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Title: What Hides Under Bam's Bed
Chapter: 1
Author:
slasher48/
bad_bad_books
Rating: I'm not sure yet..definitely R so far though
Pairing: The always incredible Vam :)
Disclaimer: Someday, somewhere, somehow, something like this will happen, and someone besides me will still own them then, too *sticks tongue out*
Dedicated to my amazing darling muse for this one,
id0ntkn0wwh0iam, who made an icon that immediately inspired me to write this, and I thank her for some bits and pieces of great dialogue in said icon that helped me get started. *muah* Merci, love.
Novak and Dunn groaned at the sight of Bam's incredibly unclean room, just waiting for them to remedy that. Goddamn, and they thought it was bad when they ended up eating tequila and limes off each other's assholes last time they lost a bet to Bam!
Sighing, the two losers slunk into Bam's room and got to work removing the swamp of dirty clothes, broken skateboards and papers Bam really should have looked over before he signed from his floor. Novak's eyes were wide with shock as he realized some of the stains on these clothes even he couldn't top.
Dunn's unofficial job as Novak tossed the pile of sludge known as Bam's former favorite garments into the hamper became removing the mess under the bed, the blonde shutting his eyes and biting his lip as he reached under Bam's bed to grab whatever he could and pull it out.
After a gross bag of what must have been food at one point but now smelt somewhere between Phil's ass cheese and Vito's car the day they emptied the bags of manure into it and three pictures of mingin' ass broads Bam surely would never admit having under his bed, Dunn finally found something of interest. A crinkled piece of paper with the smudge of what looked like moisture lured his eye and he grabbed it eagerly, anxious to forget about this utterly disgusting task he'd been given, at least until Bam came back from his meeting with the manager of Viking Skull. He unfolded his prize, thinking the stains on the paper must have been something embarrassing that he could use against his best friend. (Yeah, they were best mates, but hell, he was dealing with Bam Margera, he needed something.)
Eyes glittering with triumphance widened in shock as they scanned the words and Dunn nearly dropped what he was sure was the best thing anyone had ever found on Bam, gaping at the paper that was obviously worth more than gold.
"Holy shit, Novak! Fucking come here!" Nudie dropped what he was doing, glad to stop picking through Bam's bodily stains and sticky substances and ran over to where Dunn was sitting on the floor, dropping next to him and snatching what he was holding out of his hands.
"The fuck? Bam's..." He glanced at Dunn in surprise, as if asking him to confirm this wasn't fabricated or false. Dunn nodded; that was Bam's handwriting and the words were....well, they were not completely unexpected now that he thought about it, but still fucking shocking as shit.
They both held onto an edge of the paper as they leant in to read the words again together.
{ "Willa....
I don't know how to tell you this, because I know it'll fuck up everything, but I don't think I can keep this a secret any longer. It's been driving me fucking insane and I really have to tell you, even if you hate me and never wanna see me again.
The page was scribbled there, but the words were still legible as I'm totally fucking head over heels in love with you."}
The rest of the page was just random words here and there, Bam berating himself for being a coward and using paper instead of doing the deed face to face, explaining why and how he fell for Ville, and then after that the words that stood out most, besides Bam's declaration of love, Please don't fucking hate me, I couldn't live if I knew this ended our friendship. That sounded disturbingly like Bam was going to...to do the unthinkable..if Ville ever found out and rejected him.
Dunn felt like an ass as he realized the stains on the page were embarrassing, but not for the reason he'd thought. They were tearstains, proof that Bam actually had cried, cried, while writing his little love letter to his idol. It proved that Bam was deeper than he seemed and that he wasn't bullshitting, he actually was in love with Ville Valo.
Dunn felt his own eyes well up and when he looked at the Dreamseller, he could see a little shine in his too. Their best friend was hurting, hurting so fucking bad, and they had no control over it. No, the only person who had control over it was in Finfuckingland right now, prolly happily fucking some random since he and Jonna had split, not a thought of Bam in his head.
Never in his life had Dunn hated Ville Valo more than that moment.
Irrationally though, Dunn's mind screamed that Ville should know, that if his best friend were in love with him (and Bam wasn't, he was certain of it), he'd want to know.
His eyes moved up to Bam's bedtable and rested on the phone charging there, and Nudie followed his gaze, his eyes widening almost as much as Dunn's had reading the letter. "No, fuck no, don't do it, man, he'll kill you, he might even kill himself."
But Ryan had made up his mind, he grabbed the phone, scrolled to the contact marked affectionately "Willa Walo" and pressed the call button. It rang only ten seconds before it was answered, a record he was sure, but those thoughts were pushed from his mind as he took a deep breath and prepared to change his friend's life, even as Bam was obliviously somewhere persuading someone to help with yet another of his crazy business ventures.
"Bammie?" For a second, Dunn wished Ville was next to him so he could punch him out; the adoration in Ville's voice was sickening, even as he knew himself that Bam wasn't lucky enough to actually garner the type of affection he wanted from the Finn.
"Ville?"
"Oh, hey Ryan. What's up?" Ryan swallowed, looking pointedly away from Novak gesturing frantically for him to hang up the phone and not do this to Bam.
"Uh, I kinda need to tell you something." He saw Novak's palm savagely slam against his forehead as his eyes rolled and sighed; this could either make or break Bam, depending on Ville's reaction.
"What is it, man? You sound kinda fucked up bout something." Ryan resisted the urge to laugh at that, he was beyond fucked up, and so was Bam.
"Dude, how do you feel about Bam?" Dunn couldn't do this to his best mate without some kind of reassurance at least.
Ville hesitated for only a second. "He's my best friend and I love him, why, what's going on?"
Ryan fought another urge, this time one to mutter "Not the way he loves you..", swallowing yet again as he mentally prepped himself for what could be the biggest mistake he'd ever make.
"Nudie and I were cleaning Bam's room and, well..." He mouthed to Novak to stop waving his arms trying to distract him and cleared his throat.
"Yeah?"
"He...he...", Ryan bit his lip..."He loves you, Vil."
"Uh huh..." Ville seemed unfazed by the announcement, so Ryan decided to try again.
"No, man, I mean like really loves you, as in the candlelit dinner, boat ride on the river, hold hands and kiss, that kinda love. He's...fuck..what's the word..he's in love with you."
"Novak? Man, I always thought he was a little too into my whole feminine charms thing..." Dunn frantically tried to keep himself from slamming his head into the bed next to him as he also tried to stop himself laughing at the way Ville automatically thought he meant Nudie.
"No, dude, not Novak, Bam. Bam is like, fucking crazy about you."
There was a long silence, broken by Ville's panicked, "H-how do you know this?"
"We kinda had to clean his room for a bet and...we found something that really sorta proves it.."
Ville sounded like he might have an asthma attack as he gasped, "What'd you find?"
Dunn cleared his throat again, trying to keep it from closing up as he answered, "A love letter, from him to..to you."
"Wh-what? You're serious? Wait, what do you mean Bam's in love with me? This isn't some prank, is it? I will fucking kill you guys if it is, I swear." They heard the sound of Ville sucking a shot down from his inhaler and then he came back on the phone.
"Hell no, I would never do something this bad to Bam, this is fucking real, dude, I'm sorry, but this is no fucking joke."
"But-but...he never said anything..I mean..are-are you sure? 'Cause.."
Ville was cut off by the sound of the door slamming and a loud "I'm back, cocksuckers, you finished the room yet?" and the pounding of Adios up the stairs. Ryan and Novak sat in shock as their friend threw open the door and slid into the room, joy in his eyes and a spring in his step.
Those big, bright blue eyes dimmed dramatically at the sight of what was in Ryan's hand, both the phone and the paper he immediately recognized. "R-Ryan? Who-who's on the phone?"
Ville screamed, "Is that Bam? Holy fuck, he didn't know you were calling me, did he? Shit, you guys better fucking run!"
Bam heard the telltale shriek of his favorite Finn and paled. "No-no, man, tell me you didn't. That's not-", but Ryan nodded sadly, his hand holding the letter falling into his lap as his eyes turned down in shame.
"L-lemme talk to him, Ry...no wait, nevermind, I'll just...ugh, what the hell am I supposed to do? How could you do this to me, dude? He was fucking never supposed to know!" Bam looked like he was torn between beating the hell out of his best friend or hightailing it out of his own bedroom and far away from what the voice on the phone and the paper in Ryan's hand meant.
Ville heard the fear in Bam's voice and screamed as loud as he could, "I want to talk to BAM!"
The three heard the yell and all three froze, Novak and Dunn in guilt and Bam in terror. Before he could even stop himself, tears started to course down his cheeks, his breath hitching with loud sobs, his whole body trembling, sure that Ville was beyond pissed at him and wanted to talk to him so he could tell him that their friendship was over.
Dunn watched with horror as his best friend fell apart before his eyes, ignoring the loud shouts of Ville. "Bam, I..I'm sorry...I didn't think, I...please don't cry...I'll tell him I didn't mean it, honestly, seriously...dude, don't fucking cry, you know since we were fucking kids I never know what to do when you cry!"
Ville started to scream louder at what he was hearing. "He's..he's crying? Ryan, please, let me talk to him!"
His begging seemed to break something in Bam, and he collapsed to the floor, until his knees were pulled up to his chest and his head rested on them. "He's that fucking anxious to end it?", he mumbled into his arms where his face was buried, sounding heartbroken. He held out his hand for the phone and Ryan bit his lip until it bled, unsure whether he should really give it to him and let Ville destroy his already broken friend, but at Bam's angry waving of his arm, as if telling him he wasn't going to wait that long, he reluctantly placed the mobile into Bam's palm. His arm immediately retracted, bringing the phone with it to his ear, and shakily, he asked, "Y-yeah, Vil?"
"Bam..." Now that Ville had the ear of his favorite skater, he had no idea what to say. He heard a loud sniff from Bam's end of the phone and his heart twisted. "...Bammie..."
"What? If you're gonna say you hate me, please just do it, so I can hang up and die in fucking peace," prompted Bam frustratedly, snapping at Ville in his anxiety and annoyance at the Finn drawing out his misery.
"No, no, Bam, I-I wasn't gonna say that..."
"But now you are?" Bam let out another soft sob at just the thought and Ville's eyes started to glimmer with his own tears.
"Absolutely not, Bam...I have to know...I know this sounds kinda stupid..is it all true? Everything they read? It's true?"
"What did he tell you?"
"That you're in love with me...that you wrote me a love letter...." Ville trailed off.
"...Oh shit..."
"So..so it's true? All of it?"
"..Yeah, kinda..."
A long, awkward pause.
"....Good."
***
DUN DUN DUN! Damn, I'm good with angst and cliffies, aren't I? Hehe. Comment and I'll give you the more you lovely darlings so rightly deserve :)
Chapter: 1
Author:
slasher48/
bad_bad_books
Rating: I'm not sure yet..definitely R so far though
Pairing: The always incredible Vam :)
Disclaimer: Someday, somewhere, somehow, something like this will happen, and someone besides me will still own them then, too *sticks tongue out*
Dedicated to my amazing darling muse for this one,
id0ntkn0wwh0iam, who made an icon that immediately inspired me to write this, and I thank her for some bits and pieces of great dialogue in said icon that helped me get started. *muah* Merci, love.
Novak and Dunn groaned at the sight of Bam's incredibly unclean room, just waiting for them to remedy that. Goddamn, and they thought it was bad when they ended up eating tequila and limes off each other's assholes last time they lost a bet to Bam!
Sighing, the two losers slunk into Bam's room and got to work removing the swamp of dirty clothes, broken skateboards and papers Bam really should have looked over before he signed from his floor. Novak's eyes were wide with shock as he realized some of the stains on these clothes even he couldn't top.
Dunn's unofficial job as Novak tossed the pile of sludge known as Bam's former favorite garments into the hamper became removing the mess under the bed, the blonde shutting his eyes and biting his lip as he reached under Bam's bed to grab whatever he could and pull it out.
After a gross bag of what must have been food at one point but now smelt somewhere between Phil's ass cheese and Vito's car the day they emptied the bags of manure into it and three pictures of mingin' ass broads Bam surely would never admit having under his bed, Dunn finally found something of interest. A crinkled piece of paper with the smudge of what looked like moisture lured his eye and he grabbed it eagerly, anxious to forget about this utterly disgusting task he'd been given, at least until Bam came back from his meeting with the manager of Viking Skull. He unfolded his prize, thinking the stains on the paper must have been something embarrassing that he could use against his best friend. (Yeah, they were best mates, but hell, he was dealing with Bam Margera, he needed something.)
Eyes glittering with triumphance widened in shock as they scanned the words and Dunn nearly dropped what he was sure was the best thing anyone had ever found on Bam, gaping at the paper that was obviously worth more than gold.
"Holy shit, Novak! Fucking come here!" Nudie dropped what he was doing, glad to stop picking through Bam's bodily stains and sticky substances and ran over to where Dunn was sitting on the floor, dropping next to him and snatching what he was holding out of his hands.
"The fuck? Bam's..." He glanced at Dunn in surprise, as if asking him to confirm this wasn't fabricated or false. Dunn nodded; that was Bam's handwriting and the words were....well, they were not completely unexpected now that he thought about it, but still fucking shocking as shit.
They both held onto an edge of the paper as they leant in to read the words again together.
{ "Willa....
I don't know how to tell you this, because I know it'll fuck up everything, but I don't think I can keep this a secret any longer. It's been driving me fucking insane and I really have to tell you, even if you hate me and never wanna see me again.
The page was scribbled there, but the words were still legible as I'm totally fucking head over heels in love with you."}
The rest of the page was just random words here and there, Bam berating himself for being a coward and using paper instead of doing the deed face to face, explaining why and how he fell for Ville, and then after that the words that stood out most, besides Bam's declaration of love, Please don't fucking hate me, I couldn't live if I knew this ended our friendship. That sounded disturbingly like Bam was going to...to do the unthinkable..if Ville ever found out and rejected him.
Dunn felt like an ass as he realized the stains on the page were embarrassing, but not for the reason he'd thought. They were tearstains, proof that Bam actually had cried, cried, while writing his little love letter to his idol. It proved that Bam was deeper than he seemed and that he wasn't bullshitting, he actually was in love with Ville Valo.
Dunn felt his own eyes well up and when he looked at the Dreamseller, he could see a little shine in his too. Their best friend was hurting, hurting so fucking bad, and they had no control over it. No, the only person who had control over it was in Finfuckingland right now, prolly happily fucking some random since he and Jonna had split, not a thought of Bam in his head.
Never in his life had Dunn hated Ville Valo more than that moment.
Irrationally though, Dunn's mind screamed that Ville should know, that if his best friend were in love with him (and Bam wasn't, he was certain of it), he'd want to know.
His eyes moved up to Bam's bedtable and rested on the phone charging there, and Nudie followed his gaze, his eyes widening almost as much as Dunn's had reading the letter. "No, fuck no, don't do it, man, he'll kill you, he might even kill himself."
But Ryan had made up his mind, he grabbed the phone, scrolled to the contact marked affectionately "Willa Walo" and pressed the call button. It rang only ten seconds before it was answered, a record he was sure, but those thoughts were pushed from his mind as he took a deep breath and prepared to change his friend's life, even as Bam was obliviously somewhere persuading someone to help with yet another of his crazy business ventures.
"Bammie?" For a second, Dunn wished Ville was next to him so he could punch him out; the adoration in Ville's voice was sickening, even as he knew himself that Bam wasn't lucky enough to actually garner the type of affection he wanted from the Finn.
"Ville?"
"Oh, hey Ryan. What's up?" Ryan swallowed, looking pointedly away from Novak gesturing frantically for him to hang up the phone and not do this to Bam.
"Uh, I kinda need to tell you something." He saw Novak's palm savagely slam against his forehead as his eyes rolled and sighed; this could either make or break Bam, depending on Ville's reaction.
"What is it, man? You sound kinda fucked up bout something." Ryan resisted the urge to laugh at that, he was beyond fucked up, and so was Bam.
"Dude, how do you feel about Bam?" Dunn couldn't do this to his best mate without some kind of reassurance at least.
Ville hesitated for only a second. "He's my best friend and I love him, why, what's going on?"
Ryan fought another urge, this time one to mutter "Not the way he loves you..", swallowing yet again as he mentally prepped himself for what could be the biggest mistake he'd ever make.
"Nudie and I were cleaning Bam's room and, well..." He mouthed to Novak to stop waving his arms trying to distract him and cleared his throat.
"Yeah?"
"He...he...", Ryan bit his lip..."He loves you, Vil."
"Uh huh..." Ville seemed unfazed by the announcement, so Ryan decided to try again.
"No, man, I mean like really loves you, as in the candlelit dinner, boat ride on the river, hold hands and kiss, that kinda love. He's...fuck..what's the word..he's in love with you."
"Novak? Man, I always thought he was a little too into my whole feminine charms thing..." Dunn frantically tried to keep himself from slamming his head into the bed next to him as he also tried to stop himself laughing at the way Ville automatically thought he meant Nudie.
"No, dude, not Novak, Bam. Bam is like, fucking crazy about you."
There was a long silence, broken by Ville's panicked, "H-how do you know this?"
"We kinda had to clean his room for a bet and...we found something that really sorta proves it.."
Ville sounded like he might have an asthma attack as he gasped, "What'd you find?"
Dunn cleared his throat again, trying to keep it from closing up as he answered, "A love letter, from him to..to you."
"Wh-what? You're serious? Wait, what do you mean Bam's in love with me? This isn't some prank, is it? I will fucking kill you guys if it is, I swear." They heard the sound of Ville sucking a shot down from his inhaler and then he came back on the phone.
"Hell no, I would never do something this bad to Bam, this is fucking real, dude, I'm sorry, but this is no fucking joke."
"But-but...he never said anything..I mean..are-are you sure? 'Cause.."
Ville was cut off by the sound of the door slamming and a loud "I'm back, cocksuckers, you finished the room yet?" and the pounding of Adios up the stairs. Ryan and Novak sat in shock as their friend threw open the door and slid into the room, joy in his eyes and a spring in his step.
Those big, bright blue eyes dimmed dramatically at the sight of what was in Ryan's hand, both the phone and the paper he immediately recognized. "R-Ryan? Who-who's on the phone?"
Ville screamed, "Is that Bam? Holy fuck, he didn't know you were calling me, did he? Shit, you guys better fucking run!"
Bam heard the telltale shriek of his favorite Finn and paled. "No-no, man, tell me you didn't. That's not-", but Ryan nodded sadly, his hand holding the letter falling into his lap as his eyes turned down in shame.
"L-lemme talk to him, Ry...no wait, nevermind, I'll just...ugh, what the hell am I supposed to do? How could you do this to me, dude? He was fucking never supposed to know!" Bam looked like he was torn between beating the hell out of his best friend or hightailing it out of his own bedroom and far away from what the voice on the phone and the paper in Ryan's hand meant.
Ville heard the fear in Bam's voice and screamed as loud as he could, "I want to talk to BAM!"
The three heard the yell and all three froze, Novak and Dunn in guilt and Bam in terror. Before he could even stop himself, tears started to course down his cheeks, his breath hitching with loud sobs, his whole body trembling, sure that Ville was beyond pissed at him and wanted to talk to him so he could tell him that their friendship was over.
Dunn watched with horror as his best friend fell apart before his eyes, ignoring the loud shouts of Ville. "Bam, I..I'm sorry...I didn't think, I...please don't cry...I'll tell him I didn't mean it, honestly, seriously...dude, don't fucking cry, you know since we were fucking kids I never know what to do when you cry!"
Ville started to scream louder at what he was hearing. "He's..he's crying? Ryan, please, let me talk to him!"
His begging seemed to break something in Bam, and he collapsed to the floor, until his knees were pulled up to his chest and his head rested on them. "He's that fucking anxious to end it?", he mumbled into his arms where his face was buried, sounding heartbroken. He held out his hand for the phone and Ryan bit his lip until it bled, unsure whether he should really give it to him and let Ville destroy his already broken friend, but at Bam's angry waving of his arm, as if telling him he wasn't going to wait that long, he reluctantly placed the mobile into Bam's palm. His arm immediately retracted, bringing the phone with it to his ear, and shakily, he asked, "Y-yeah, Vil?"
"Bam..." Now that Ville had the ear of his favorite skater, he had no idea what to say. He heard a loud sniff from Bam's end of the phone and his heart twisted. "...Bammie..."
"What? If you're gonna say you hate me, please just do it, so I can hang up and die in fucking peace," prompted Bam frustratedly, snapping at Ville in his anxiety and annoyance at the Finn drawing out his misery.
"No, no, Bam, I-I wasn't gonna say that..."
"But now you are?" Bam let out another soft sob at just the thought and Ville's eyes started to glimmer with his own tears.
"Absolutely not, Bam...I have to know...I know this sounds kinda stupid..is it all true? Everything they read? It's true?"
"What did he tell you?"
"That you're in love with me...that you wrote me a love letter...." Ville trailed off.
"...Oh shit..."
"So..so it's true? All of it?"
"..Yeah, kinda..."
A long, awkward pause.
"....Good."
***
DUN DUN DUN! Damn, I'm good with angst and cliffies, aren't I? Hehe. Comment and I'll give you the more you lovely darlings so rightly deserve :)