Drabbles #2
I'm still kind of incapable of writing anything that isn't less than 500 words long. More drabbles. Yay!
Also, I wouldn't usually write anything about anyone in YMAS. idk, they're just not quite my cup of tea. Whatever, Racey wanted it.
The Danny/Ian drabbles are most likely going to be turned into one longer fic. Yup. This one comes just before the one I posted yesterday, I guess.
Rated between PG-13 and R.
Pairing: Ian/Alex
Prompt: Last night there was Ian Planet grabbing Gokart’s ass so do something with that.
Alex leans into the microphone, grinning out into the crowd. “Last night, Rian felt me up in my sleep,” he said, eyebrows raised. The room is filled with screams and cries of, “But Jalex!” It makes Alex laugh.
“Rilex is the real deal,” he says, turning his head to the side as Ian comes from side stage, one of his guitars in hand. “Oh, hey, you know who’s hot? Ian’s hot.”
Said guitar tech looks up and waves at the people, handing Alex his guitar by the neck. He takes Alex’s other guitar, leaning in for a second so their shoulders are brushing. “You have no idea,” he says, low so that only Alex can hear it, breath fanning out against his neck.
Alex raises his eyebrows at Ian. Ian mirrors his expression, holds the neck of the guitar in his left hand and then reaches around Alex and grabs his ass. The crowd screams at them, and Jack makes a remark about how Alex is cheating on Rian now.
Ian smirks and then leaves the stage.
Pairing: Alex/Matt
Prompt: omgomgomg. Flykarth. Disneyland parking lot, I know you did the tram but pleaseeeee.
Flyzik is the first person off the bus. “I’m going to do a rollcall before we even go anywhere because if we left Zack at the Holiday Inn again I am going to kick a small and fluffy animal.”
That gets a couple of alarmed looks from Alex Grieco and Vinny. “Uh,” Rian says, and Jack snorts, leaned against the side of the bus even though the metal has to be like, a million degrees because it’s kind of that hot already and it’s not even eleven o’clock in the morning.
They’re all there. Except for Alex. “Alright, you guys can go ahead, I’ll go find out why Gaskarth can’t wake up.”
He sounds annoyed, and he is, they’re at Disney and he’s trying to figure out why drama queen of the century can’t get his shit together to wake up. Matt is about to open the door to the bus when an Alex shaped lump flies out of the door and tackles him, making him stumble backwards.
“I’m sorry I fell asleep again I thought you all left without me I’ll never do it again,” the Alex shaped lump rambles, arms looped tightly around the tour managers neck.
Matt sighs, arms wrapping around Alex. “Can we just go now?” he asks, and Alex slides off of him, nodding.
“Yeah, of course,” he says, and then beams at him, leaning forward to kiss him on the lips.
Pairing: Alex/Josh Franceschi
Prompt: JOSH FRANCESCHI AND ALEX GASKARTH OMG OMG OMG PLEASE
Alex is aware of the fact that Josh is only nineteen. Whenever they’re together, hands laced together he’s aware of it, nudging at the back of his head, a tiny whisper saying over and over again he’s nineteen, he’s nineteen, he’s nineteen.
When he kisses him, the tiny voice is there, reminding him that his boyfriend can’t even legally buy alcohol in America yet. He’s too young, he’s too young, he’s too young.
He refuses to sleep with him. Not until he’s at least twenty. “It’s like pedophilia or something,” Alex argues when Josh tries to make him see otherwise. He’s nineteen. He’s still a teenager. He won’t do it. He won’t.
Josh feels like Alex treats him like a kid sometimes. “You kind of are a kid,” he’ll say, and that’ll just make the argument escalate into something even bigger.
Alex doesn’t mean it. He loves him, he does, he does. Sometimes it’s just hard to get over the fact that he’s dating a teenager, that he still lives with his parents and doesn’t have a car.
He loves him anyway.
Pairing: Danny/Ian
Prompt: I’ve always wanted to see a heated argument turn sexual. “Like I hate you” *smooch* “I hate you more!” *smooch, slams against wall*…I dunno
“It’s not my fault you don’t know how to tune a guitar properly.” Ian snaps, pushing past Danny as he makes his way over to Alex’s guitars, putting the green one down (carefully, despite it all.)
Danny makes a shocked noise, striding forward and putting a hand on his bicep, spinning him around roughly. “Like you know how to tune a guitar,” he snaps right back, up in his face.
They’re close together (too close) and the air is so fucking charged with electricity, Ian’s hair could practically stand up with it. Danny shoves him backwards, turning on his heel and walking in the opposite direction, down the hall and towards load in. Ian snarls and follows him, shoving him against the wall, arms bracketing him in.
“You’re such a fucking whiny little bitch, you know that?” he asks, and Danny surges forwards, their lips colliding. Ian swears that his lip splits.
“And you’re a pretentious son of a bitch so I guess that makes us even.”
Also, I wouldn't usually write anything about anyone in YMAS. idk, they're just not quite my cup of tea. Whatever, Racey wanted it.
The Danny/Ian drabbles are most likely going to be turned into one longer fic. Yup. This one comes just before the one I posted yesterday, I guess.
Rated between PG-13 and R.
Pairing: Ian/Alex
Prompt: Last night there was Ian Planet grabbing Gokart’s ass so do something with that.
Alex leans into the microphone, grinning out into the crowd. “Last night, Rian felt me up in my sleep,” he said, eyebrows raised. The room is filled with screams and cries of, “But Jalex!” It makes Alex laugh.
“Rilex is the real deal,” he says, turning his head to the side as Ian comes from side stage, one of his guitars in hand. “Oh, hey, you know who’s hot? Ian’s hot.”
Said guitar tech looks up and waves at the people, handing Alex his guitar by the neck. He takes Alex’s other guitar, leaning in for a second so their shoulders are brushing. “You have no idea,” he says, low so that only Alex can hear it, breath fanning out against his neck.
Alex raises his eyebrows at Ian. Ian mirrors his expression, holds the neck of the guitar in his left hand and then reaches around Alex and grabs his ass. The crowd screams at them, and Jack makes a remark about how Alex is cheating on Rian now.
Ian smirks and then leaves the stage.
Pairing: Alex/Matt
Prompt: omgomgomg. Flykarth. Disneyland parking lot, I know you did the tram but pleaseeeee.
Flyzik is the first person off the bus. “I’m going to do a rollcall before we even go anywhere because if we left Zack at the Holiday Inn again I am going to kick a small and fluffy animal.”
That gets a couple of alarmed looks from Alex Grieco and Vinny. “Uh,” Rian says, and Jack snorts, leaned against the side of the bus even though the metal has to be like, a million degrees because it’s kind of that hot already and it’s not even eleven o’clock in the morning.
They’re all there. Except for Alex. “Alright, you guys can go ahead, I’ll go find out why Gaskarth can’t wake up.”
He sounds annoyed, and he is, they’re at Disney and he’s trying to figure out why drama queen of the century can’t get his shit together to wake up. Matt is about to open the door to the bus when an Alex shaped lump flies out of the door and tackles him, making him stumble backwards.
“I’m sorry I fell asleep again I thought you all left without me I’ll never do it again,” the Alex shaped lump rambles, arms looped tightly around the tour managers neck.
Matt sighs, arms wrapping around Alex. “Can we just go now?” he asks, and Alex slides off of him, nodding.
“Yeah, of course,” he says, and then beams at him, leaning forward to kiss him on the lips.
Pairing: Alex/Josh Franceschi
Prompt: JOSH FRANCESCHI AND ALEX GASKARTH OMG OMG OMG PLEASE
Alex is aware of the fact that Josh is only nineteen. Whenever they’re together, hands laced together he’s aware of it, nudging at the back of his head, a tiny whisper saying over and over again he’s nineteen, he’s nineteen, he’s nineteen.
When he kisses him, the tiny voice is there, reminding him that his boyfriend can’t even legally buy alcohol in America yet. He’s too young, he’s too young, he’s too young.
He refuses to sleep with him. Not until he’s at least twenty. “It’s like pedophilia or something,” Alex argues when Josh tries to make him see otherwise. He’s nineteen. He’s still a teenager. He won’t do it. He won’t.
Josh feels like Alex treats him like a kid sometimes. “You kind of are a kid,” he’ll say, and that’ll just make the argument escalate into something even bigger.
Alex doesn’t mean it. He loves him, he does, he does. Sometimes it’s just hard to get over the fact that he’s dating a teenager, that he still lives with his parents and doesn’t have a car.
He loves him anyway.
Pairing: Danny/Ian
Prompt: I’ve always wanted to see a heated argument turn sexual. “Like I hate you” *smooch* “I hate you more!” *smooch, slams against wall*…I dunno
“It’s not my fault you don’t know how to tune a guitar properly.” Ian snaps, pushing past Danny as he makes his way over to Alex’s guitars, putting the green one down (carefully, despite it all.)
Danny makes a shocked noise, striding forward and putting a hand on his bicep, spinning him around roughly. “Like you know how to tune a guitar,” he snaps right back, up in his face.
They’re close together (too close) and the air is so fucking charged with electricity, Ian’s hair could practically stand up with it. Danny shoves him backwards, turning on his heel and walking in the opposite direction, down the hall and towards load in. Ian snarls and follows him, shoving him against the wall, arms bracketing him in.
“You’re such a fucking whiny little bitch, you know that?” he asks, and Danny surges forwards, their lips colliding. Ian swears that his lip splits.
“And you’re a pretentious son of a bitch so I guess that makes us even.”