out of Jeff, pulling him under the blanket of his hospital bed. Jeff immediately snuggled into his chest, already starting to fall asleep. "Love you, Addy," he whispered softly.
The older blonde smiled, kissing Jeff's forehead. "Love you, too, Jeffro," he whispered back before closing his eyes.
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Jamie unlocked the door to Adam's room when she found it to be locked, a frustrated look on her face. She'd gotten held back a little longer than she'd wanted to and she was running late to get his vitals. She stopped when she opened the door, walking in and closing it behind her to keep the moment private from the rest of the hospital staff and patients walking around.
Adam was lying in bed with his arms wrapped loosely around Jeff, a peaceful look on his face. Jeff looked asleep, snuggled up close to the older man. Jeff's clothes and what little Adam had been wearing were strewn on the floor around the bed. There was a single beep from the machine Adam was still hooked up to, a single neon green line running flat against the black screen.
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Damn, that was long. Didn't mean for it to go over 3 pages and it's almost 6. Oh, well, I liked it. And I hated that I had to kill Adam, but it's only for this chapter and it was kinda cute. And I totally made up his disease/cancer thing. At least, I think I did.
Song: Cancer – My Chemical Romance