The Little Things Pt 819/? (Forever After Sequel)
Chapter 819
AN: I'm having a problem with my hand and I need to rest it for a few weeks. so updates for now will be flashbacks to older chapters. Hopefully I will get back to the story very soon.
Flash Forward 2030
“Papa?”
“Hmm?”
“Papa?” Sebastian repeated as he shook Adam by the arm.
“Hmm?”
“Papa wake up,” Sebastian whispered. “It's time to go for a run.”
“Okay, you start and I'll catch up.”
“Papa, are you listening to me?”
“I'm up,” Adam mumbled into the pillow.
“Papa?” Sebastian whispered pressing his mouth to Adam's ear. “If you don't get up now, I'm going to sell your favourite boots on ebay.”
“I'm up,” Adam announced as he sat up fully in bed. “And you touch my boots and I'll sell you on ebay.”
“I'll go get your sneakers for you,” Sebastian smiled wide before running out of the bedroom door.
“Why did we decide to have children?” Adam groaned as he threw himself back against the pillow.
“Something about having a loving family?” Kris suggested with a sleepy yawn.
“What a load of crap,” Adam groaned.
“You better hurry before he goes after the boots,” Kris smirked.
“I've been doing this running thing for two months now,” Adam sighed. “I don't want to do it any more.”
“You've got one more week until your tour starts,” Kris pointed out. “One more week and then you can rest.”
“I doubt it,” Adam pouted. “He's coming with me for the first week.”
“Papa, I'm ready,” Sebastian yelled from the hallway.
“I'm going to jog into the woods and leave him there,” Adam grumbled as he climbed out of bed.
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“Am I supposed to know what that is?” Gabe frowned as he looked at what was in Jacob's hand.
“It's a McQueen original.” Jacob held up the piece of jewellery for his boyfriend to see.
“A what?”
“McQueen original,” Jacob frowned. “You do know what the means, right?”
“McQueen was something to do with jewellery?”
“How are we dating?” Jacob sighed as he shook his head. “Alexander McQueen was only one of the best fashion designers to come along in the past thirty years.”
“After you, of course,” Gabe added with a wide smile.
“Being charming will get you no where,” Jacob remarked as he tried to hide his smile.
“So why are you showing me this...thing?”
“This thing is an earring,” Jacob answered. “I bought it for my Papa as a going on tour gift.”
“It looks like a sharks tooth,” Gabe remarked as he poked at the earring in Jacob's hand.
“It's tribal.”
“It could stab him in the neck if he does one of those body popping moves he does,” Gabe remarked.
“My Papa knows how to wear dangerous accessories,” Jacob said. “I bought you something too.”
“I don't know how to wear dangerous accessories,” Gabe remarked dryly. “I could stab myself in the neck.”
“I bought you a necklace,” Jacob said as he rolled his eyes. “You really do take the fun out of gift giving.”
“Why am I getting a gift?” Gabe quizzed as he took the small box from Jacob's outstretched hand.
“Because I love you,” Jacob shrugged shyly.
Gabe smiled wide as he looked down at the necklace. “It's a boxing glove.”
“I thought you would wear it if it was something manly,” Jacob shrugged. “So you like it?”
“I love it,” Gabe smiled. “I love you,” he added as he leaned over to kiss Jacob's lips. “But now I have to give you something.”
“You don't have to...”
“Here,” Gabe interrupted as he reached into his gym back. “Take this. It's my favourite one.”
“And what is it?” Jacob frowned as he looked down at the weird thing in his hand.
“It's my gum shield,” Gabe answered. “It protects my teeth when I'm fighting.”
“You're giving me a gum shield?” Jacob frowned as he looked down at his hand. “Are you sure?”
“Of course,” Gabe smiled before reaching in to kiss Jacob's lips again.
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“He gave you what?” Adam frowned as he lay back on Jacob's bed.
“His gum shield,” Jacob frowned. “It's got bite marks all over it.”
“That's... it's weird, isn't it?”
“It's very weird,” Jacob said nodding his head in agreement. “Why would he think giving me this was a good idea?”
“He's a boy,” Adam shrugged. “And not a stylish boy.”
“How did I fall in love with such a boy?” Jacob sighed.
“I've asked myself that same question over the years,” Adam sighed. “Your Dad was quite the boy when we first met.”
“Yeah, but I bet he didn't give you a gum shield,” Jacob said as he held up the gum shield for Adam to see.
“He did once take me to a house party with his weird friends when first started dating,” Adam mused. “I could have broke up with him for that.”
“It was that bad?”
“You've met your Dad's old friends,” Adam sighed.
“It was that bad,” Jacob nodded in agreement.
End of Flash Forward 2030
Flashback 2009
“Do you think we'll get to play spin the bottle?”
“You're not funny,” Kris remarked dryly as he walked around the front of the car to take Adam's hand.
“I'm a twenty-seven-year-old man going to a house party with a six pack,” Adam pointed out as he held the pack of beer up for Kris to see. “Making fun of the situation is all I can do.”
“I told you to think of it as a dinner party,” Kris sighed. “You go to dinner parties don't you.”
“Never with a bucket of chicken,” Adam remarked with a raised eyebrow as he looked down at the bucket in Kris's hand.
“You think you're too good for my friends, don't you?” Kris accused. “You think you're better than them.”
“I think I'm better than beer and buckets of chicken,” Adam answered. “This has nothing to do with your friends.”
“What are you so scared of?”
“I'm not scared.”
“Do you think they don't like you?” Kris asked as he stood in front of Adam. “You know they like you.”
“I've only met them once,” Adam sighed. “And you came out to them that night. I really don't think they like me that much. They'll put up with me because of you.”
“My friends aren't like that.”
“Every straight guy is like that,” Adam sighed.
“What's being straight got to do with anything?” Kris asked confused.
“I don't think your friends like the fact that I turned you gay,” Adam pouted causing Kris to laugh.
“You turned me gay?” Kris quizzed. “What are you, the gay recruiter?”
“I'm being serious here,” Adam sighed.
“And that's the sad thing.” Kris reached out to fix Adam's collar. “My friends don't care that you're gay. My friends don't care that I'm gay. The fact that we're both gay isn't an issue here.”
“I don't know so much,” Adam sighed. “I mean, the gay lifestyle isn't exactly accepted in this part of the country.”
“Are you saying that this is a homophobic town?”
“I'm saying if you don't go to church every Sunday and screw your wife with the lights out, you aren't going to be accepted here.”
“Is that what you thought when you first met me?” Kris frowned. “Did you think I was some sort of bible bashing freak.”
“That's exactly what I thought,” Adam answered honestly. “I was convinced you were going preach to me at every opportunity.”
“Nice.”
“I'm just being honest,” Adam said holding his hands up.
“Well, I'm not like that,” Kris said annoyed.
“Because you're gay,” Adam remarked as he moved to walk up the driveway. “Your friends are straight, beer drinking, football loving...guys.”
“You're a snob,” Kris remarked as he pushed past Adam to knock on the front door.
“Oh please don't start a fight right now,” Adam sighed as he came to stand beside Kris. “I need you on my team.”
“I didn't think you would want a beer drinking, football loving guy on your team,” Kris snapped before the front door opened.
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“Don't,” Kris warned as he took a seat next to Adam on the floor.
“I'm not saying anything,” Adam said holding his hands up.
“Okay, does everyone know the rules of spin the bottle?” one of Kris's friends asked causing everyone to nod their heads. “And do we all remember the seven minutes in heaven rule?” Everyone but Adam nodded their heads.
“The what?”
“If you land on the same person more than twice you have to spend seven minutes locked in a closet with someone,” Kris explained as he leaned into Adam's side.
“Of course you do,” Adam said dryly causing Kris to give him a warning look. “Okay, who's first?” Adam asked looking around the room.
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“And that's the third time,” Kris's friend Holly giggled.
Adam looked across the circle at Kris's friend Jon. “Are you sure?”
“Well since you and Jon wouldn't kiss,” Kris remarked. “It's only fair you do seven minutes in heaven.”
“And where is this heaven?”
“In the closet,” Kris smirked. “You've been there before, haven't you?”
“Not since I was eighteen,” Adam answered.
“Well, go on,” Holly giggled. “I'll set my watch.”
“Come on Jon,” Adam sighed as he stood up. “Take me to heaven.”
….......................
“So...”
“So,” Adam smiled. “What exactly do we do here?”
“Nothing,” Jon answered sharply. “We do absolutely nothing.”
“Relax,” Adam sighed. “We don't have to make out or anything. I think we've figured out that I'm not your type.”
“Right,” Jon said with a nervous laugh. “So...”
“So,” Adam repeated.
“So...”
“Have you known Kris long?” Adam asked in an attempt to change the subject.
“Since we were five,” Jon answers as he leans back against the wall. “We met in school.”
“I bet Kris was cute as a five-year-old,” Adam smirked. “Hell he still looks five now.”
“I don't know,” Jon said avoiding Adam's eyes. “I've never thought of a guy as cute.”
“So you're straight?” Adam quizzed causing Jon to look up at him sharply.
“Yes. Why? Do I not look straight?” Jon looked down at himself. “Is it the clothes?”
“It's not the clothes,” Adam laughed looking down at Jon's old jeans. “Trust me, you have the straight man uniform.”
“Good,” Jon breathed out before looking at Adam. “Not that looking gay is bad or anything. Hell, being gay isn't bad either, I mean... one of my best friends is gay.”
“Right,” Adam said faking a smile.
“I've just never met a gay person before,” Jon said as he looked down at his feet.
“Sure you have,” Adam remarked. “You met one when you were five.”
“Oh, Kris wasn't gay then.”
“Yeah, it wasn't until he went out to big gay Hollywood before he started liking men,” Adam said in a sarcastic tone.
“Exactly,” Jon smiled. “I sure as hell won't be going.”
“Right,” Adam faked another smile before looking down at his watch.
….............................
“So was Kris gay when we went camping together and had to share a tent?”
Adam looked across the closet at Kris's friend Donny. “Probably.”
“Has he ever told you he likes me?” Donny asked. “I mean, does he talk about me?”
“No,” Adam sighed.
“Good,” Donny breathed out. “That was a pretty small tent. When I heard Kris was gay I didn't know if he was gay back then too.”
“I'm sure he was,” Adam sighed.
“Do you think I made him gay?” Donny asked seriously.
“I hate this game,” Adam grumbled to himself.
…...................................
“And you've never had sex with a woman?”
Adam looked across the closet at Kris's friend Holly. “No.”
“Then how do you know you're gay?”
“Because I don't want to have sex with a woman,” Adam shrugged.
“Do you and Kris do it?” Holly asked with excitement in her voice.
“Has it been seven minutes yet?” Adam quizzed as he looked down at his watch.
…...............................
“So Kris is the bottom?” Kris's friend Ted asked.
“I don't really think we should...”
“I always thought you would be,” Ted remarked. “I mean, you're the one that wears the make up. I just assumed that you would be the woman in the relationship.”
“Men can wear make up,” Adam frowned. “And Kris can take it like...” Adam paused as he looked across the closet at Ted. “So how long have you known Kris?”
“Since we were five.”
“Let me guess, you met in school.”
“How did you know that?” Ted asked surprised.
“I feel like we're still back in school,” Adam answered dryly.
…...................................
“So would I be a twink or not?”
Adam looked across the closet at Kris's overweight friend Mike. “I don't think so.”
“I read in one magazine that Kris is a twink.”
“Right,” Adam said nodding his head. “That just means he's a cute gay guy with not much body hair.”
“So that's not me?” Mike asked looking down at himself.
“No,” Adam sighed. “You're more of a bear.”
“Cool,” Mike smiled wide at he looked at himself. “That makes me sound pretty manly.”
“Uh huh,” Adam nodded as he looked at his watch.
…..................................
“Want to have sex?”
Adam looked at the one friend of Kris's he actually knew. “No Charles, I don't.”
“Your lose,” Charles shrugged. “So you're pretty unlucky at this game.”
“I feel like I'm in hell,” Adam answered as he rubbed his eyes. “Is this what every party is like?”
“Pretty much,” Charles shrugged. “Unless we feel like dressing up all fancy and going out.”
“Does that mean you wear your clean jeans?” Adam asked with a raised eyebrow.
“Kris is right,” Charles said shaking his head. “You are a snob.”
“I am not,” Adam frowned. “I just think there is more to life than beer and spin the bottle.”
“Well, I am sorry we aren't exciting enough for you,” Charles shrugged. “I guess simple ways aren't for superstar Adam Lambert.”
“That's not it and you know it,” Adam frowned. “I just don't feel comfortable here. In case you don't know, but my kind isn't exactly welcome around these parts.”
“We like Jewish people,” Charles shrugged.
“I'm talking about gays,” Adam sighed. “Small towns aren't exactly gay friendly. Hell I think I'm the first one a lot of your friends have met.”
“And are we being nasty to you?” Charles quizzed. “Are we running you out of town waving our guns in the air.”
“No.”
“Has anyone been anything but nice to you since the moment you walked through that door tonight?”
“No, but...”
“Look we might not know a lot about the gay lifestyle, but we aren't ignorant. We fully accept Kris and you.”
“I guess I am a bit of a snob,” Adam sighed.
“So, we have two minutes left,” Charles remarked as he looked down at his watch. “Are you sure you don't want to have sex with me. I can finished in two minutes.”
“You're a good friend Charles,” Adam laughed as he patted the bigger mans shoulder.
“I can be done in one minute and that leaves one minute for snuggling,” Charles remarked causing Adam to laugh.
…................................
“I really suck at this game,” Adam grumbled as he closed the closet door behind him.
“At least you've got to make out with most of the people here,” Kris mused as he leaned against the wall. “Charles even said you guys snuggled after.”
“Are you still mad at me?” Adam asked as he slumped down on the floor.
“I'm not mad.”
“You haven't talked to me since the game started,” Adam pointed out as Kris slumped down beside him on the floor.
“Because you're being an idiot,” Kris pointed out.
“I was,” Adam nodded his head in agreement. “I guess I was just scared.”
“Scared of what?”
“Your friends not liking me,” Adam answered honestly.
“You know they like you,” Kris sighed. “You know, you turn into such a needy person at times.”
“I just need them to really like me,” Adam sighed. “I don't want the gay thing to get in between you and your friends.”
“You're the only one talking about the gay thing,” Kris remarked. “I've not heard anyone say anything about it.”
“You should have been in here then,” Adam sighed. “Your friend Ted wanted to know if you're a top or bottom.”
“Really?” Kris asked pulling a face. “I'm so glad he asked you that and not me. Now are you going to relax and try and enjoy yourself?” Kris asked as he reached over to take his boyfriend's hand.
“I really need them to like me,” Adam sighed.
“Why?”
“Because if they don't it might not be good for our relationship,” Adam answered honestly.
“What's It got to do with our relationship?” Kris frowned.
“Well, if your friends don't like me it might make you rethink our whole relationship,” Adam shrugged as he avoided Kris's eyes.
“You think if my friends don't like you that might make me dump you?” Kris asked causing Adam to sigh heavily. “You really are stupid, aren't you?”
“Our relationship is still pretty new,” Adam explained. “You still have time to get out and go back to Katy.”
“You really are stupid,” Kris sighed as he rested his head on Adam's arm. “You really think I could leave you now?”
“It would break my heart if you did,” Adam admitted honestly.
“Well, I think I can promise you that you won't be getting a broken heart from me,” Kris whispered as he cuddled into Adam's side.
“What if your friends don't like me?”
“What if your friends don't like me?” Kris asked. “Does that mean you would break up with me if that happened?”
“Of course not,” Adam sighed.
“So you've just answered your own question,” Kris whispered. “Now can you please stop worrying and try and enjoy the rest of our night?”
“What if your Mama doesn't like me?”
“You know my Mama loves you,” Kris answered as he stood up.
“What if I ask you to stop wearing plaid?” Adam quizzed as he stood up.
“Then you're gone,” Kris answered. “That would end our relationship right there.”
“You're not funny, you know,” Adam remarked dryly.
“You know we only have two minutes left in seven minutes in heaven,” Kris remarked looking at his watch.
“Guess what Charles can do in two minutes,” Adam smirked.
“That's gross,” Kris said pulling a face. “And he is not your type.”
“Is he your type?” Adam smirked.
“And that ends seven minutes in heaven,” Kris grumbled as he moved to open the closet door.
End of Flashback 2009
Flash Forward 2030
“My Papa will kill you if he catches you,” Jacob snapped as he held open the bedroom window for Gabe to climb through. “You know they have cameras around the house.”
“I gave your security guy two tickets to the Lakers if he kept his mouth shut,” Gabe said as he swung his legs over the window ledge.
“Why don't you just use the front door?” Jacob quizzed.
“I wanted to be romantic,” Gabe answered. “And I wanted to give you something.”
“Another mouth shield?” Jacob frowned as he looked across the room where the mouth shield sat.
“I knew you didn't like that gift,” Gabe sighed. “I knew the moment I gave you it, it was a bad idea.”
“I love my... yeah, okay I hate the awful thing, but that doesn't mean it wasn't sweet of you to give it to me.”
“I knew you would,” Gabe smirked. “You're such a snob at times.”
“I am not,” Jacob frowned.
“You hate anything that doesn't involve fashion or music,” Gabe remarked as he came to sit down on Jacob's bed. “You hate the idea that you're in love with a boxer. You hate that I'm such a boy.”
“Well, it's just so distasteful,” Jacob sighed as he sat down next to Gabe on the bed. “There is no need for anyone to sweat that much. Plus you've always got bruises and cuts all over you.”
“So it's not attractive that you boyfriend is such a strong man.”
“Man?” Jacob scoffed causing Gabe to frown.
“I don't know why I bothered buying you this stupid gift,” Gabe grumbled. “I'm sure there is other cute boys out there that would appreciate me more.”
“But they wouldn't have my style,” Jacob shrugged causing Gabe to laugh.
“Here,” Gabe smiled holding out a small box. “Open it.”
Jacob ran his fingertips over the velvet box. “It's so pretty.”
“Look what's inside.”
Jacob opened the box slowly to reveal a silver ring inside. “Oh my god.”
“Do you like it?”
“Oh my god,” Jacob gasped with his hand over his mouth.
“You do like it, don't you?” Gabe asked frowning.
“Are you proposing?”
“What?” Gabe yelled.
“Shhh,” Jacob hissed.
“You think I'm proposing?” Gabe scoffed. “Sixteen and fifteen. Do you really think that's a good idea.”
“You're the one that bought me an engagement ring,” Jacob accused as he held up the ring. “What do you expect me to think?”
“It's not an engagement ring,” Gabe frowned.
“Yes it is.”
“It's not,” Gabe frowned. “It's one of those designer ones you like so much.”
“This is an engagement ring,” Jacob pressed as he put the ring in Gabe's face.
“It is?” Gabe asked weakly as he looked at the ring. “How was I supposed to know it was an engagement ring?”
“You are such a boy,” Jacob sighed. “Haven't you ever seen an engagement ring before?”
“It's a ring,” Gabe said annoyed. “They all look the same.”
“My Papa is going to freak when he sees me wearing this,” Jacob mused as he slipped the ring on his finger.
“You can't wear it,” Gabe frowned. “Give it back.”
“I'm not giving it back,” Jacob said holding his hand to his chest. “This is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.”
“People are going to think we're engaged.”
“I don't care,” Jacob shrugged. “I'm not giving my ring back.”
“Fine,” Gabe grumbled, “but I'm taking back my gum shield,” Gabe grumbled as he walked across the room to pick up his gum shield.
End of Flash Forward 2030
AN: I'm having a problem with my hand and I need to rest it for a few weeks. so updates for now will be flashbacks to older chapters. Hopefully I will get back to the story very soon.
Flash Forward 2030
“Papa?”
“Hmm?”
“Papa?” Sebastian repeated as he shook Adam by the arm.
“Hmm?”
“Papa wake up,” Sebastian whispered. “It's time to go for a run.”
“Okay, you start and I'll catch up.”
“Papa, are you listening to me?”
“I'm up,” Adam mumbled into the pillow.
“Papa?” Sebastian whispered pressing his mouth to Adam's ear. “If you don't get up now, I'm going to sell your favourite boots on ebay.”
“I'm up,” Adam announced as he sat up fully in bed. “And you touch my boots and I'll sell you on ebay.”
“I'll go get your sneakers for you,” Sebastian smiled wide before running out of the bedroom door.
“Why did we decide to have children?” Adam groaned as he threw himself back against the pillow.
“Something about having a loving family?” Kris suggested with a sleepy yawn.
“What a load of crap,” Adam groaned.
“You better hurry before he goes after the boots,” Kris smirked.
“I've been doing this running thing for two months now,” Adam sighed. “I don't want to do it any more.”
“You've got one more week until your tour starts,” Kris pointed out. “One more week and then you can rest.”
“I doubt it,” Adam pouted. “He's coming with me for the first week.”
“Papa, I'm ready,” Sebastian yelled from the hallway.
“I'm going to jog into the woods and leave him there,” Adam grumbled as he climbed out of bed.
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“Am I supposed to know what that is?” Gabe frowned as he looked at what was in Jacob's hand.
“It's a McQueen original.” Jacob held up the piece of jewellery for his boyfriend to see.
“A what?”
“McQueen original,” Jacob frowned. “You do know what the means, right?”
“McQueen was something to do with jewellery?”
“How are we dating?” Jacob sighed as he shook his head. “Alexander McQueen was only one of the best fashion designers to come along in the past thirty years.”
“After you, of course,” Gabe added with a wide smile.
“Being charming will get you no where,” Jacob remarked as he tried to hide his smile.
“So why are you showing me this...thing?”
“This thing is an earring,” Jacob answered. “I bought it for my Papa as a going on tour gift.”
“It looks like a sharks tooth,” Gabe remarked as he poked at the earring in Jacob's hand.
“It's tribal.”
“It could stab him in the neck if he does one of those body popping moves he does,” Gabe remarked.
“My Papa knows how to wear dangerous accessories,” Jacob said. “I bought you something too.”
“I don't know how to wear dangerous accessories,” Gabe remarked dryly. “I could stab myself in the neck.”
“I bought you a necklace,” Jacob said as he rolled his eyes. “You really do take the fun out of gift giving.”
“Why am I getting a gift?” Gabe quizzed as he took the small box from Jacob's outstretched hand.
“Because I love you,” Jacob shrugged shyly.
Gabe smiled wide as he looked down at the necklace. “It's a boxing glove.”
“I thought you would wear it if it was something manly,” Jacob shrugged. “So you like it?”
“I love it,” Gabe smiled. “I love you,” he added as he leaned over to kiss Jacob's lips. “But now I have to give you something.”
“You don't have to...”
“Here,” Gabe interrupted as he reached into his gym back. “Take this. It's my favourite one.”
“And what is it?” Jacob frowned as he looked down at the weird thing in his hand.
“It's my gum shield,” Gabe answered. “It protects my teeth when I'm fighting.”
“You're giving me a gum shield?” Jacob frowned as he looked down at his hand. “Are you sure?”
“Of course,” Gabe smiled before reaching in to kiss Jacob's lips again.
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“He gave you what?” Adam frowned as he lay back on Jacob's bed.
“His gum shield,” Jacob frowned. “It's got bite marks all over it.”
“That's... it's weird, isn't it?”
“It's very weird,” Jacob said nodding his head in agreement. “Why would he think giving me this was a good idea?”
“He's a boy,” Adam shrugged. “And not a stylish boy.”
“How did I fall in love with such a boy?” Jacob sighed.
“I've asked myself that same question over the years,” Adam sighed. “Your Dad was quite the boy when we first met.”
“Yeah, but I bet he didn't give you a gum shield,” Jacob said as he held up the gum shield for Adam to see.
“He did once take me to a house party with his weird friends when first started dating,” Adam mused. “I could have broke up with him for that.”
“It was that bad?”
“You've met your Dad's old friends,” Adam sighed.
“It was that bad,” Jacob nodded in agreement.
End of Flash Forward 2030
Flashback 2009
“Do you think we'll get to play spin the bottle?”
“You're not funny,” Kris remarked dryly as he walked around the front of the car to take Adam's hand.
“I'm a twenty-seven-year-old man going to a house party with a six pack,” Adam pointed out as he held the pack of beer up for Kris to see. “Making fun of the situation is all I can do.”
“I told you to think of it as a dinner party,” Kris sighed. “You go to dinner parties don't you.”
“Never with a bucket of chicken,” Adam remarked with a raised eyebrow as he looked down at the bucket in Kris's hand.
“You think you're too good for my friends, don't you?” Kris accused. “You think you're better than them.”
“I think I'm better than beer and buckets of chicken,” Adam answered. “This has nothing to do with your friends.”
“What are you so scared of?”
“I'm not scared.”
“Do you think they don't like you?” Kris asked as he stood in front of Adam. “You know they like you.”
“I've only met them once,” Adam sighed. “And you came out to them that night. I really don't think they like me that much. They'll put up with me because of you.”
“My friends aren't like that.”
“Every straight guy is like that,” Adam sighed.
“What's being straight got to do with anything?” Kris asked confused.
“I don't think your friends like the fact that I turned you gay,” Adam pouted causing Kris to laugh.
“You turned me gay?” Kris quizzed. “What are you, the gay recruiter?”
“I'm being serious here,” Adam sighed.
“And that's the sad thing.” Kris reached out to fix Adam's collar. “My friends don't care that you're gay. My friends don't care that I'm gay. The fact that we're both gay isn't an issue here.”
“I don't know so much,” Adam sighed. “I mean, the gay lifestyle isn't exactly accepted in this part of the country.”
“Are you saying that this is a homophobic town?”
“I'm saying if you don't go to church every Sunday and screw your wife with the lights out, you aren't going to be accepted here.”
“Is that what you thought when you first met me?” Kris frowned. “Did you think I was some sort of bible bashing freak.”
“That's exactly what I thought,” Adam answered honestly. “I was convinced you were going preach to me at every opportunity.”
“Nice.”
“I'm just being honest,” Adam said holding his hands up.
“Well, I'm not like that,” Kris said annoyed.
“Because you're gay,” Adam remarked as he moved to walk up the driveway. “Your friends are straight, beer drinking, football loving...guys.”
“You're a snob,” Kris remarked as he pushed past Adam to knock on the front door.
“Oh please don't start a fight right now,” Adam sighed as he came to stand beside Kris. “I need you on my team.”
“I didn't think you would want a beer drinking, football loving guy on your team,” Kris snapped before the front door opened.
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“Don't,” Kris warned as he took a seat next to Adam on the floor.
“I'm not saying anything,” Adam said holding his hands up.
“Okay, does everyone know the rules of spin the bottle?” one of Kris's friends asked causing everyone to nod their heads. “And do we all remember the seven minutes in heaven rule?” Everyone but Adam nodded their heads.
“The what?”
“If you land on the same person more than twice you have to spend seven minutes locked in a closet with someone,” Kris explained as he leaned into Adam's side.
“Of course you do,” Adam said dryly causing Kris to give him a warning look. “Okay, who's first?” Adam asked looking around the room.
…......................................
“And that's the third time,” Kris's friend Holly giggled.
Adam looked across the circle at Kris's friend Jon. “Are you sure?”
“Well since you and Jon wouldn't kiss,” Kris remarked. “It's only fair you do seven minutes in heaven.”
“And where is this heaven?”
“In the closet,” Kris smirked. “You've been there before, haven't you?”
“Not since I was eighteen,” Adam answered.
“Well, go on,” Holly giggled. “I'll set my watch.”
“Come on Jon,” Adam sighed as he stood up. “Take me to heaven.”
….......................
“So...”
“So,” Adam smiled. “What exactly do we do here?”
“Nothing,” Jon answered sharply. “We do absolutely nothing.”
“Relax,” Adam sighed. “We don't have to make out or anything. I think we've figured out that I'm not your type.”
“Right,” Jon said with a nervous laugh. “So...”
“So,” Adam repeated.
“So...”
“Have you known Kris long?” Adam asked in an attempt to change the subject.
“Since we were five,” Jon answers as he leans back against the wall. “We met in school.”
“I bet Kris was cute as a five-year-old,” Adam smirked. “Hell he still looks five now.”
“I don't know,” Jon said avoiding Adam's eyes. “I've never thought of a guy as cute.”
“So you're straight?” Adam quizzed causing Jon to look up at him sharply.
“Yes. Why? Do I not look straight?” Jon looked down at himself. “Is it the clothes?”
“It's not the clothes,” Adam laughed looking down at Jon's old jeans. “Trust me, you have the straight man uniform.”
“Good,” Jon breathed out before looking at Adam. “Not that looking gay is bad or anything. Hell, being gay isn't bad either, I mean... one of my best friends is gay.”
“Right,” Adam said faking a smile.
“I've just never met a gay person before,” Jon said as he looked down at his feet.
“Sure you have,” Adam remarked. “You met one when you were five.”
“Oh, Kris wasn't gay then.”
“Yeah, it wasn't until he went out to big gay Hollywood before he started liking men,” Adam said in a sarcastic tone.
“Exactly,” Jon smiled. “I sure as hell won't be going.”
“Right,” Adam faked another smile before looking down at his watch.
….............................
“So was Kris gay when we went camping together and had to share a tent?”
Adam looked across the closet at Kris's friend Donny. “Probably.”
“Has he ever told you he likes me?” Donny asked. “I mean, does he talk about me?”
“No,” Adam sighed.
“Good,” Donny breathed out. “That was a pretty small tent. When I heard Kris was gay I didn't know if he was gay back then too.”
“I'm sure he was,” Adam sighed.
“Do you think I made him gay?” Donny asked seriously.
“I hate this game,” Adam grumbled to himself.
…...................................
“And you've never had sex with a woman?”
Adam looked across the closet at Kris's friend Holly. “No.”
“Then how do you know you're gay?”
“Because I don't want to have sex with a woman,” Adam shrugged.
“Do you and Kris do it?” Holly asked with excitement in her voice.
“Has it been seven minutes yet?” Adam quizzed as he looked down at his watch.
…...............................
“So Kris is the bottom?” Kris's friend Ted asked.
“I don't really think we should...”
“I always thought you would be,” Ted remarked. “I mean, you're the one that wears the make up. I just assumed that you would be the woman in the relationship.”
“Men can wear make up,” Adam frowned. “And Kris can take it like...” Adam paused as he looked across the closet at Ted. “So how long have you known Kris?”
“Since we were five.”
“Let me guess, you met in school.”
“How did you know that?” Ted asked surprised.
“I feel like we're still back in school,” Adam answered dryly.
…...................................
“So would I be a twink or not?”
Adam looked across the closet at Kris's overweight friend Mike. “I don't think so.”
“I read in one magazine that Kris is a twink.”
“Right,” Adam said nodding his head. “That just means he's a cute gay guy with not much body hair.”
“So that's not me?” Mike asked looking down at himself.
“No,” Adam sighed. “You're more of a bear.”
“Cool,” Mike smiled wide at he looked at himself. “That makes me sound pretty manly.”
“Uh huh,” Adam nodded as he looked at his watch.
…..................................
“Want to have sex?”
Adam looked at the one friend of Kris's he actually knew. “No Charles, I don't.”
“Your lose,” Charles shrugged. “So you're pretty unlucky at this game.”
“I feel like I'm in hell,” Adam answered as he rubbed his eyes. “Is this what every party is like?”
“Pretty much,” Charles shrugged. “Unless we feel like dressing up all fancy and going out.”
“Does that mean you wear your clean jeans?” Adam asked with a raised eyebrow.
“Kris is right,” Charles said shaking his head. “You are a snob.”
“I am not,” Adam frowned. “I just think there is more to life than beer and spin the bottle.”
“Well, I am sorry we aren't exciting enough for you,” Charles shrugged. “I guess simple ways aren't for superstar Adam Lambert.”
“That's not it and you know it,” Adam frowned. “I just don't feel comfortable here. In case you don't know, but my kind isn't exactly welcome around these parts.”
“We like Jewish people,” Charles shrugged.
“I'm talking about gays,” Adam sighed. “Small towns aren't exactly gay friendly. Hell I think I'm the first one a lot of your friends have met.”
“And are we being nasty to you?” Charles quizzed. “Are we running you out of town waving our guns in the air.”
“No.”
“Has anyone been anything but nice to you since the moment you walked through that door tonight?”
“No, but...”
“Look we might not know a lot about the gay lifestyle, but we aren't ignorant. We fully accept Kris and you.”
“I guess I am a bit of a snob,” Adam sighed.
“So, we have two minutes left,” Charles remarked as he looked down at his watch. “Are you sure you don't want to have sex with me. I can finished in two minutes.”
“You're a good friend Charles,” Adam laughed as he patted the bigger mans shoulder.
“I can be done in one minute and that leaves one minute for snuggling,” Charles remarked causing Adam to laugh.
…................................
“I really suck at this game,” Adam grumbled as he closed the closet door behind him.
“At least you've got to make out with most of the people here,” Kris mused as he leaned against the wall. “Charles even said you guys snuggled after.”
“Are you still mad at me?” Adam asked as he slumped down on the floor.
“I'm not mad.”
“You haven't talked to me since the game started,” Adam pointed out as Kris slumped down beside him on the floor.
“Because you're being an idiot,” Kris pointed out.
“I was,” Adam nodded his head in agreement. “I guess I was just scared.”
“Scared of what?”
“Your friends not liking me,” Adam answered honestly.
“You know they like you,” Kris sighed. “You know, you turn into such a needy person at times.”
“I just need them to really like me,” Adam sighed. “I don't want the gay thing to get in between you and your friends.”
“You're the only one talking about the gay thing,” Kris remarked. “I've not heard anyone say anything about it.”
“You should have been in here then,” Adam sighed. “Your friend Ted wanted to know if you're a top or bottom.”
“Really?” Kris asked pulling a face. “I'm so glad he asked you that and not me. Now are you going to relax and try and enjoy yourself?” Kris asked as he reached over to take his boyfriend's hand.
“I really need them to like me,” Adam sighed.
“Why?”
“Because if they don't it might not be good for our relationship,” Adam answered honestly.
“What's It got to do with our relationship?” Kris frowned.
“Well, if your friends don't like me it might make you rethink our whole relationship,” Adam shrugged as he avoided Kris's eyes.
“You think if my friends don't like you that might make me dump you?” Kris asked causing Adam to sigh heavily. “You really are stupid, aren't you?”
“Our relationship is still pretty new,” Adam explained. “You still have time to get out and go back to Katy.”
“You really are stupid,” Kris sighed as he rested his head on Adam's arm. “You really think I could leave you now?”
“It would break my heart if you did,” Adam admitted honestly.
“Well, I think I can promise you that you won't be getting a broken heart from me,” Kris whispered as he cuddled into Adam's side.
“What if your friends don't like me?”
“What if your friends don't like me?” Kris asked. “Does that mean you would break up with me if that happened?”
“Of course not,” Adam sighed.
“So you've just answered your own question,” Kris whispered. “Now can you please stop worrying and try and enjoy the rest of our night?”
“What if your Mama doesn't like me?”
“You know my Mama loves you,” Kris answered as he stood up.
“What if I ask you to stop wearing plaid?” Adam quizzed as he stood up.
“Then you're gone,” Kris answered. “That would end our relationship right there.”
“You're not funny, you know,” Adam remarked dryly.
“You know we only have two minutes left in seven minutes in heaven,” Kris remarked looking at his watch.
“Guess what Charles can do in two minutes,” Adam smirked.
“That's gross,” Kris said pulling a face. “And he is not your type.”
“Is he your type?” Adam smirked.
“And that ends seven minutes in heaven,” Kris grumbled as he moved to open the closet door.
End of Flashback 2009
Flash Forward 2030
“My Papa will kill you if he catches you,” Jacob snapped as he held open the bedroom window for Gabe to climb through. “You know they have cameras around the house.”
“I gave your security guy two tickets to the Lakers if he kept his mouth shut,” Gabe said as he swung his legs over the window ledge.
“Why don't you just use the front door?” Jacob quizzed.
“I wanted to be romantic,” Gabe answered. “And I wanted to give you something.”
“Another mouth shield?” Jacob frowned as he looked across the room where the mouth shield sat.
“I knew you didn't like that gift,” Gabe sighed. “I knew the moment I gave you it, it was a bad idea.”
“I love my... yeah, okay I hate the awful thing, but that doesn't mean it wasn't sweet of you to give it to me.”
“I knew you would,” Gabe smirked. “You're such a snob at times.”
“I am not,” Jacob frowned.
“You hate anything that doesn't involve fashion or music,” Gabe remarked as he came to sit down on Jacob's bed. “You hate the idea that you're in love with a boxer. You hate that I'm such a boy.”
“Well, it's just so distasteful,” Jacob sighed as he sat down next to Gabe on the bed. “There is no need for anyone to sweat that much. Plus you've always got bruises and cuts all over you.”
“So it's not attractive that you boyfriend is such a strong man.”
“Man?” Jacob scoffed causing Gabe to frown.
“I don't know why I bothered buying you this stupid gift,” Gabe grumbled. “I'm sure there is other cute boys out there that would appreciate me more.”
“But they wouldn't have my style,” Jacob shrugged causing Gabe to laugh.
“Here,” Gabe smiled holding out a small box. “Open it.”
Jacob ran his fingertips over the velvet box. “It's so pretty.”
“Look what's inside.”
Jacob opened the box slowly to reveal a silver ring inside. “Oh my god.”
“Do you like it?”
“Oh my god,” Jacob gasped with his hand over his mouth.
“You do like it, don't you?” Gabe asked frowning.
“Are you proposing?”
“What?” Gabe yelled.
“Shhh,” Jacob hissed.
“You think I'm proposing?” Gabe scoffed. “Sixteen and fifteen. Do you really think that's a good idea.”
“You're the one that bought me an engagement ring,” Jacob accused as he held up the ring. “What do you expect me to think?”
“It's not an engagement ring,” Gabe frowned.
“Yes it is.”
“It's not,” Gabe frowned. “It's one of those designer ones you like so much.”
“This is an engagement ring,” Jacob pressed as he put the ring in Gabe's face.
“It is?” Gabe asked weakly as he looked at the ring. “How was I supposed to know it was an engagement ring?”
“You are such a boy,” Jacob sighed. “Haven't you ever seen an engagement ring before?”
“It's a ring,” Gabe said annoyed. “They all look the same.”
“My Papa is going to freak when he sees me wearing this,” Jacob mused as he slipped the ring on his finger.
“You can't wear it,” Gabe frowned. “Give it back.”
“I'm not giving it back,” Jacob said holding his hand to his chest. “This is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.”
“People are going to think we're engaged.”
“I don't care,” Jacob shrugged. “I'm not giving my ring back.”
“Fine,” Gabe grumbled, “but I'm taking back my gum shield,” Gabe grumbled as he walked across the room to pick up his gum shield.
End of Flash Forward 2030