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Adam was like the forbbiden fruit, Kris' little guilty pleasure. They both had been roommates in the Idol mansion, and even if they were so different from each other, they got along really well, ending up being best friends. Or maybe more?
Adam was so perfect, it hurt. Kris could always trust in him, he felt safe around him. He may not be that confident to say his feelings out loud every single second, but he was sure about them. Kris loved Adam, and so did him.

And Katy? Katy has been his wife for a year, now. It was obviously something more than just a crush, and even Adam could tell that. Kris was in love with her when they got married, but after the show and tour, all the "magic" had gone away. Katy had started her acting career and was always busy just like her husband. They didn't see each other like the used to, and were always around fans screaming their names. Katy spent more time with her friend, Tony, who was also an actor, and Kris, with Adam.

While they were still on the tour, Katy went crazy. She was mad at Kris for not calling, texting, or whatever. She knew he didn't have the time to do it, was all tired, and didn't sleep well every night, but she was still angry. "You should have texted at least a Good morning, Kris!" she always defended herself, "what are you doing in the afternoon? Practicing? For what? You sing the same stupids songs and wear the same clothes every night!"
Album recording, Adam, fans, photo shoots, interviews, fans, more album recording, Adam again, all was so tiring for Kris, but Katy wouldn't understand.
So many fights they had, some of them even by text, it was just ridiculous. And what did Katy do after them? Go cry with that Tony dude, of course. No doubt why Kris thought she was doing stuff with him, too.

"If you really think that, then, your marriage is all a lie," Adam used to say, honestly, after some of their discussions (And after everyone else in the bus was asleep). He always thought his secret relation with Kris was gonna be a big problem, and had to finish it all after the show so he didn't hurt Katy. But after seeing how selfish she was, Adam knew she wasn't the right girl for Kris. And he, obviously, wanted the best for his Pocket Idol.

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The phone buzzed in Adam's pocket.

"I bet is your little boy," Brad winked.

Adam's other best friend was Brad, or Cheeks, who had been his boyfriend before. They both were in a LA bar near Adam's house, drinking something and just talking.

He took his cell phone out and look at the screen. "1 new message!" it read. He clicked the "Ok" button and the message popped in the screen. "I did it," he saw and, with a puzzle look, checked who has sent it. "Kris" he thought, bitting his freckled lip.

"Soooooo," Brad teased, leaning his elbows on the table, and his head on his hands.

"Freak," Adam looked at him, blank expression.

Brad laughed. "Are you sure it's him? You don't look happy like, at all," he added.

"I don't?" he sighed. "He just broke up with Katy."

"Oh-- shit," he leaned back in his chair.

An awkward silence appeared. Adam looked through the window next to him, a little depressed. Very deep inside, he felt guilty about all this. Turning his head to the table, again, he took his glass and started to move it, playing with the liquid inside it.

Brad was staring. "Well," he coughed, "are you gonna text him back?"

But Adam didn't listen.

"Adam"

"Yes?" he said, desinterested.

"What are you gonna do now?" he repeated.

"What should I do?" he asked, nervous.

"Text him back?"

"Oh, sure," he nodded.

Brad laughed, quietly.

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"K bb. Are u goin to my house rn?" Kris read once the message had arrived. He sighed, "he doesn't care," laughing ironically, "I guess I can't blame him."

He was gonna reply, when the sound of some bags hitting the floor interrupted him. He stood up and went out of his room to see Katy. And her bags.

"What are you doing?" he asked, yawning a bit.

"Did you fall asleep already?" Katy laughed at him. "I'm moving with Tony," she answered, looking anywhere else except to Kris' eyes.

"What!?"

"What you heard," she rolled her eyes.

"Oh, so, now he's your boyfriend? That fast? Seriously!?"

"He's not my boyfriend, for God's sake!" Katy threw her things next to the door.

"Ah, you married him already?"

Katy took a deep breath. "Kris, listen, I don't want to discuss with you anymore. I'm not dating anyone, and if you don't wanna believe me, I don't care."

Kris didn't say anything. He kept looking at the girl, wondering what was she waiting for to leave already. A sudden knock in the door woke him up.

Before opening the door, Katy added, without looking at the singer, "don't forget to meet us with your lawyer tomorrow."

"Can't it be other day?"

Katy sighed. "Is Wednesday okay for your majesty?"

"...Yeah"

"I gotta go now," she said quickly and opened the door. Tony was there.

Kris could hear "Ain't No Sunshine" playing in the man's car. How ironic. Once the door was closed, he listened a "Hey girl" from Tony's part and a little giggle. That was Katy, obviously. "Fuck you," the 23 year old man whispered.

His phone buzzed.

He took it and looked at the screen. It was a publicity message. How much he hated those, but this time it reminded him of replying Adam back. "Shit," he said between sobs, and quickly wrote the message, "Idk. She just left."

Not even two minutes passed, and he already had Adam's answer, "With who?"

"He must had been worried," Kris thought because of the fast reply. "Oh, Adam," he said out loud, "you do care, don't you?"

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"Damn, Kris, answer!" Adam complained still in the bar.

"Dude, take it easy," Brad said with a pitchy voice, "why don't you go to his house now that his ex girl left?"

"Ugh, you're right," he admitted, "damn it! I'm so slow today!" Adam stood up, left some money on the table for Brad so he could pay, and left the bar.

"Lucky luck, babe," Cheeks grinned.

Adam got in his Mustang, the same they gave him along with Kris' Fusion Hybrid, when his phone buzzed again. He inmediatly took it and checked the message, "Tony," he read. Slowly, he left the phone next to him, "SHIT!" he exclaimed and hit the wheel. He drove as fast as he could and quickly arrived at Kris' house.

"Kris, is me!" he shouted so he could hear it from outside, knocking the door rapidly.

After a few seconds, the younger singer opened the front door to meet Adam. "Hey," he said, as he started to cry, "oh, look like it's raining," and tried to smile.

Adam's heart broke. Seeing the person he loves feeling all miserable and crying was the least thing he wanted. The taller man hugged Kris tightly, holding his tears back. "I will never let you go," he sang sweetly in Allen's ear.

He laughed a little and whispered back, "well, you will have to. Some paparazzi can see us here."

"Oh, right," Adam let go, "Let's go inside."

Both went in the house. Adam noticed the messy living room. They had a tough fight there. Broken pictures and other stuff on the floor, but he thought it was better not to ask, Kris looked way too depress already.

"Would you like some tea?" Kris asked suddenly. He was in his way to the kitchen.

Adam couldn't help laughing, "what's with that question? Are you my waiter?"

"If you want to," he answered serious, shrugging.

Adam thought for a moment. "And if I want you to be my policeman?" he asked, smirking and licking his lips.

Kris sighed, still with the same blank expression, "I'm not in the mood to play around, Adam."

"I know, sorry," he replied, "come cuddle with me?"

Kris walked towards Adam and sat next to him, leaning his back in the older singer's chest. Adam hugged him from behind and gave him a little peck on his hair, feeling the nice smell of it. "How I missed this," he said, now kissing his cheek, and going down to his neck, sucking softly, making Kris moan. "Mhh, how does that feel, baby?" he whispered. Kris didn't answer, but he moaned again, and felt Adam's smile on his neck.

"Adam...please," he said between soft groans, squeezing Adam's hand.

The taller man continued without listening. He put his hands under Kris' shirt, touching his stomach and chest. He sucked his neck one more time, leaving a little mark there.

"Adam," Kris said again, louder, and Adam stopped. "Don't do that, please."

"I'm sorry," Adam apologized, "but you're just so irresistible," he said, teasing.

"I told you I'm not in the mood for anything," Kris said, turning around to face his boy, "stop it, okay?"

"Okay, baby," he said and kissed him in the lips.

"Did you leave a mark there?"

"I think I did, oops," Adam joked.

Kris laughed slowly, but it sounded more like a cough, "that's okay."

"So...," Adam started, looking at all the stuff on the floor, "may I ask?"

"She did it."

He bit his lip, "is she angry with me?"

"Nah, I guess she's just mad at me," Kris answered, honestly.

"That's not fair at all," Lambert frowned. It was all his fault for liking and playing around with Kris, or at least that's what he thought.

"Why not?"

Adam glared at his question, "you don't deserve it."

"And you do?"

"Is kind of my fault for forcing you to make this."

"You didn't force me, I wanted to be with you," Kris thought, "I want to," he cleared, "now shut up and stop thinking it's your fault," and turned again, so Adam could have him in his arms.

"I'll try," he answered. "Am I gonna be with Kris Allen officially, now?" he asked then, innocently, while playing with Kris' hair.

"I don't know," the Idol admitted.

"I thought we were going to be together finally," Adam said, a little disappointed.

"We can," Kris replied inmediatly, "but...not in public."

"But, Kris--"

"I don't know, Adam, I...I don't think I'm ready."

Adam sighed and put his hands in Kris' shoulders, "it's okay, then. Just take your time," and planted a kiss in his right cheek.

"Are you upset?"

"Not really, no. I understand where you come from," he answered, wondering, "are you gonna live with me now?"

"Yes, please. I don't want to stay in this place full of memories," Kris begged.

Adam giggled, "don't worry, you're sleeping with me."

"Thank you," he grinned, "by the way, can you come with me when I meet Katy and her lawyer this Wednesday?"

"Sure, baby," Adam yawned, "what time is it already?"

"About 7pm"

"Damn, I'm so tired. Wanna take a nap in your room?" Adam asked with a little smirk.

"Yeah, I need some sleep," Kris agreed and stoop up, "let's go.."

Adam jumped off the sofa and took his boy by the hand, squeezing it a bit.

The two men went to the room. All was so messy there, it actually surprised Adam. Kris always used to clean everything up and had all well organized in the Idol mansion, he was the one who sometimes complained about Adam's nail polish being on the floor or in his own clothes. Adam went running like a little kid to the bed and laid on it.

"Come, come," Adam patted the bed, treating Kris like a little dog.

He went and laid next to the older man, but he didn't even touch him.

Soon, both fell asleep.

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End of chapter number 2.

That's funny 'cause my shuffle actually played Ain't No Sunshine while I was writting that part. My iPod is psychic. lol

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