The second chapter of NSFLY is here! I apologize for its shortness, and I know it's super boring. Sorry. :P

"Come-come in." Adam said, just loud enough to be heard. Tommy glanced at Adam, neither wanting to pull apart. So when Camilla opened the door, she was greeted by two teary, hugging men with destroyed makeup, on the floor. Her eyebrows creased.

"What-"

Adam interrupted her. "We were just... um, talking. About... touchy stuff."

"Oh, Ok. Just wanted to tell you guys that the concert starts in," She checked her phone, "An hour." She turned and left, presumably to get ready.

Adam cursed. "Hurry! We have to get prettied up!" He stood, running into the bathroom behind him. Tommy chuckled.

"It doesn't take everyone an hour to get ready. Just you."

Adam grumbled something unintelligible and hurriedly pulled out his pounds of makeup. Tommy shook his head and walked to his closet, choosing a plain grey T-shirt, striped hoodie, and black skinnies. He changed quickly and pulled on his favorite pair of shoes: his creepers. Tommy wouldn't admit this to anyone, but one of the reasons he liked them so much was because they brought him closer to Adam's face, and therefore his lips.

Tommy snuck into the bathroom and jumped on Adam, hugging him from behind. Two words seemed to echo in his mind. His lips.

"Oh, hey, Glitterbaby!" Adam smiled and surprised Tommy by grabbing his thighs and pulling the small blonde up into a piggyback sort of position.

His lips.

Tommy squeaked, before recovering and burying his face in Adam's neck, planting soft kisses everywhere he could reach.

His lips.

Adam laughed, leaving the bathroom with Tommy still held up on his back. He walked into the bus' family room and dropped Tommy heavily on the couch, turning around and lightly laying on top of him.

"A-Adam?" Tommy asked tentatively.

Adam answered in between kisses.

"What-" Kiss. "Is it-" Kiss. "Glitterbaby?" Kiss.

Tommy looked nervous, blushing as he spoke. "Well, um, I-I don't know if-if I'm... ready for... this yet." He hid behind his hair, a new habit.

Adam pulled himself off Tommy and sat on the couch. "Why not?" Tommy took a moment to reply.

"Well we just found out that we loved each other, and I didn't even know I was gay until a couple weeks ago. I don't know- I think we're rushing into things. I'm-I'm sorry." He trailed off, still not looking at Adam.

The raven-haired man gently lifted Tommy's chin up, lightly kissing him on the nose, and smiling softly. He nodded once, and reassured Tommy that it was all good. The sweet moment was interrupted by a high-pitched beeping.

"Oh, crap! We're late!" Adam flew into motion, putting his socks and shoes on and grabbing Tommy's hand, pulling him out the door of the bus. Tommy let himself be dragged to the limo and basically thrown inside like a doll. Adam jumped in and slammed the door shut, the car speeding off.

Monte looked at Adam in displeasure. "Dude. We were almost late. Does it really take that long to get ready? We've been waiting here for at least 20 minutes!" He glared at Adam, and then Tommy, who shrank down in his seat. Adam looked at the smaller man, their eyes meeting. Tommy understood what the singer was asking, and nodded once.

Adam cleared his throat. "Um, guys?" He waited until the three other band members had ceased conversation. "I have something to tell you. Tommy and I-"

"We're here," The driver announced, cutting Adam off.

"Can you wait until later to tell us, Adam?" Cam asked.

"Uh, s-sure...?" Cam grinned, and climbed out of the backseat, followed by Monte and Longineu. Adam sighed and squeezed Tommy's hand, before getting out of the limo. Flashbulbs pounded Adam's eyes and overpowered his senses.

"I guess I'll never really get used to being famous," He thought, walking slowly down the roped-off walkway, signing autographs.

"Adam! Adam! Can you sign my back? I'm gonna have it tattooed!" One fan screamed. Adam chuckled and walked over to him, scribbling his signature onto the man's back. But when the man turned around, Adam froze.

The 'fan' had short, brown hair and a scruffy face. He was quite a bit shorter than Adam, maybe a little taller than Tommy. His chocolate brown eyes gleamed almost sinisterly.

"Hello, Adam." And that's when everything went black.