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The sudden buzz against their legs made both Dante and Adam jump.
"Shit!" Adam swore as he moved back from Dante to get his phone out of his pocket. It had interrupted one of the moments Adam had never thought would come.
"What is it?" Adam snapped angrily. He was irritated that whomever it was calling him had ruined an extremely sexy kiss from and extremely sexy man. Dante looked at Adam with sympathy in his icy eyes. Getting up Dante stood in front of the kitchen window breathing deeply in the fresh night air. The voice on the other end startled Adam.
"What do you want?" Adam asked, sounding suddenly tired.
"Adam, where the hell are you? Honestly, I have been knocking on your door for almost an hour now!" Tommy hissed back at him.
"Well I am not home." he said before Dante took the phone from his hands and pressed it to his own ear. Listening for a moment, he chuckled.
"I am sorry Tommy. Adam has plans for tonight. I hate to have inconvenienced you." he said hanging up and tossing Adam's phone to the couch opposite. Dante sat once more beside Adam and stroked his inky black hair. "Adam, I don't know what exactly happened, but I care too much about you to let you get too far with me just because you're upset with Tommy. You are welcome to stay and talk but I have to draw the line at that. It would be a mistake you would regret later if you and I did anything because you and Tommy were in a spat," Dante said. He was always very diplomatic about everything. It annoyed Adam but before he could protest, the pale man with snow-white hair disappeared into his bedroom to put on clothes so that Adam would not tempt him so easily.
Dressed in slacks and a black sweater Dante looked extremely sexy smart. Adam bit his lip to shush a groan coming from his obvious attraction to Dante. Sitting back down on the couch where he had thrown Adam's phone Dante picked up his tea and sipped it even though it had gotten cold. "Well, Adam, What do you want to talk about?" Dante asked gazing at Adam who was obviously irritated that Dante had said no. Begrudgingly Adam shrugged.
"You tell me snow white," he muttered knowing that Dante hated to be called that, but instead of getting angry Dante merely chuckled.
"Honestly Adam, please don't be angry with me. You know I care for you more than almost anyone else but you are acting like a child." he said. This angered Adam. His cheeks flamed red and he stood. Marching towards the door Dante was suddenly in front of him barring his path. Adam's fists befell his chest and tears now began to flow freely down his face.
"What in the hell makes you think that Tommy is the only reason I wanted you tonight?" Adam sobbed. His fists had no effect on Dante but Dante pulled Adam into a tight hug and held on as he sobbed into his shoulder.
"Adam, you're upset. I know you, when you are upset you make rash decisions that are not the best for you, or anyone involved." Dante's voice was a whisper in Adam's ear. Hating the fact, that Dante was right he nodded but wasn't ready to leave the comfort the circle of Dante's arms provided just yet. He clutched Dante's sweater burying his head deep into his chest.
"I am so sorry Dante, I am acting like a brat but this really threw me. Tommy and I had been doing so well and suddenly this happened…." Adam whispered.
"Tommy had something great and he pushed you like a rag doll, my god Adam. I would not extend him the grace of living if I were you. But I guess it's a good thing for Tommy I am not you."
Adam could not help but smiling at Dante. He always knew how to make Adam crack a grin. Dante glanced down and smiled at Adam. "You know I am always here for you. Do you want to stay the night? I can take the couch." Dante asked Adam stroking his cheeks with gentle thumbs. Adam knew that the last part was not an option if he did stay.
"No, probably shouldn't. Paparazzi would have a field day with that if I did. They still think Tommy and I are still…lovers," he muttered hugging Dante. Dante nodded and moved from the door to let Adam out. Dante stood in the doorway and watched until Adam was out of sight. As soon as he was, Dante slipped back inside his apartment and shut the door feeling a heavy weight settle onto his shoulders. What if he had turned Adam down and Adam turned out to do something stupid because Dante wouldn't do anything more than the kiss? Dante began to pace his floor again.
Getting back inside his apartment, Adam glanced at the spilled ice cream and sighed. He bent down to wipe it up. Throwing away the container Adam fell onto his bed and sighed. He wished that Dante had taken him farther. He knew Tommy was not the only reason that Adam wanted Dante. Dante was hot, smart, and had a beautiful personality. Just as Tommy had when Adam had first met him. This brought on fresh tears.
That night sleep seemed to evade Adam no matter how close he seemed to be to it. Frustrated Adam stumbled out of the bed leaving his covers in a huge tangle at the foot of his king bed. Feeling along the way Adam went into his bathroom and shut the door. Lights blinded him as he flipped the switch. It was small, just big enough for the toilet shower and sink. He liked things that were small and cozy. Gazing into the mirror Adam watched his reflection as the same eyes he looked through stared back at him with an intent gaze. The glitter that he had possessed when he had gone to see Dante had died after Tommy's call that ruined Adam's night. Feeling anger swell up in the pit of his stomach Adam shoved back the curtains to the shower and turned it on. He slipped back into the main bedroom and found a nice loose pair of shorts to slip into. He did not mind sleeping in shorts, just most of the times he had only his blankets on. Going back into the bathroom, he stripped off his jeans and shirt. Stepping into the shower Adam sighed contently. The pelting of warm drops of water on his back helped relax the tension that had built up within him. Sinking down he let the drops hit his chest and face. A long warm soak was not only the best way to get clean but it was Adam's second favorite stress reliever. The first was his French silk ice cream. Adam set still in his bathtub until the water ran cold calming his excitement from Dante's kiss. As he slipped out of the stark white bathtub, he felt a sudden loneliness. Normally he had someone to call or talk to. The empty rooms about him suddenly seemed as big as galaxies, desolate of all human life except for him. Wrapping a towel around his waist Adam sat against the door. His eyes felt heavier than he could stand. Soon enough they closed and Adam was asleep against his bathroom door.
