lovenhardt1 (lovenhardt1) wrote,

The Wedding Date.

Title: The Wedding Date, Part 10 of 11.
Author: lovenhardt1

Beta: thrace_adams Thank 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 -  3.133 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 lambliffbigbang 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!

Please do not link/copy/share/whatever this anywhere. Thank you.

Tommy is staring out the window, not looking at anything, his mind spinning with thoughts of Adam and their future, when David puts a hand on his lower arm, just letting him know he’s there. He brings Tommy a glass and clinks them together in a silent toast. Tommy smiles but it doesn’t reach his eyes.

David tilts his head a little and asks quietly, “Where did you go? Just now?”

Tommy shrugs apologetic, “Sorry, I-”

“Don’t be, just…. It's pretty obvious you're not with me tonight. I’m just concerned Tommy, this isn’t like you.”

Tommy sees the honest concern and it makes him feel guilty.

“No, I know.  I've just got a lot on my mind.  Sorry David, you don’t deserve this.”

He turns to stare out the window again. He knows perfectly well that he's hiding, but it's easier that way. David gets the hint and stands beside him looking out into the night too. After a while he asks softly, “Is it Adam?”

Tommy sighs heavily.  He knows David just wants to help but there's just too many things unresolved and he's not sure he wants anyone in his head yet.

“Yeah.  And you know dreams and stuff.”

“Dreams?” David looks at Tommy’s profile. 

Tommy's lips curl up in a bit of a sarcastic smile.  “Yeah, and Adam doesn’t exactly like what I do for a living.” Tommy frowns and sips his drink before sneaking peek at David.

“Well can you blame him? I certainly wouldn’t want my boyfriend off on a ‘date’ with another man, not to mention a sleepover. I mean we both know nothing happens, but still.”

“That’s pretty much what he said too.  But it’s not like he didn’t know, I mean, we met because of it.”

“He was a client?” David says in a high pitched voice, making Tommy cringe a little, feeling  a blush creep up his neck.

“Damn! I kinda got the ‘off limit’ vibe, whenever we were out. Maybe I should have pushed for it huh?” David laughs and Tommy blushes even more, even more determined not to meet David's eyes.

“No.  That would have been, just no, David.  And I mean that in the best way. I don’t even know how it happened with Adam.  I didn’t want it.  He," Tommy paused, "I guess he, he cracked me open. And now he's offering me a job too. I honestly don’t know what to do.”

“Well, take the job!!”

“It’s complicated though.”

“Why is it complicated?”

“It just is.” Tommy sighs and tries to close the talk.

“Okay.  I’ll go mingle; you stay here and think about what you want the most.” David says and catches Tommy’s eyes in the reflection of the window; Tommy raises his brows in a question.

“To fake date for I don’t know how many years to come, or date Adam for real, because I’m pretty sure that at some point  he is going to draw the line and you’ll have to pick, I know I would, so be wise honey.  Think long and hard about what you really want."

 He lets a hand glide down Tommy’s arm and squeezes it a little. “I guess another half hour here and we can get some sleep, okay?” Tommy nods and bites his lip.  The talk hadn't really helped him in the least.  David smiles at him and disappears into the crowd.


Tommy closes the door behind them and David goes straight to the bathroom so Tommy grabs his phone and dials Adam’s number.  Adam answers almost immediately.

“Hi baby.” Adam’s silky warm voice wraps around Tommy and even if he wanted to he couldn’t keep the smile from breaking out all over his face.


“You ready for bed now?”

“No, not quite, David's in the bathroom, so I got maybe fifteen minutes to kill before it’s my turn. I guess I couldn’t wait to hear your voice.”

“Aww, you miss me.” Adam coos.

And Tommy grins, “Smug bastard! But yeah I do.” Tommy toes off his boots and scoots back on the bed. Resting against the head of the bed he picks a little at the bedspread.

“I miss you too; do you know when you’ll be home?”

“No, not yet.  I know we have a breakfast meeting, but that’s about it. What are you doing?”

“Not much just perusing the internet. Talking to my boyfriend, who’s on the job.”

“Hmm, sounds nice.”

“It is! You should try it!” Adam laughs and as Tommy closes his eyes and lets the sound of it run through him he can almost feel the rumble in Adam’s broad chest.

“So did you think about the thing I asked you to?”



Tommy squirms a bit knowing the answer isn’t going to please Adam and he really doesn’t want Adam to be disappointed. “Not done thinking.  I just, this isn’t easy for me you know.”

He hears Adam sigh a little before replying patiently, “It’s okay baby. You got time, the auditions aren’t tomorrow anyway.”

“When are they?”

“Don’t quote me on it, because it is Monte’s department, but I think maybe five or six weeks from now.”

Adam sounds happy about the fact that Tommy actually has considered it enough to ask that. And Tommy puts that info into the ‘advance’ pile. That pile seems to get bigger and bigger.

The bathroom door opens and Tommy looks up at David as he walks into the room wearing his sleep pants.  He's still drying his hair with a towel and speaks without even looking at Tommy on the phone. 

“Can I sleep to the right as usual??”

Tommy lets out a quiet groan when he hears Adam gasp. And if looks could kill David would drop dead instantly. David looks up and meets Tommy’s angry glare and mouths ‘oh fuck is that Adam?’

Tommy nods slowly and says to Adam, “To the right side of the room Adam, we’re sharing a room, not a bed. We never have. Please don’t make this an issue.  I’d never cheat on you.”

Adam sighs and Tommy can just picture him pinching the bridge of his nose, trying to focus on something good.  His heart drops though when Adam responds and the resignation in his voice is painfully clear.

“Just take this into consideration when you're deciding whether you want to play bass for me or not.  Okay?  Please think about me too, because this, it's killing me a little each time I think about it.”

“I know and I’m sorry.”

“Then do something about it.  At least you have an option to do so.”

“Please Adam, don’t…..”

“Right. So I guess it's time to say good night, then.”

“Adam please -”

“I’ll talk to you tomorrow morning; I’ll be in a better mood then. Night, Tommy Joe.”

“Goodnight, Adam.” Tommy whispers but Adam has already hung up. Tommy tosses his phone on the bed and mutters a heartfelt, “Fuck.” under his breath. He flops down on the bed and groans loudly.

“I’m so sorry Tommy I didn’t realize-“

“Not your fault.” Tommy dismisses David and throws an arm up to cover his eyes, to shut the world out. He frowns a bit when he feels the bed dip. He seriously wants to be left alone right now.

“So you never told me, what job is he offering you?”

“To play the bass for him.” Tommy mumbles.

“You’re a musician?” David asks, voice filled with wonder and he makes Tommy smile a little.

“I am.”

“Wow! I didn’t know that. I actually don’t know that much about you, do I? And still you know just about everything about me. I feel like an ass right now.”

Tommy moves his arm away and looks at David with what he hopes to be a stern look. “Don’t dude, it is how it should be.”

“It really isn’t Tommy, maybe you should let someone take care of you for a while?”

“Maybe. Look, I gotta get ready for bed, I’m tired and we got an early start tomorrow.” He gets off the bed and looks pointedly at David’s bed before leaving for the bathroom.

“Yeah, okay.”


After three weeks of being in love and spending every spare second with Adam, Tommy has finally given into Mia’s demand of cuddles.  He’s lying on Mia’s couch watching an utterly ridiculous movie Mia chose and he can't stop fidgeting. He feels like he's about to lose his damn mind.

“What the hell has gotten into you?? Got attacked by a bag of fleas or what?? Stay still! You’re ruining my cuddle party and I had to wait four fucking weeks for you to find the time for it!! All you got time for these days is Adam, and I’m not complaining about your boyfriend, but damn it TJ. Cuddle party!! You promised.”

“How do you even remember, you were drunk off your ass and hey can I ask you something?”

“Nope! We’re watching Two Weeks Notice and we’re cuddling. Talk later.”

“Dude?! How are you my best friend?”

Mia shrugs dramatically and pushes Tommy back onto the couch and snuggles close, “You’re supposed to be my pillow right now, and they do not talk, and they certainly don’t ask me questions in the middle of an epic movie.”

Tommy lets a hand wander down to her hip and he pokes her firmly twice before letting it rest there.

“You forced me to watch a chick flick, you can’t expect me to keep quiet too.”

Mia turns a bit so she can see Tommy clearly and sighs even more dramatically than her shrug before, “I give up!! What do you want to ask me?”

Tommy raises both brows in an expression saying ‘really’ and then he thinks for a second, “Eh, so Adam wants me to play in his band, you know as his bassist.”


“I don’t know."  He shrugs.  "I just don’t know if it's the right thing to do. He’ll be my boss. And we’re sleeping together.”

A soft laugh erupts form Mia’s throat, “Yeah, and everything in between!”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean ever since you two met, you’ve been attached at the hip. That’s when you’re not fucking then I imagine you’re attached by cocks or something.” She snickers.


“No, but seriously, why wouldn’t you want to play for him?  Playing guitar is your passion, your dream.  And you'd get to do it with the person you’re in love with.   Plus it's not like you have to be scared you guys can’t work together because I was there the other night watching you jam with Isaac, Monte and Adam. You all seemed to just click. And I’m sure you’ll dazzle Cam when you meet her. Because you’re awesome like that.”

“But he’ll be my boss. I’ll be," he ran a hand through his hair.  "I don’t know, it'll be like he's the center of my world.”

“And he isn’t now?!”

“Yeah, but I’m still, I don't know, independent and I hate the idea of being paid to be with him you know? How is that different from what I was doing four weeks earlier?”

“Paid to be with him??” Mia seems to taste the words for a second and then she pins him to the couch with a flat stare, “Are you stupid?? When he looks at you, well let’s just say the rest of the world might like or hell, even love you, but we sure as fuck don’t think you hung the moon and the stars! He’s got it just as bad as you. And right now your job is hurting him. Think about that!”

“I do think about that. ALL THE DAMN TIME. But don’t you see that just means I'd get the position because we’re together. It has nothing to do with earning it.”

“So you’re afraid you’re not good enough on the bass.” Her eyes has soften a bit but she still looks displeased with him, Tommy sighs and tries to explain.

“I know I’m good Mia, but there must be tons of other bassists out there much better than me and Adam is a fucking rockstar! He shouldn’t settle for his boyfriend because he doesn’t like said boyfriend's job!”

“Changing the subject here for a while okay?"

 Tommy nods, letting her go where she wants to.

“I thought Monte was in charge of the auditions? That Adam wasn't going to be there when it happens. Wasn’t there some talk about Adam being off on some PR job on those days?”

“Yeah. Why?”

“Okay here's my idea. Show up for the audition, play for Monte.  Ask him to pick the best for the band and not to tell Adam you auditioned. That way you’ll know why you got the job, if you get it! I’m sure you can trust Monte to do that, don’t you think so?”

“Yeah,” Tommy thinks about that idea for a while and chews a little on his thumbnail, he doesn’t even notice Mia batting his hand away. “Hmm, yeah, Monte will pick the best for the band if Adam doesn’t push for me and if Adam doesn’t know I auditioned -” his voice trails off.

Mia smiles knowingly and Tommy catches her smug fond look. He ruffles her hair and whispers to her, “Yeah, I’ll do that. Ask Monte never to tell I tried out if I don’t make it. That way he won’t get caught in the crossfire. And if I don’t get the job, I’ll find another job.  I can’t let this tear us apart.”

Mia smirks, and makes her best ‘proud of the doggie voice’ “Good boy!”

“Oh fuck off!” Tommy giggles; his heart feels so much lighter.  The decision made, now he just has to stick to it.

“Can we get back to the very important movie now and you being my pillow.” She puts her head on his chest and wiggles a bit until she is comfortable.

Tommy kisses her, “Sure sweetie.” He combs his fingers through her hair and  she sighs contently.

“I bet Adam loves when you do that. Or…" she twists to look up at Tommy and her eyes sparkle with mischief when they lock gazes.  “Wait a minute, has he found your weakness? Does he tuck your hair and make you go all soft and-”

“Shut up!” A deep crimson red heats Tommy's cheeks and Mia throws her head back and laughs.

“Oh. He has….. wicked!”


“I’m coming home tomorrow morning.” Adam says when he calls Tommy, without so much as a 'Hi' first. His excitement sends jolts of happiness running through Tommy.

“I know you are.”

“And I was wondering, if you don’t have plans late tomorrow morning, you could come with me to rehearsal. Maybe jam a little with us?”

“I can’t. I’m sorry but I got band rehearsal at 11 am.” Tommy tries to keep his voice free of the emotions that are threatening to make him spill his guts and just tell Adam right away about which band he’s rehearsing with.

“Damn it! Tommy, I miss you and I wanna hold you and kiss you and-” Adam whines and Tommy just has to jerk his chain a little, “Fuck me?”

Adam giggle-snorts, “Yes! Three days, three fucking days and I feel like I haven’t seen you for a month. I think you might have broken me, I can’t breathe without you.”

“Awww, you could turn that into a sappy love song.”

“Fuck you Tommy Joe.  I’ll do it if you don’t stop mocking me! And I’ll tell the world I wrote it for you. By the way, why did you make plans when you knew I was coming home?”

Adam is still laughing and Tommy’s voice carries his smile to Adam when he says, “Because I had too.”

“Yeah, okay.  I’ll have to meet the new bassist without showing off my own, then.”

Tommy hears the regret Adam tries to hide from him and he almost tells him that he’s the new bassist. The only thing stopping him is that he really wants to see Adam’s face when he realizes it. To hold Adam close and kiss him, when he gets this.

“Yeah. Tell him I said 'hi'. And call me when you’re done, I kinda want to kiss you too.”

“Tomorrow baby!” the promise in those two small words makes the butterflies in Tommy’s stomach flutter and he tells Adam the only thing he can, “Can’t wait.”


Isaac, Cam, Monte and Tommy all look up  toward the door when it opens and Adam rushes into the room, shouting a gleeful, “Honey I’m hoooome,” while he shrugs off his jacket.

Monte snickers and leans into Cam and fake whispers, “and this time it actually fits the bill.”

Tommy is feeling nervous for the first time around Adam.  In fact, he's almost close to being terrified.  What if Adam doesn’t like to be surprised like this in front of everyone? What if it would have been better to say this over a nice dinner or to tell Adam about his decision to  actually do the audition when he made it.

But then he stops thinking all together.  Because Adam’s gorgeous blue eyes just catch his and at first they widen in shock and disbelief but then they soften and a warm glow starts burning and in no time he is wrapped in Adam’s arms getting squished while Adam kisses his cheek. Tommy clings to Adam letting him twirl him around while his grins.

“Aw you sneaky little shit!! You actually did it.”

“Yeah, I,happy now?”

“Beyond happy, no more dates?” the hope is not even disguised. 

Tommy shakes his head and with a bashful smile he says, “Just with you.”

“I love you.” Adam whispers, and Tommy blinks, once, then twice. He cradles Adam’s face letting his thumbs caress and run gently over Adam’s lips. Adam licks his lips, his eyes mirroring the desire Tommy knows are in his own.  Tommy gets up on his toes to kiss him, lured in by the pink tongue. Adam meets him halfway and the kiss is slow and thorough, and the passion runs under the gratitude of just being together.

“Oh for Christ's sake, get a room.” Monte cries, trying to sound offended but his laughter ruins it.

Tommy breaks the kiss but lets his arms stay around Adam’s neck and whispers into his ear, “I love you too Adam.”

“Can we get around to breaking in the new bass player now?” Cam’s voice drags the boys from each other and Adam sends her a dirty smirk.

“Oh, get your head out of the gutter Adam, that wasn’t what I meant!”

Adam pouts and says, “Damn!  Well, can we play some music, then?”


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