Title: The Wedding Date, Part 4 of 11.
Beta: thrace_adamsThank you sweetie for all your help, I love you so much for it!
Artwork: adobejunkie OMG bb, I love you so hard for this!!!
Word Count: 33,439 - 3.168 This Chapter
Pairing: Adam/Tommy, Romance.
Warnings: Adult Situations and Language
Rating: R - NC-17
Summary: Sometimes friends do really stupid things that get you into trouble and they get off scot-free! This is one of those times. So now because Cheeks couldn't keep his mouth shut and told Adam's ex that he's in LOVE and so fucking HAPPY in this relationship, that, by a way, Adam doesn't actually have! Adam gets an invite to said ex's wedding and ends up going to spend four days with his ex's family with a paid date found for him by Cheeks.
Tommy Joe is practically every dirty fantasy of Adam's and on top of that he's a real sweetheart. Adam is so screwed because four days of playing boyfriends with Tommy is going to be torture, especially since he told Adam that he doesn't mix business with pleasure.
Then Cheeks dares Adam to make Tommy bend his rules and Adam has never been one to back away from one of those. And that's how he finds himself with Tommy smiling up at him in the front garden of Adam's former almost in-laws. "Let the games begin," Tommy says. Indeed, Adam thinks.
Disclaimers: The people you might recognize in here are NOT mine. I'm not making any profit, I'm only doing this for fun. There is no way this ever happened and so on.
A/N: Written for the 2012.
I had some really incredible cheerleaders on this fic you all know who you are. I love you all dearly! And I couldn’t have done it without you!
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“What is up with you guys?” Allison asks, concern written all over her face as she flops down on Adam’s lap.
Adam steadies her by wrapping his arms around her.
“What do you mean?” he asks innocently and Allison raises her brows in disbelief.
“Yesterday it was all touchy feely and long loaded looks, almost to the point of queasiness, I might add. And today you're not touching each other at all, and the longing glances you two throw each other only happen when the other one isn’t looking. Are you two fighting?”
“No, we’re not fighting Alli.” Adam sighs heavily.
“Then what is it? You’re not scared of hurting my brother's feelings are you? You’re allowed to make out with your boyfriend.”
Adam blushes heavily and Allison laughs loudly.
“Oh my god, that's it isn’t it!”
“Not too concerned about Jake’s feelings.” Adam denies.
Allison snickers. “So it’s about you wanting to fuck him against the nearest surface and not trusting yourself to touch him,” Allison winks wickedly.
“Alli!!” Adam looks horrified.
“No, seriously, Adam. Don’t know what's going on between you two, but go fix it. The poor boy looks miserable.”
“He does not.” Adam laughs.
“Look at him Adam.”
Adam turns to look at Tommy and catches him looking at him with a sad expression. Tommy tears his eyes away and turns to join the conversation with Jake and Thomas again. Adam instantly feels bad about the whole situation.
“Yeah, um would you excuse me, Alli?” he asks softly as she jumps off his lap and extends him a hand, hauling him off his ass.
“Sure, go make out with him; put that pretty smile back on his lips.”
Adam nods, and goes to Tommy.
“Hey.” Adam says softly and puts a hand on Tommy’s lower back. All three men greet him with smiles and Adam asks, “Mind if I steal my boyfriend for a while?”
“Don’t need our permission.” Thomas says.
“Sure.” Tommy looks at the other two and says,
“Alli thinks we’re fighting.”
“Yeah, I knew she would pick up on us.” Tommy shrugs and looks briefly at Allison.
“This isn’t a fight, but Tommy, if you want out tell me. I won’t be mad.”
“No Adam. I just - I’m not sure about how to act around you right now. I thought we had a moment, a real fucking moment….and you bolted. That’s fine believe me. I honestly don‘t think - us, is a good idea. But right now, here, I don’t know what you expect from me. I can’t make these people believe that we’re a couple if you can’t even deal with our hands brushing.”
Adam creases his forehead and nods.
“The thing is Tommy, I’m kind of scared here, I could very easily fall in love with you. And you are very unattainable so," he pauses before continuing. "If you think you can deal with all of this," he waves a hand around in the air, "I just-“
He's cut short by Tommy kissing his cheek.
Tommy stays on his toes whispering to Adam, “I can deal Adam; the question is can you?” Tommy pulls back and searches Adam’s face for the answer.
“I think I can do that.” Adam smirks and puts a finger under Tommy’s chin, tilting his head so the angle is right and says, “Let’s give them a lecture in the art of kissing.”
The kiss is slow and sensual followed by fingers caressing faces, sneaking along napes and fisting into hair. Tommy fails to suppress a soft moan that only Adam hears, setting his libido on fire. When they end the kiss they are both a bit flustered and the other guests are whistling loudly. Adam grins widely, making no effort to hide just how happy he is with that kiss. Tommy smiles; they seem to be back on track. Neither one of them thinking about the fact that Adam won't be Tommy's next week. Tommy sighs and Adam looks at him fondly. “You okay?”
“Mmm, yeah I’m good.” Tommy nods.
“Me too.” Adam says and winks mischievously as he caresses Tommy’s cheek and wishes that this, them being boyfriends, could actually be real instead of a façade.
The day goes by with lots of activities, carefully planned out by Amy. Adam and Tommy play their roles as boyfriends, both feeling the inevitable pull toward the other, blurring the lines drawn between them. Adam doesn’t even think about the reason he is there and he doesn’t feel betrayed by Jake and Thomas anymore. Instead, he finds himself relaxed around them and it feels like they are finally finding their way back to being friends again. It doesn't take much for him to realize that Tommy is the reason for this. That his focus is on him, not on Jake. It worries him as much as makes him glad. He knows now that he is ready to move on, that it happened to be with a straight guy is just his stupid luck.
Amy gives all of them a couple of hours off, and Adam decides to spend it at the shore of the lake, just enjoying the view and the silence. Tommy is on his way down to the lake with two cold Coronas, when he sees Jake flop down on the chair next to Adam. He watches as Jake hands Adam a glass of wine. Adam smiles happily when he takes it from Jake.
Tommy watches them for a few moments, sees the tense set of Adam's shoulder's start to relax and decides it's okay to leave them alone for a while. It will give them a chance to talk so he turns back to the house. Allison joins up with him a few moments later.
“You’re a good guy, Tommy Joe. That was a sweet thing to do.”
Tommy smiles innocently and a little confused.
“Dude! Giving them time and space to talk. That was a sweet thing to do.”
“Oh yeah? Well they need it, both of them.”
“But most boyfriends would worry," she says, searching Tommy's face.
“I guess I’m not most boyfriends.” Tommy tugs his bangs behind his ear.
“I know Jake has been trying to get Adam alone all day.”
“I hope he gets to say what he needs to then.” Tommy says seriously.
Allison laughs and takes one of the Coronas from Tommy. “So, I was thinking since Adam is busy,maybe we could have some fun?”
“What do you have in mind?” Tommy asks.
“Play the guitar for me…. I have one in my old room." She grabs Tommy's arm, "Please? Let's jam a little?"
“Sure baby. Don’t have to ask that twice.”
Adam thanks Jake for the wine and sips it for a while, waiting for Jake to speak, because he knows he wouldn't have come down here without something to say. He didn’t have to wait long.
“Can we talk?”
“Sure. What’s on your mind?”
“You - you look so happy and content. Are you?”
“I’m good. I really am. I’m enjoying my life. I’m happy.”
“I’ve been watching you - and Tommy. The way you two look at each other," he paused, looking sheepish. "I gotta admit, I’m a little jealous.”
“Why?” Adam swirls his wine in his glass as he looks at Jake in curiosity.
“This is gonna sound stupid because I know that I left you, and I know I hurt you really bad so please forgive me for saying this but I guess I’ll always think of you as mine. I never stopped loving you, I just loved, love Thomas in another way and I want you to be happy. Trust me I do.”
“I know you do.” Adam reaches out and squeezes Jake's hand.
“Yeah, but I don’t think you ever looked at me the way you look at him. I guess that's what made me realize that you were never really mine to begin with.”
“Hmm," Adam said thoughtfully, "Maybe you’re right in that assumption. You know I’m not hurt or angry anymore, I mean you did hurt me but it was a while ago and I'm over it, coming here for your wedding, it kind of closes the circle, lets us heal, I guess we all needed that, so thank you for inviting us.”
“He is perfect for you isn’t he? And by the way, I already love him. I’m happy about how things turned out, for both of us Adam.”
“Mmm, yeah, or pretty damn close to it, and yeah, me too.” Adam fights the bad taste in his mouth from the lie by taking a big gulp of the wine. He absolutely hates lying.
“You two balance each other out very well. I wish you the best and I hope to get an invite to your wedding as well.” Jake says smiling.
“If we ever get around to that, you’ll get an invite, that’s a promise.”
“Aww but Adam, you were made to marry some lucky bastard." He says, clapping Adam on the shoulder. "I’ll look forward to the invitation!!”
They sit in pleasant silence for a while, just watching the water before deciding it's time to go find their significant others. They walk closely and talk quietly until the sound of a guitar and the amazing voice of Allison reaches them. Jake’s face lights up.
“Oh, she is getting good on the guitar!”
“Naw, that’s not her, not her sound. All guitarists have a unique sound. I bet it’s Tommy playing.”
“Oh, he’s a musician too?” Jake raisesd an eyebrow.
Adam nods, which make Jake snort.
“Pretty damn close?? No, Adam. If he plays too then he IS perfect for you!!”
“Let’s join them shall we?”
They find Allison and Tommy sitting on the lawn. Tommy has Allison’s guitar on his lap and is completely focused on her. His fingers strum the cords backing her voice perfectly. The rest of the family and guests are gathered around them enjoying every little bit of it. Thomas comes over to Adam and Jake, and suggests that Adam join them but Adam declines. He just wants to watch and listen to Tommy play. His heart is beating hard as he learns a new piece of the Tommy-enigma. Jake looks at Adam and smiles, elbowing Thomas who turns to look at Adam too. The two of them share a knowing grin.
Late in the evening they all gather around the bonfire, sitting on logs, sharing stories and memories. Tommy is leaning against Adam with his head on Adam’s shoulder. Adam is mindlessly playing with Tommy’s hair and Tommy closes his eyes, excluding the world and surrenders to the feeling of Adam. It doesn’t take long before he's sleeping like a baby. Allison notices and giggles.
“He’s adorable Adam. You scored this time.”
“Yeah, he’s kinda perfect isn’t he?”
“Absolutely perfect!” Jake corrects and winks.
“Well, he put the smile back in your eyes. I love him just for that!” Amy says.
“Yes, but you better get your boy to bed, much better than sitting here like that.”
“Yeah, you might be right. Goodnight.”
They all bid Adam and Tommy goodnight as Adam moves and carefully shifts his hold on Tommy until he has him in his arms, carrying him bridal style. Tommy snakes his arms around Adam’s neck and mumbles something about being able to walk himself.
“Shush baby, I got you. They're all looking and you make me look good.” Adam whispers in his ear.
“Like Prince Charming.”
“Hmm, good. Then I’ll just enjoy being manhandled by you, hotstuff.” Tommy relaxes completely melting into Adam’s strong arms.
“Let’s get you to bed.”
“Let’s.” Tommy says, and snuggles closer, hiding his face along Adam’s collarbone. Adam smells so good and Tommy doesn’t even stop to think before he let his tongue trail along his collarbone, chasing the scent.
“God, Tommy you’re killing me. I’m gonna drop you on your ass if you don’t put that tongue back in your mouth!”
“‘m not. And I’ve been told I have no ass.” Tommy stops licking but peppers small kisses along Adam’s throat instead.
“If you don’t stop that I’m going to break the business/pleasure rule. You sure you want that??”
“I’m seriously thinking about it.” Tommy says as he breathes hot and heavy into Adam’s ear, making Adam shiver.
“No, you’re not. Now stop it, God.”
Tommy stops and leans in, letting Adam carry him to their room, enjoying the close proximity and before they reach the room he's asleep again. Adam puts Tommy down on the bed very gently and goes to the bathroom to get ready for bed. When he comes back out he looks at Tommy sleeping on the bed. He looks younger and so peaceful and despite the eye-makeup almost angelic. Adam sighs heavily; he feels like whining so he grabs his phone on the dresser, checks the time and decides he can get away with texting Brad. He looks at Tommy one last time before sneaking out of the door. He needs some privacy so he goes outside and walks down to the lake.
Adam leans against a tree as he types a quick message to Brad, ‘Cheeks?’
The phone rings almost immediately Adam smiles tenderly as he answers it.
“Nothing…except I think I might HATE you.”
“Oooookay. What brought this on?”
“Because he’s perfect. Totally utterly and completely perfect.”
“Who? Jake? Oh baby…”
“Jake? NO, Tommy.”
“Yeah. I mean besides that whole and I know shallow, oh my god he’s so fucking beautiful, he’s adorable and a total sweetheart too, and a musician - a guitarist. Did you know that?”
“Yeah, he is, and a really talented one too, but did he tell me? Noooo because he doesn’t want anything from ME!! I have to find out because ALI of all people notices his callouses and asks him.”
Brad keeps quiet because it's obvious Adam isn’t done with his rant just yet.
“And on top of that he is just," he rakes a hand through his hair. "He's so, oh my God, Brad. he´s like the sweetest thing ever, he sees things, notices them and he makes everyone feel good about themselves, even Jake loves him.”
“Yes, we talked about, you know, everything. And he ends up telling me that he's glad things ended up happily for both of us, but that he is a little jealous about the way Tommy looks at me, or rather the way we are with each other. That he thinks Tommy is the best thing that ever happened to me. And you know what, it's killing me that it's an act. KILLING me. Because he is, he really is. He loves to cuddle! Cuddle for Christ’s sake.”
“And the dude can kiss. Brad. I’m not kidding! When he kisses me, I’ve never been kissed like that before, my brain turns to goo, my knees go weak, and my cock goes hard like in seconds. I would get the moon down for him if he would keep kissing me. And I've only got two days left of this. What am I gonna do when we go home and he says goodbye???”
Adam inhales deeply, and throws his head backwards bumping it against the tree. “Why did you do this to me??”
“Me?” Brad sounds properly offended.
“Yes you! Why did you have to find the most perfect guy in the world and send us off to spend four days in close proximity?? Why?”
“Hmm, but you’re getting cuddled and kissed. Why are you complaining instead of persuading the dude to bend the sex rule? Duh.”
“Oh….. BECAUSE HE’S STRAIGHT!!”
“You think so? Because??”
“He told me so.”
“Hmpf, I was so sure, and honey my gaydar is rarely wrong. Tell me what he said.” Brad demanded.
“He told me he once fell in love with a client, and that SHE was really sweet and beautiful, but didn’t want him. I don’t get that at all.”
“That he fell in love? I mean, really honey? With his job?!”
“No, that she didn’t want him, how can anybody not want him?? For real? Brad, he’s perfect. Except for the whole straight thing.”
Brad laughs. “I heard you the first time. You really got it bad don’t you?”
“And it’s your fault! “
“Okay, stop bitching, it isn’t sexy.”
“Oh, but I’m not done yet! Oh no, because this morning when we’re lying in bed waking up-”
“Wait, what? You’re sleeping in the same bed?”
“Uh huh. Boyfriends do that, you know?! And we got Jake’s old room with the-“
“Small bed. Oh my God, you do get your cuddles then don’t you?” Brad giggles.
“Shut up, I’m whining here, will you just let me get this off my chest?? What sorry excuse for a best friend are you??”
“Sorry, this morning…” Brad is sounding overly patient now.
“Well, he was practically lying on top of me and we had this moment, you know.”
“Moment? Like sexually charged moment?”
“Yes!! Well, until Jake kinda walked in on us-“
“With the STRAIGHT boy?”
“And you’re sure it wasn’t just you?” Brad asks making Adam want to defend himself.
“I know a moment when I have one. And it sure as hell wasn’t just me. He fucking rubbed his dick against my thigh! Now, will you please let me tell you this without interrupting me all the time?”
“NO, and God Adam, sometimes I want to beat you with, I don’t even know, but something incredibly hard and heavy!!” Brad says making Adam snort loudly.
“No, seriously Adam! The dude and you share a moment, he humps your Goddamn leg and you still thinks he's straight?? What is wrong with you?”
“What about the girl?? Brad?”
“Oh wake up and smell the roses," Brad replies exasperatedly. "Did you even consider he just might be bi??”
“Oh.” Adam really hadn’t considered that.
“Honey, get your sex on and seduce the dude. You got enough playing for you, get in the fucking game.” Brad sounds very impatient.
Adam frowns. “You really think he could be bi?”
“Okay, I get it!”
“Go to bed, it’s getting late. And Adam?”
“Get laid before the wedding. It’s a fucking dare!!”
“I hate you.”
“I love you. Night honey.”
Adam goes back to the room and quietly opens the door. Tommy must have woken up at some point while he was talking with Brad because his clothes are lying in a pile on the floor and he's under the duvet. Adam undresses and lifts the duvet, and as silent and carefully as possible climbs into bed. But as soon as he’s in bed Tommy scoots closer sighing contently when Adam wraps an arm around him tugging him close.
“‘night Adam.” Tommy mumbles sleepy and low.
Adam trails a finger along Tommy’s jaw and whispers a soft, “‘night Tommy.”