Fic: Out of My Mind (PG-13) 1/1

Title: Out of My Mind
Author: blue_icy_rose
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 1,096
Warnings: AU
Summary: Kris has a bit of a problem and Adam is definitely willing to help him out.
Disclaimer: I don't own these people. They all belong to themselves.
Notes: This is written for norosegarden's prompt: A kiss based on the scene from the John Hughes 80's film 'Some Kind of Wonderful'. Inexperienced!Kris snags a date with his big crush (don't care who) and jealous!Adam offers to be Kris's kissing guinea pig. Hope you like! ^_^


Adam Lambert stopped mid-song and sighed, putting his hands on his hips as he looked at his best friend. “Are you even paying attention?” he asked.

Said best friend, one adorable Kris Allen, blinked and turned to focus on him, which answered Adam’s question. Of course Kris hadn’t been paying attention. Adam shook his head. He’d bet his new blue glitter eye shadow that Kris had been thinking about Misha Collins.

Misha Collins, who Kris had had a crush on for most of high school, who wrote poetry that wasn’t even that good and who was into philosophy and drama. Kris didn’t even like philosophy but he’d signed up for the class last year just so he could see what Misha liked so much about it.

Misha Collins, who was popular and liked by pretty much everyone in the school, who had asked Kris out on a date earlier that day despite the fact that they’d never actually hung out before because Kris was always quiet until you got to know him and so he’d never become popular.

Misha, Adam decided, sucked and not in the fun way.

“Sorry,” Kris said with a small smile. “I was just thinking.”

“About your date tonight?” Adam knew his part in this. He was the best friend that Kris could talk to about anything. It’d always been that way, ever since they were kids, and he didn’t see it changing any time soon no matter how much he may want it to.

Kris shifted his weight where he sat on the counter, his smile widening a bit. “Yeah. I think it’s going to be great, you know?” He shrugged. “I mean, we’re going to dinner he said and then...well, then I don’t know what we’re doing but I think it’ll still be great.”

Adam probably would’ve believed that Kris thought that if it weren’t for the fact that he was biting his lip, a sure sign that he was nervous about something.

“So, are you nervous?” Adam knew that Kris wouldn’t just come right out and say what he was nervous about; Adam would have to figure it out and get it out of him.

Kris leaned back a bit, frowning. “Why would I be nervous?”

“Well, I don’t know. Are you having some Julia Roberts episode? Am I going to have to educate you on how to hold your fork?” Adam fought not to grin when Kris made a face at him. “Okay, so that’s not it. Do I need to dress you?”

“No.”

“Are you sure?” Adam bit the inside of his cheek at the sight of Kris pouting. Not that Kris would ever admit it. “Because your fashion sense...well, you don’t have a fashion sense, Kris.”

“Hey!”

“Well, you don’t,” Adam said with a shrug. He raised an eyebrow and tilted his head, considering. “Are you worried about kissing him?” The blush on Kris’s face was answer enough. “What about it?”

“I just...” Kris sighed and looked down, mumbling something that Adam found impossible to understand.

“Okay, I know that I’m fluent in Kris-speak normally but I didn’t understand a word of that.”

This time Kris turned his head and looked away. “I’ve never kissed a guy before,” he admitted.

Letting out a breath, Adam nodded. He’d figured that Kris hadn’t kissed anyone – after all, Kris told him everything and he hadn’t told him about that – but having Kris confirm it was making Adam want to change Kris’s never-been-kissed status to has-had-full-on-make-out-session status. He studied Kris and let out a breath, cursing himself to be all sorts of an idiot for what he was about to do but if this was his only chance, then damn it, he was going to take it.

“Pretend I’m Misha,” Adam said.

Kris’s eyes widened. “What?”

Adam moved forward until he was standing in front of Kris and leaned down, bracing an arm on either side of him. “You heard me. You’re worried about the kiss so we’ll make sure that there’s nothing you need to worry about. So, pretend I’m Misha and show me how you’re going to kiss him.”

Kris nodded, eyes still wide, and then bit his lip again and, God, Adam was going to take over that job for him if he didn’t stop.

“I don’t know where to put my hands,” he admitted and Adam smiled.

“You’ll know once we start. Just do what feels natural.” Adam waited until Kris had nodded again, closing his eyes, and then leaned down the rest of the way, only pausing to adjust the angle and then his mouth was on Kris’s.

It was awkward only for a moment in that holy shit, I’m kissing my best friend way and then it felt like they’d been doing this for years. Adam increased the pressure and felt Kris’s lips open slightly under his. Adam shifted forward, eyes falling shut when Kris gripped his hips, legs falling open so that Adam could stand between them. He tilted Kris’s head back, cupping a hand around the back of Kris’s neck.

He swiped his tongue along Kris’s bottom lip, wrapping his free arm around Kris’s waist when Kris made a small noise in the back of his throat, his hands sliding up to clench in Adam’s shirt.

Adam slid a hand up Kris’s back when Kris’s legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him closer. He licked into Kris’s mouth, putting every bit of experience he had to use as he explored the way Kris felt and tasted. Adam pulled back slightly, sucking in a breath before he pressed a series of kisses along Kris’s jaw, sucking lightly at the skin just below Kris’s ear.

Kris shifted his hips against Adam, moaning when Adam moved back to his mouth again, sucking Kris’s upper lip into his mouth before he tugged at Kris’s bottom lip lightly.

Slowly, Adam pulled back and he opened his eyes to find Kris staring at him. Neither of them said anything until Adam cleared his throat and pulled Kris’s legs from around him, stepping back.

“You’re good,” he said, voice rough. “Misha won’t know what hit him.” Kris continued to stare at him, eyes wide, lips slightly swollen and mouth open as he sucked in air, a look of surprise on his face. “Let me know how it goes.” Adam gestured towards the door. “I’ve got to go.”

He didn’t wait to hear what Kris might say before he walked out of the room, practically running down the steps and to his car.

He needed to go take a shower.