AN:
Before the chapter starts I'd like to thank my beautiful reviewers: Stars Above The Moon, Chocolatepie277 & NegativeZer0Gravity!
Important: Yeah, you see right. I've chosen the song Adam sings during one of the livestreams. I just had to write this. When the lyrics start, please start the song there again! I tried to pick the right lyrics at the right places in the chapter, so that you should be able to read them at the right time! Let me know if it works!

Music tip:
Sky – Hallelujah Cover
youtube: watch?v=s0VgBjQ1bB8

For You

Chapter 7:
Oh sweet Lullaby

[Still flashback]

"Thank you very much, you can keep the rest. Have a nice evening."
The taxi driver got back into his car and smiled gratefully, before he sped off again. Excited Mitch glanced up at the mansion they owned. Every single time he was impressed by it, especially now with the clear sky and the stars in the background. Gracefully he picked up his luggage and made his way through the snow to the front door.

Right now there were only Ian, Jerome and Adam in the house in LA. Some of the other guys would arrive soon as well. Jerome had set up a Charity Livestream for this evening, but Mitch's flight got in the way for him to participate. They probably were still streaming, so he opened the door with his key quietly and enjoyed the warmth from the inside, as he closed the door behind him. No noises could be heard, so he opened his dark coat and rubbed his hands over his flushed cheeks, to warm up faster. He wanted to go to the boys badly, but he had to get his luggage into his room first. Then he could sneak around and scare the guys.

A few seconds later he reached the upper floor and put the heavy suitcase near the sofa, still wearing his opened coat and the big scarf. It actually belonged to Adam, but Mitch had taken it with him as he visited his parents, so he had his wonderful smell around him when he felt lonely.
Mitch was just about to get to his room to have a few minutes to himself, as something specific reached his ears. In a room nearby someone was singing. Fine tunes, very soft, filled the lonely hall and automatically Mitch's head snapped around. They had to come from Adam's room.

"…David played and it pleased the Lord,
but you don't really care for music, do you?"

He recognized the voice immediately, even though he hadn't heard him sing before.
His feet brought him to the door automatically and his luggage was forgotten.
Adam's voice became louder as Mitch stopped in front of the closed door, completely baffled.

"…The minor fall and the major lift,
the baffled king composing Hallelujah."

The following seconds, as his sweet voice sung the praise over and over again, Mitch stood frozen at the room with a hand on the door handle. Not a single thought, except for a short realization, found its way into his mind that was blown away by the emotions roaring inside of him.

Adam could sing.
And damn it-
he sounded amazing.

"She tied you to a kitchen chair,
she broke your throne and she cut your hair
and from your lips she drew the Hallelujah…"

The warmth of the mansion didn't reach him anymore – Mitch was shivering but paid it no attention. Neither the fact that he was still wearing the coat and the scarf, nor the fact that the front door was just opened mattered anymore. His hand moved on its own and finally opened the door.
Adam was sitting at his desk on the opposite wall and had his back turned to Mitch. The door swung open without making any sound and scared, that he might interrupt this beautiful angel, Mitch crossed his arms in front of the open coat and leaned with his shoulder against the doorframe.

"I've seen your flag on the Marble Arch,
love is not a victory march,
it's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah…"

Mitch rested his head against the doorframe as well and a soft smile appeared on his red lips. Adam's voice let his heartbeat increase and his hands prickled as the blood was pumped through his cold body. His cheeks were still flushed and with a content sigh he closed his eyes and enjoyed the heavenly music.

"But now you never show it to me, do you?
I remember when I moved in you,
the holy dove was moving too
and every breath we drew was Hallelujah…"

He could have listened to Adam until the end of time, but eventually another sound interrupted his salvation. The footsteps on the staircase made him peak up, even though Mitch didn't change his position.
"Hey Mitch, when did you arriv-"
Jason interrupted himself, as he heard Adam sing. Slowly he went to his side and with a shocked look he glanced up at Mitch. He couldn't keep his eyes off of Adam and didn't even react, as Ty joined them.

"And it's not a cry you can hear at night,
it's not someone who's seen the light,
it's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah…"

Mitch knew that his eyes were easy to read right now. Too easy in fact, but he couldn't bring himself to care. Not now, when his attention was completely riveted by the bittersweet song and his angel's voice.

Let them see it, he thought.
Let them see how much he really means to me.

Adam sang on but didn't notice them at all. Mitch wanted to go to him so badly. He wished to hug him, to give him a soft kiss and to whisper sweet words into his ear. The words were on his lips and Mitch felt the urge to scream them out loud. Everybody should hear them, their friends, the people watching the stream, the whole word. His heart was about to explode from all the love he felt right now.
One thing was for sure though – Adam would have to sing Mitch to sleep every-single-night, no matter where they were.

Sooner than desired, Adam fell silent. The song was over, as was the stream, but Jerome and the guys complimented the shy man for his incredible talent. Minute after minute passed by and he became restless. He was just about to give up his position at the doorframe, as they finally turned off the stream. The Skype call was ended as well, because most of them were in the mansion as well.
Then Jason broke the silence.

"My god, Adam, that was incredible! I didn't know you could sing, man!"
Adam turned around, a big grin on his face and ready to answer him-
then he spotted Mitch.

And suddenly nothing else mattered.

Footsteps on the corridor, Jerome and Ian. Voices, his best friend began to talk to him. "You already arrived? Cool, when did you…" Mitch stopped listening, his friends faded into the background as he kept on observing Adam. They knew something was up, their looks moved back and forth between the two, but none of them cared.

Adam blushed.
Mitch's soft smile grew.
His position stayed the same.

"Come on guys, let's get something to eat, I'm starving!"
Jerome's voice convinced the others to rush down the stair, but some of them still glanced back. Ian was the last to go, his look firmly planted on the two. His eyes were shining, the silent laughter visible for everyone to see. "Can you be more obvious?" he whispered, even though they didn't hear him.

Then they were finally alone.

"Hey," Adam murmured unsure and his flushed face could compete with Mitch's.
"Hey yourself, darling."

Both became quiet once more, enjoying the silence and the view of the other. Then Adam began to chuckle and to shake his head, before he stood up. "How was your flight?" he asked casually and came over to Mitch. Suddenly a heart tearing feeling flared up in his chest and he ran the last meters toward Adam, to throw himself into his already outstretched arms.
His hands clung to the back of his shirt, as Adam placed his hands possessively on his back. All the emotions, which Mitch had contained over the last few weeks, were finally released with the help of a little song and those big hazel eyes.

"I missed you so incredibly much," he whispered with a shaking voice and squeezed his eyes shut, to keep himself from tearing up.
A soft sigh, then a hand was placed on his neck.
"Same here, baby."

The nickname broke the tension and with watery eyes, but a big smile at the same time, Mitch glanced up at his boyfriend. Boyfriend. The thought let a thousand butterflies explode in his stomach and without another word his lips were placed on Adam's.
They have been separated for the first time since getting together. Still the kiss wasn't rough or passionate. Quite the contrary. Carefully Adam blew soft kisses on Mitch's lips, as his hands let go of his back and grabbed his face. His lips then touched his cheeks, the skin under his ear, his forehead and finally his lips again. This time the Canadian didn't let him go again, as he put his arms around Adam's neck and kissed him back.
Time slowed down and every single touch of their lips felt like an eternity. Mitch melted away and his legs began to give out as they finally separated. This time his cheeks were flushed not because of the cold.

Still slightly out of breath, he murmured amazed, "You can sing."
"Just a little bit," Adam replied smiling as he pulled Mitch into his arms again.

The Canadian rested his head against his shoulder and closed his eyes. He enjoyed the soft, stroking touch of Adam's free hand on his side and relaxed completely. "You know that you have to sing for me now every time I'm going to bed, right?"

Adam just chuckled, before he blew another kiss on the top of his head.
"Everything for you, my dear."

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