All The World Loves a Show...Smile for the Camera....
Title: Smile for the Camera....
Author: Hotstickibunz82
Rating: PG-13...some cussin'
Pairing: Kris/Adam, Dradam (I guess that's their 'name'..lol)
Summary: It's the night after the pictures of Adam and Drake are released and Kris and Adam have to go do Press for the Idol tour on the late night circut, but something boiling beneath the surface and all is not what it seems...
Notes: Okay, so this is my FIRST fanfic...but I enjoy writing and since Kradam has envaded my brain here recently it just seemed natural to do it....and with the events of today it helped with the plot. Please tell me what you think! Constructive criticism welcomed!!
Disclaimer: I do not know Adam, Kris, or Drake...although if you give me 15 mintues...a bottle of baby oil and the three of them I'm sure I could get to know them!
Adam and Kris sat in the green room in complete silence, which was a first for them since there was always some random topic of conversation. At least that’s how it had been for the past year. There wasn’t really anything that these two couldn’t talk about for hours. Even after they thought they had exhausted every possible topic they would always revisit a previous one and find something new to talk about. Which is why all this seemed a little odd to Adam, he didn’t know what was wrong with his little buddy. He glanced up at Kris on the sly trying to gauge his facial expressions because that was the easiest way to tell what was going on in Kris’s mind. He looked focused and in intense thought and he kept twisting his wedding band around his ring finger with his thumb.
“You alright, honey?” Adam said standing up and walking over to the sofa where Kris was seated.
Kris didn’t respond…Adam sat down and touched Kris’s shoulder which must have broken him out of his trance because he almost jumped right off the couch.
“What! Oh, yeah…I’m fine…just thinking”
“What are you thinking about? You look like you seriously want to shit a brick” Adam slouched back in the sofa.
“Um….it’s just been a really weird day…me and Katy got into it…over something stupid. *sigh* I really don’t want to talk about it before the interview though, but I’ll tell you later. I’m just in a funky mood…that’s all”
“Oh, okay…sorry to hear about that.”
The producer came in, “Three minutes and you two are on. Are you ready?”
They both nodded and got up to follow the man to the edge of the stage. They had swarms of people checking their microphones and make-up and making last minute adjustments to their clothes before it was time to go on. You see everyone had just got back to L.A. for tour rehearsals so 19E had been sending random Idols here and there to promote on the late night circuit. Adam and Kris were to hit up two spots that night.
Suddenly the crowd dispersed…and they heard the producer, “and we’re back in 5…4…3…2” he held up his finger and silently pointed to Leno, who introduced Adam and Kris as the band tried their best to jazz up ‘No Boundaries’.
Adam and Kris got comfy in the chairs beside the host. The interview went flawlessly as anticipated until Leno brought up the not so secret elephant in the room.
“So Adam…” he said pulling up a magazine from his desk and propping it up for the cameras. It was a picture of Adam and his new boyfriend Drake coming out of a local LA club, “we hear congratulations are in order. I see you have someone special in your life now?”
Adam was so embarrassed, and Kris could tell which made him laugh softly to himself because Adam was NOT easily embarrassed, but of course Adam handled it like a pro, “Yeah, that’s a very good friend of mine. We had a good time that night as you can see from all the pictures…” as he grabbed the magazine for a closer look, “My make-up looks good here!”
The audience laughed…Kris felt a little burn at the back of his neck but shook it off as nothing serious. However, Leno and Adam went on and on about Drake and Adam’s sexuality and how Adam was so happy to have Drake in his life…and with every passing minute Kris got more and more agitated until he finally had to interrupt the two…
“Wow, I mean I can go back to the green room for a minute if you two want to chit chat!”
Kris shifted in his seat looking out into the audience, who laughed thinking this was part of the back and forth banter. However, Adam knew when Kris was being sincere and when he was being sarcastic…and he definitely heard tones of the later in that comment from Kris…but of course Adam handled it like a pro and shot one back at him...
“Oh Kris? That’s cute…are you jealous?” Adam turned to Kris staring at him dead in his eyes trying to figure out where these outbursts were coming from.
“I mean I should be…you never held my hand in public. I guess a forehead kiss is okay but hand holding crosses the line, huh?” Kris said as he smiled a crooked smile and let out a wicked laugh just low enough for Adam to hear it.
Of course the audience laughed because they had no idea what was really going on beneath the surface. Adam took a quick glance around the studio and laughed to mask the anger that was starting to boil up in him. Then he just took a quick deep breath and assumed that this was Kris’s way of working through his ‘funky’ mood and that he was just being sassy…which is no problem Adam can deal with sassy. He does in fact have a Masters in Bitchology, so he could throw down with the best of them.
Kris bent over to pick up his mug and started to take a sip when Adam seemingly and ‘playfully’ shoved him in the shoulder while ‘jokingly’ telling him to stop. Kris again, smiled for the cameras and took a sip and in a split second looked up with over the rim of his mug and shot Adam a glance that could cut through steel. It very quickly knocked the wind out of Adam and wiped the smile off his face as well. Adam shivered quickly but recovered quickly as he turned back to Leno.
They finished up the interview giving the first few tour dates and giving a little bit of info on their albums. The vibe was off between them though, and Adam could feel it. What in the hell happened just now…he wondered as they went to commercial and the swarm of people returned to claim their mics and get the stage ready for the next guest. Adam and Kris shook Leno’s hand and were guided to the side of the stage. They have one last wave to the crowd and disappeared behind the wall.
Adam moved slowly, unsure of what Kris was going to say or do next…was he mad, was he playing, and was he still in a funk? Adam didn’t know…so he thought it best to proceed with caution. They were bombarded with flashing lights and requests for autographs when they stepped out of the studio door, with which they happily obliged. Their publicist told them it was time to go and quickly shuffled them into a limo that was waiting nearby. They were alone…and the silence grew to be too loud…even for Adam.
He looked down and started picking at his nail polish…then slowly stared out the window before throwing a glance over at Kris. Kris had his eyes closed and was resting his head against the window breathing deeply. He must have felt Adam’s eyes on him because he opened his eyes slightly and shot Adam a side glance…
“What?” Kris said very coldly...rolling his eyes in Adams direction.
Adam was thrown off guard but quickly regained his composure, “What?!...I should be asking you that! What the hell was all that back there Kris?”
Kris breathed heavily, “I don’t know…man…I just…I don’t know.”
Adam turned to look back out the window, “I mean is there a fucking problem?”
Kris was silent and then slowly turned to Adam, “Does it look like I have a fucking problem?”
“Um....yes. You obviously have a problem the question is what the hell is it?”
There was a long pause as Adam kept staring at Kris waiting for some kind of explanation or something…anything to explain where all this was coming from.
“I’m waiting…” Adam said putting his hand on his hip and propping his head up against the window with his other hand.
“And…” Kris said loosening his tie and rolling his head from the window to back upon the head rest.
“Kristopher Allen, what is the problem?” The anger faded slightly there was more concern in Adam’s voice this time around. “I’m not going to drop this so you might as well tell me now!” Adam said as he reached out for Kris’s shoulder and was met with a cold shrug.
Kris turned to face Adam, “You want to know what is wrong with me Adam? You really want to know what is wrong with me…” Kris was yelling now and Adam had backed off a little because he really wasn’t used to dealing with this side of Kris and he was a little scared of what was about to go down in the backseat of this limo…and not in the good way.
“Fuck Drake!” Kris said throwing up a middle finger for emphasis. “You all have been together…what all of a few weeks and all the sudden you want to gush on and on about him? Really, Adam? Is this how it’s going to be now…every interview is going to be about you and Drake! You have managed to steal the spotlight from me YET again…Congratulations Adam! This has got to be some kind of Idol record.”
Adam felt the anger raise up in his from deep in his gut, “BULLSHIT!”
“What?” Kris quickly turned back towards Adam steadying himself against the seat.
“Bullshit! This has nothing to do with the spotlight and everything to do with Drake…and why is that the case might I add. I never said shit when you would talk about Katy in other interviews did I? No, I let you speak your piece…but now that I have someone in my life you want to throw a bitch fit? Fuck that Kris…and fuck you…I would have expected this from Sarver or Gokey but not you…not you”
“I never once wanted to bring up Katy…I would have rather kept her out of this…they brought her up! I didn’t sit there and gush about her…not like I gushed about you…” Kris's voice trailed off as he glanced out the window and rubbed his temples.
“No one told you to ‘gush’ about me, now did they?” Adam said whipping his head back towards Kris.
“No one fucking had to!” Kris breathed slowly has his eyes lingered on Adam for too long as he felt overcome with emotion and had to look away, “You are so stupid to be so smart.” Kris stared out the window as a long silence brushed through the limo.
Adam sat there slowly processing what he just heard…slowly connecting the dots and starting to realize what Kris was actually trying to say…but who would speak first…
Adam took the reigns, “Wha…What are you saying Kris?”
“I’m saying what you were looking for was right in front of your face the whole time…but you were too blind to see it. The hugs…the touches…the looks…the praise…all of that never set off an alarm to you…or is the reason you couldn’t see me because I just wasn’t what you were looking for?” Kris turned his head back to Adam…and as he turned Adam saw a tear fall from Kris’s eye…the reflection of the city lights streaming down his face.
“I…I’m sorry…I didn’t know…Kris…I’m sorry honey.”
Kris forced out a smile as he slowly sung, “It’s too late to ‘pologize….it’s too late…” he smiled briefly but then returned to a frown…he had a massive headache.
Adam sat there looking down at the floor of the limo and suddenly felt some liquid run down his cheek…he was crying…fuck this is going to mess up my make-up…his own thoughts provided comic relief from the situation at hand.
The limo slowed down and came to a stop. The limo driver spoke over the intercom, “We’re at Late Night with Conan…you need a minute?” he obviously had heard the commotion.
Kris looked over at Adam, with black streak marks down his cheeks and clicked the intercom button, “No we’re good…be ready in 5 minutes.”
Adam sniffled holding back the flood that was starting to swell up behind his eyes as he looked over to Kris, “But…you have Katy? What was I supposed to think?”
Kris took a bottle of Aspirin out of his coat pocket and took two small pills, “Yeah…well you never took the time to think about it did you…you just assumed you knew what was going on…all you had to do was ask me…I would of told you how I felt…but it’s too late now…I mean you have Drake now.”
Kris ended the last sentence with a raised eyebrow and a frown. He was hurt, and it wasn’t until that moment that Adam realized just how deep Kris’s feelings for him went…Adam felt like blowing off the interview. He just wanted to go somewhere quiet with Kris and talk this whole thing out, but they couldn’t.
Kris reached down in his pocket and pulled out a tissue and threw it in Adams lap. Adam slowly picked it up and looked up at Kris who by now was getting ready to get out of the limo. The doorman was getting ready to open the door when Adam tugged Kris’s jacket…
“What am I supposed to do out there after this?”
Kris looked back, “What you always do…put on a good show…now clean yourself up…the cameras are waiting”
And just like that Kris was gone…
Author: Hotstickibunz82
Rating: PG-13...some cussin'
Pairing: Kris/Adam, Dradam (I guess that's their 'name'..lol)
Summary: It's the night after the pictures of Adam and Drake are released and Kris and Adam have to go do Press for the Idol tour on the late night circut, but something boiling beneath the surface and all is not what it seems...
Notes: Okay, so this is my FIRST fanfic...but I enjoy writing and since Kradam has envaded my brain here recently it just seemed natural to do it....and with the events of today it helped with the plot. Please tell me what you think! Constructive criticism welcomed!!
Disclaimer: I do not know Adam, Kris, or Drake...although if you give me 15 mintues...a bottle of baby oil and the three of them I'm sure I could get to know them!
Adam and Kris sat in the green room in complete silence, which was a first for them since there was always some random topic of conversation. At least that’s how it had been for the past year. There wasn’t really anything that these two couldn’t talk about for hours. Even after they thought they had exhausted every possible topic they would always revisit a previous one and find something new to talk about. Which is why all this seemed a little odd to Adam, he didn’t know what was wrong with his little buddy. He glanced up at Kris on the sly trying to gauge his facial expressions because that was the easiest way to tell what was going on in Kris’s mind. He looked focused and in intense thought and he kept twisting his wedding band around his ring finger with his thumb.
“You alright, honey?” Adam said standing up and walking over to the sofa where Kris was seated.
Kris didn’t respond…Adam sat down and touched Kris’s shoulder which must have broken him out of his trance because he almost jumped right off the couch.
“What! Oh, yeah…I’m fine…just thinking”
“What are you thinking about? You look like you seriously want to shit a brick” Adam slouched back in the sofa.
“Um….it’s just been a really weird day…me and Katy got into it…over something stupid. *sigh* I really don’t want to talk about it before the interview though, but I’ll tell you later. I’m just in a funky mood…that’s all”
“Oh, okay…sorry to hear about that.”
The producer came in, “Three minutes and you two are on. Are you ready?”
They both nodded and got up to follow the man to the edge of the stage. They had swarms of people checking their microphones and make-up and making last minute adjustments to their clothes before it was time to go on. You see everyone had just got back to L.A. for tour rehearsals so 19E had been sending random Idols here and there to promote on the late night circuit. Adam and Kris were to hit up two spots that night.
Suddenly the crowd dispersed…and they heard the producer, “and we’re back in 5…4…3…2” he held up his finger and silently pointed to Leno, who introduced Adam and Kris as the band tried their best to jazz up ‘No Boundaries’.
Adam and Kris got comfy in the chairs beside the host. The interview went flawlessly as anticipated until Leno brought up the not so secret elephant in the room.
“So Adam…” he said pulling up a magazine from his desk and propping it up for the cameras. It was a picture of Adam and his new boyfriend Drake coming out of a local LA club, “we hear congratulations are in order. I see you have someone special in your life now?”
Adam was so embarrassed, and Kris could tell which made him laugh softly to himself because Adam was NOT easily embarrassed, but of course Adam handled it like a pro, “Yeah, that’s a very good friend of mine. We had a good time that night as you can see from all the pictures…” as he grabbed the magazine for a closer look, “My make-up looks good here!”
The audience laughed…Kris felt a little burn at the back of his neck but shook it off as nothing serious. However, Leno and Adam went on and on about Drake and Adam’s sexuality and how Adam was so happy to have Drake in his life…and with every passing minute Kris got more and more agitated until he finally had to interrupt the two…
“Wow, I mean I can go back to the green room for a minute if you two want to chit chat!”
Kris shifted in his seat looking out into the audience, who laughed thinking this was part of the back and forth banter. However, Adam knew when Kris was being sincere and when he was being sarcastic…and he definitely heard tones of the later in that comment from Kris…but of course Adam handled it like a pro and shot one back at him...
“Oh Kris? That’s cute…are you jealous?” Adam turned to Kris staring at him dead in his eyes trying to figure out where these outbursts were coming from.
“I mean I should be…you never held my hand in public. I guess a forehead kiss is okay but hand holding crosses the line, huh?” Kris said as he smiled a crooked smile and let out a wicked laugh just low enough for Adam to hear it.
Of course the audience laughed because they had no idea what was really going on beneath the surface. Adam took a quick glance around the studio and laughed to mask the anger that was starting to boil up in him. Then he just took a quick deep breath and assumed that this was Kris’s way of working through his ‘funky’ mood and that he was just being sassy…which is no problem Adam can deal with sassy. He does in fact have a Masters in Bitchology, so he could throw down with the best of them.
Kris bent over to pick up his mug and started to take a sip when Adam seemingly and ‘playfully’ shoved him in the shoulder while ‘jokingly’ telling him to stop. Kris again, smiled for the cameras and took a sip and in a split second looked up with over the rim of his mug and shot Adam a glance that could cut through steel. It very quickly knocked the wind out of Adam and wiped the smile off his face as well. Adam shivered quickly but recovered quickly as he turned back to Leno.
They finished up the interview giving the first few tour dates and giving a little bit of info on their albums. The vibe was off between them though, and Adam could feel it. What in the hell happened just now…he wondered as they went to commercial and the swarm of people returned to claim their mics and get the stage ready for the next guest. Adam and Kris shook Leno’s hand and were guided to the side of the stage. They have one last wave to the crowd and disappeared behind the wall.
Adam moved slowly, unsure of what Kris was going to say or do next…was he mad, was he playing, and was he still in a funk? Adam didn’t know…so he thought it best to proceed with caution. They were bombarded with flashing lights and requests for autographs when they stepped out of the studio door, with which they happily obliged. Their publicist told them it was time to go and quickly shuffled them into a limo that was waiting nearby. They were alone…and the silence grew to be too loud…even for Adam.
He looked down and started picking at his nail polish…then slowly stared out the window before throwing a glance over at Kris. Kris had his eyes closed and was resting his head against the window breathing deeply. He must have felt Adam’s eyes on him because he opened his eyes slightly and shot Adam a side glance…
“What?” Kris said very coldly...rolling his eyes in Adams direction.
Adam was thrown off guard but quickly regained his composure, “What?!...I should be asking you that! What the hell was all that back there Kris?”
Kris breathed heavily, “I don’t know…man…I just…I don’t know.”
Adam turned to look back out the window, “I mean is there a fucking problem?”
Kris was silent and then slowly turned to Adam, “Does it look like I have a fucking problem?”
“Um....yes. You obviously have a problem the question is what the hell is it?”
There was a long pause as Adam kept staring at Kris waiting for some kind of explanation or something…anything to explain where all this was coming from.
“I’m waiting…” Adam said putting his hand on his hip and propping his head up against the window with his other hand.
“And…” Kris said loosening his tie and rolling his head from the window to back upon the head rest.
“Kristopher Allen, what is the problem?” The anger faded slightly there was more concern in Adam’s voice this time around. “I’m not going to drop this so you might as well tell me now!” Adam said as he reached out for Kris’s shoulder and was met with a cold shrug.
Kris turned to face Adam, “You want to know what is wrong with me Adam? You really want to know what is wrong with me…” Kris was yelling now and Adam had backed off a little because he really wasn’t used to dealing with this side of Kris and he was a little scared of what was about to go down in the backseat of this limo…and not in the good way.
“Fuck Drake!” Kris said throwing up a middle finger for emphasis. “You all have been together…what all of a few weeks and all the sudden you want to gush on and on about him? Really, Adam? Is this how it’s going to be now…every interview is going to be about you and Drake! You have managed to steal the spotlight from me YET again…Congratulations Adam! This has got to be some kind of Idol record.”
Adam felt the anger raise up in his from deep in his gut, “BULLSHIT!”
“What?” Kris quickly turned back towards Adam steadying himself against the seat.
“Bullshit! This has nothing to do with the spotlight and everything to do with Drake…and why is that the case might I add. I never said shit when you would talk about Katy in other interviews did I? No, I let you speak your piece…but now that I have someone in my life you want to throw a bitch fit? Fuck that Kris…and fuck you…I would have expected this from Sarver or Gokey but not you…not you”
“I never once wanted to bring up Katy…I would have rather kept her out of this…they brought her up! I didn’t sit there and gush about her…not like I gushed about you…” Kris's voice trailed off as he glanced out the window and rubbed his temples.
“No one told you to ‘gush’ about me, now did they?” Adam said whipping his head back towards Kris.
“No one fucking had to!” Kris breathed slowly has his eyes lingered on Adam for too long as he felt overcome with emotion and had to look away, “You are so stupid to be so smart.” Kris stared out the window as a long silence brushed through the limo.
Adam sat there slowly processing what he just heard…slowly connecting the dots and starting to realize what Kris was actually trying to say…but who would speak first…
Adam took the reigns, “Wha…What are you saying Kris?”
“I’m saying what you were looking for was right in front of your face the whole time…but you were too blind to see it. The hugs…the touches…the looks…the praise…all of that never set off an alarm to you…or is the reason you couldn’t see me because I just wasn’t what you were looking for?” Kris turned his head back to Adam…and as he turned Adam saw a tear fall from Kris’s eye…the reflection of the city lights streaming down his face.
“I…I’m sorry…I didn’t know…Kris…I’m sorry honey.”
Kris forced out a smile as he slowly sung, “It’s too late to ‘pologize….it’s too late…” he smiled briefly but then returned to a frown…he had a massive headache.
Adam sat there looking down at the floor of the limo and suddenly felt some liquid run down his cheek…he was crying…fuck this is going to mess up my make-up…his own thoughts provided comic relief from the situation at hand.
The limo slowed down and came to a stop. The limo driver spoke over the intercom, “We’re at Late Night with Conan…you need a minute?” he obviously had heard the commotion.
Kris looked over at Adam, with black streak marks down his cheeks and clicked the intercom button, “No we’re good…be ready in 5 minutes.”
Adam sniffled holding back the flood that was starting to swell up behind his eyes as he looked over to Kris, “But…you have Katy? What was I supposed to think?”
Kris took a bottle of Aspirin out of his coat pocket and took two small pills, “Yeah…well you never took the time to think about it did you…you just assumed you knew what was going on…all you had to do was ask me…I would of told you how I felt…but it’s too late now…I mean you have Drake now.”
Kris ended the last sentence with a raised eyebrow and a frown. He was hurt, and it wasn’t until that moment that Adam realized just how deep Kris’s feelings for him went…Adam felt like blowing off the interview. He just wanted to go somewhere quiet with Kris and talk this whole thing out, but they couldn’t.
Kris reached down in his pocket and pulled out a tissue and threw it in Adams lap. Adam slowly picked it up and looked up at Kris who by now was getting ready to get out of the limo. The doorman was getting ready to open the door when Adam tugged Kris’s jacket…
“What am I supposed to do out there after this?”
Kris looked back, “What you always do…put on a good show…now clean yourself up…the cameras are waiting”
And just like that Kris was gone…