Puppy. G. Lambliff. Brad. Glam Bingo.
Title: Puppy
By: dangerous_47
Disclaimer: Not real. Didn't happen. Just written for fun.
Rating: G
Word count: 936
Beta: wbaker5286
Pairing: Lambliff
Summary: Adam get's back to his room in Las Vegas and finds an uninvited guest. It's all Brad & Tommy's fault.
A/N: Written for glam_bingo for the square AU: Puppy. Took me forever to write. /o\ XD I started it obviously like a day or two after they had been in Las Vegas. XD
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Adam entered his hotel suite after the Vegas show to see, well, hear Brad and Tommy somewhere in the suite making all kinds of cooing noises.
He wasn't even sure he wanted to know what that was about. But he ventured further into the room and saw the two guys that meant the world to him huddled over something on the floor.
Oh, my god. What did they do now?
"Umh, guys. Hey, what are you doing?" Adam asked them, and both of them stood up and tried to hide whatever was behind their backs. He was getting scared now.
"Oh, nothing. Nothing. How was that interview? Want to get a drink?" Brad asked him, and grabbed one of his hands to try and steer him in the direction of the mini-bar.
"No, I want to know what you and my bassist are up to." Adam told him, looking between Brad and Tommy who was looking anywhere that wasn't Adam. His shoes were apparently very fascinating.
"Up to? We're not up to anything. Tommy was just telling me all about umh, Dracula," Brad told Adam, and glanced quickly at Tommy who was picking at his nail polish and biting his lower lip.
"Please. Like you would listen to something like that willingly."
"I totally would, thank you very much. It's very interesting. Kinda."
"Oh, yeah? Bela Lugosi."
"Who?"
"See, don't tell me you were talkin' about Dracula," Adam told him, and Brad was going to say something back, but before he could say anything, from behind Tommy they heard a little yelp and then a whine. Both guys look towards the whine, and then at Adam. They had twin guilty looks on their faces.
"What's that?"
"Umh, a puppy?" Tommy mumbled, while looking anywhere but at Adam.
"A puppy."
"Yeah."
"Where did you find a puppy?"
"Outside. In the street. We couldn't just leave him!" Brad told him, shocked outrage coloring his face at even the idea of doing something like that.
"Instead you decided to bring him up to my suite, where I'm pretty sure you're not allowed to have pets. At least not unless payin' an arm and a leg, and it's like a spoiled lap dog," Adam told them,scrunching up his face at it.
"Come on," Tommy told him, all wide eyes and pouty lips.
"Don't Bambi eyes me, you two better take it to a shelter or something. Plus, he's looking at me funny," Adam said in no uncertain terms, and gave the thing half-hiding behind Tommy's legs a glance.
"The puppy is not looking at you funny, Adam," Brad told him, all dry and rolling his eyes.
"Is too."
"Is not. What, are you twelve?"
"It totally is. Tommy, tell me you don't think the puppy is looking at me funny."
"Not really, Adam. He's probably just curious about you or something. Why are you being so mean about the puppy?"
"I'm not mean! I come back to my room and my ex-boyfriend and my current boyfriend try and hide a puppy from me. How long did you think I'd miss something like that?" Adam was very close to throwing his hands up in the air in frustration.
"We were going to try and ease you gently into it? It was Tommy's idea. I suggested a shelter; I totally did."
"You did not. You picked him up first and everything," Tommy told Brad, and looked at him all 'you traitor'.
"Liar," Brad bit back at Tommy, but Adam was not buying that at all.
"Guys, we can not keep a puppy. Okay, maybe Brad. But me and you, Tommy, can not keep a puppy. We live on a bus right now, where would we keep a puppy?" Adam asked Tommy, and put his hands on Tommy's shoulders and looked him in the eyes.
"Hey, we could find a way. Come on, look at him. Or her. We're not exactly sure. But just look, how could you turn him or her away?" Tommy asked him, picking up the puppy and thrusting him in Adam's arms.
"Yeah. How cold is your heart, Lambert?" Brad asked him, hands folded over his chest and this 'hah, you're not getting away from this' look on his face.
"I hate you guys, I hate you," Adam told them, cuddling the puppy now. It had started to lick one of his hands after sniffing him for a bit.
"No, you love us," Brad told him, smirking at the way the puppy was slowly working its charm on Adam.
"I love you," Tommy piped up, giving Adam a shy smile and hiding behind his blond bangs while reaching out to pet the puppy still in Adam's arms.
"I hate you, I really hate you both," Adam told them again, but it would be really hard to take him seriously, what with the puppy now licking his cheek and the small grin on his face.
"Does this mean we're keeping the puppy?" Tommy asked him, smiling at him and Brad who was snickering in the background.
"Yeah, yeah. I'll call Lane."
That lead to Tommy hugging Adam, then Brad hugging both of them, and then Tommy grabbed the puppy from Adam and hugged him, and Brad just shot a grin over at Adam who was looking at Tommy and the puppy.
"I'm never leaving the two of you unsupervised together again, ever," Adam told Brad, who was close to a Jokeresque smile.
"Please, you can't keep us apart. Our love is true."
"Right," Adam just told him, while they watched Tommy play with the puppy.
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The End.
By: dangerous_47
Disclaimer: Not real. Didn't happen. Just written for fun.
Rating: G
Word count: 936
Beta: wbaker5286
Pairing: Lambliff
Summary: Adam get's back to his room in Las Vegas and finds an uninvited guest. It's all Brad & Tommy's fault.
A/N: Written for glam_bingo for the square AU: Puppy. Took me forever to write. /o\ XD I started it obviously like a day or two after they had been in Las Vegas. XD
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Adam entered his hotel suite after the Vegas show to see, well, hear Brad and Tommy somewhere in the suite making all kinds of cooing noises.
He wasn't even sure he wanted to know what that was about. But he ventured further into the room and saw the two guys that meant the world to him huddled over something on the floor.
Oh, my god. What did they do now?
"Umh, guys. Hey, what are you doing?" Adam asked them, and both of them stood up and tried to hide whatever was behind their backs. He was getting scared now.
"Oh, nothing. Nothing. How was that interview? Want to get a drink?" Brad asked him, and grabbed one of his hands to try and steer him in the direction of the mini-bar.
"No, I want to know what you and my bassist are up to." Adam told him, looking between Brad and Tommy who was looking anywhere that wasn't Adam. His shoes were apparently very fascinating.
"Up to? We're not up to anything. Tommy was just telling me all about umh, Dracula," Brad told Adam, and glanced quickly at Tommy who was picking at his nail polish and biting his lower lip.
"Please. Like you would listen to something like that willingly."
"I totally would, thank you very much. It's very interesting. Kinda."
"Oh, yeah? Bela Lugosi."
"Who?"
"See, don't tell me you were talkin' about Dracula," Adam told him, and Brad was going to say something back, but before he could say anything, from behind Tommy they heard a little yelp and then a whine. Both guys look towards the whine, and then at Adam. They had twin guilty looks on their faces.
"What's that?"
"Umh, a puppy?" Tommy mumbled, while looking anywhere but at Adam.
"A puppy."
"Yeah."
"Where did you find a puppy?"
"Outside. In the street. We couldn't just leave him!" Brad told him, shocked outrage coloring his face at even the idea of doing something like that.
"Instead you decided to bring him up to my suite, where I'm pretty sure you're not allowed to have pets. At least not unless payin' an arm and a leg, and it's like a spoiled lap dog," Adam told them,scrunching up his face at it.
"Come on," Tommy told him, all wide eyes and pouty lips.
"Don't Bambi eyes me, you two better take it to a shelter or something. Plus, he's looking at me funny," Adam said in no uncertain terms, and gave the thing half-hiding behind Tommy's legs a glance.
"The puppy is not looking at you funny, Adam," Brad told him, all dry and rolling his eyes.
"Is too."
"Is not. What, are you twelve?"
"It totally is. Tommy, tell me you don't think the puppy is looking at me funny."
"Not really, Adam. He's probably just curious about you or something. Why are you being so mean about the puppy?"
"I'm not mean! I come back to my room and my ex-boyfriend and my current boyfriend try and hide a puppy from me. How long did you think I'd miss something like that?" Adam was very close to throwing his hands up in the air in frustration.
"We were going to try and ease you gently into it? It was Tommy's idea. I suggested a shelter; I totally did."
"You did not. You picked him up first and everything," Tommy told Brad, and looked at him all 'you traitor'.
"Liar," Brad bit back at Tommy, but Adam was not buying that at all.
"Guys, we can not keep a puppy. Okay, maybe Brad. But me and you, Tommy, can not keep a puppy. We live on a bus right now, where would we keep a puppy?" Adam asked Tommy, and put his hands on Tommy's shoulders and looked him in the eyes.
"Hey, we could find a way. Come on, look at him. Or her. We're not exactly sure. But just look, how could you turn him or her away?" Tommy asked him, picking up the puppy and thrusting him in Adam's arms.
"Yeah. How cold is your heart, Lambert?" Brad asked him, hands folded over his chest and this 'hah, you're not getting away from this' look on his face.
"I hate you guys, I hate you," Adam told them, cuddling the puppy now. It had started to lick one of his hands after sniffing him for a bit.
"No, you love us," Brad told him, smirking at the way the puppy was slowly working its charm on Adam.
"I love you," Tommy piped up, giving Adam a shy smile and hiding behind his blond bangs while reaching out to pet the puppy still in Adam's arms.
"I hate you, I really hate you both," Adam told them again, but it would be really hard to take him seriously, what with the puppy now licking his cheek and the small grin on his face.
"Does this mean we're keeping the puppy?" Tommy asked him, smiling at him and Brad who was snickering in the background.
"Yeah, yeah. I'll call Lane."
That lead to Tommy hugging Adam, then Brad hugging both of them, and then Tommy grabbed the puppy from Adam and hugged him, and Brad just shot a grin over at Adam who was looking at Tommy and the puppy.
"I'm never leaving the two of you unsupervised together again, ever," Adam told Brad, who was close to a Jokeresque smile.
"Please, you can't keep us apart. Our love is true."
"Right," Adam just told him, while they watched Tommy play with the puppy.
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The End.