Title : The Way You Make Me Feel
Rating : M
Warning(s) : Mature Language, Slash ;D
Summary : Tony's upset that Vic and Jaime are so close. He's sick plus the jealousy make him even more quiet than usual. Jaime has a plan for their lead guitarist. main!Tony/Jaime onesided!Vic/Jaime bottom!Jaime
Disclaimer : I do not own Vic Fuentes or Jaime Preciado. Nor do I own Pierce the Veil.
Author Notes : I FUCKING LOVE VIC/JAIME :D 3 but Tony/Jaime is way up my list too xD yes, I know Jaime is not like this. I just have bottom!jaime stuck in my head. I love Pierce the Veil and my favorite is Jaime Preciado & in my twisted mind he bottoms to Vic, Tony, & Mike.
Tony Perry had always been close with Jaime Preciado. He was in a band with the shorter man before Pierce the Veil and before that first band, they were friends in high school. Attached at the hip since freshman year. The younger boy had a reason to be pissed with the fact that Vic Fuentes; lead singer, guitarist, and front man of Pierce the Veil seemed closer to Jaime than Tony himself. Usually Tony would be the only person Jaime would cuddle and kiss with. Now he made an exception to Vic and Mike. He was fine with Jaime getting close to Mike because Mike had no interest in penis. Mike knew that Vic, Jaime, and Tony all swung toward penis, making the drummer the only straight one in the band. He didn't mind, he wasn't homophobic. He was accepting of them. They were his family/best friends.
The guitarist looked up from his clasped hands when a familiar cheery voice called his name. He rushed to get into a comfortable sleeping position on the kitchen's table, arms crossed and cheek resting on an arm. He pretended to sleep, snoring softly. He hoped Jaime would let it slide that he wasn't sleeping naked as he usually does. He's sure he has never slept naked outside of a bed, couch, or bunk.
The voice got closer and closer until it was a soft whisper in his ear. The guitarist bit the inside of his cheeks to stop himself from making noises. It got quiet except for the fake snoring Tony was emitting. He would've thought Jaime left but he knew better, Jaime doesn't leave until you pay at least five minutes of your life's attention on him. There was a brief warmth pressing against his lips. Tony's heart sped up, knowing Jaime was kissing him. He kept his eyes closed and thanked God he knew how to control color from rising to his cheeks. He cracked open an eye slowly, as if he were just waking up.
"Jaime what're you doing?" he mumbled against the bass player's lips. He felt those very same lips curve into a smile.
"Isn't it obvious?" mumbled the bass player back, voice cheery. Tony loved how positive and cheery Jaime could be. It was adorable and he could make anyone smile, anyone.
"How could you assault me in my sleep?" questioned Tony, pulling back and resting his chin on the palm of his hand. He couldn't handle being that close to Jaime's lips anymore, he's sure he'd ravish the bass player. Jaime may be built bigger than Tony but Jaime was a child, he didn't fight and that was an advantage Tony had. He had straddled the bass player once before and he felt like he was sexually assaulting a minor.
Jaime pouted at Tony's question. "I didn't ask you that when you pulled me into your bunk to sleep with you when you know you sleep naked."
Tony's cheeks warmed up. Before he could come up with something to say the Fuentes brothers walked into the lounge of the tour bus/RV. Jaime jumped up from his seat next to Tony and wrapped his arms around Mike and Vic, pressing a kiss to each of their lips. The guitarist noticed how the singer's eyes slipped close while Jaime kissed him. Anger and jealousy boiled inside of him.
"Hey Tony, you okay?" questioned Mike, sitting next to the guitarist with a worried expression. "You're looking pale. Even paler than Jaime and he's pale for a Mexican."
Jaime looked up at the mention of his name, smiling at what was being said. He puffed up his cheeks slipping into the seat on Tony's free side. He gently wrapped his arms around Tony's neck, nuzzling his face into his collarbone.
"Get better Tony!" cooed Jaime. Tony managed not to shiver when Jaime's hot breath brushed against his collarbone. The guitarist smiled and wrapped his arms around Jaime's waist, noticing how his arms wound perfectly around the bass player.
"Nurse me to health." mumbled Tony into Jaime's fluffy hair, not meaning for the bass player to actually hear him. If he did, then the guitarist hoped the bass player would let it go but knowing Jaime, he wouldn't. Jaime giggled; fucking giggled and it made Tony's heart flutter. He was whipped and he knew it. The sad part about that is: he's not even dating the man he's whipped for. Pretty pathetic.
"Want me to wear a little nurse outfit too?" giggled Jaime.
"White stockings with silk ribbons at the back, please."
"Look for a surprise after tonight's show, Tony." smiled Jaime innocently. He stood up and made his way to the back lounge of the bus.
He wouldn't. thought Tony. Even what the guitarist requested was too far for Jaime. Or at least he thought so...
