Fic: Set My Soul On Fire (PG-15) 1/1

Title: Set My Soul On Fire
Author: blue_icy_rose
Rating: PG-15 (language)
Word Count: 1,461
Warnings: AU
Summary: Kris is out on his date with Misha and Adam's going insane thinking about it.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of them. They belong to themselves.
Notes: Sequel to Out of My Mind. Also using this for tamingthemuse (prompt: languid). Hope you guys like!


“They’re probably done with dinner already,” Adam said, pacing his room. “Now, Misha is probably taking Kris to someplace that makes him look all artsy and hot with his stupid hair and his stupid blue eyes and, God, Cassidy are you even listening?”

Cassidy’s wave in response to that was languid at best. “Misha is stupid, Kris is hot, you hate Misha, blah blah blah.”

Adam narrowed his eyes. “You’re supposed to be sympathetic and let me cry on your shoulder.”

“You’re not crying,” Cassidy pointed out. “And if I act sympathetic, you’re just going to start acting even crazier than you already are.”

“I am not acting like a crazy person.”

Cassidy simply turned his head from where he was sprawled across Adam’s bed. “Right,” was all he said.

“I’m not.”

“I completely believe you.”

Adam crossed his arms and made a face, leaning against his desk. “You are such a bitch.”

“That’s why you wanted me here to distract you.”

If Adam could reach his bed from where he was standing, he’d have kicked Cassidy. Even if he was right. “Shut up.” He looked at the clock and groaned at the fact that barely ten minutes had passed since the last time he’d looked.

“You’re going to hate me.” Cassidy pushed himself up so that he was sitting. “But I have to go.”

“But...” Adam looked at the clock again and sighed. Cassidy had told him that he’d only be able to stay for a few hours and they were pushing it. “Okay,” he said.

Cassidy stood and walked over to Adam, pulling him into a hug. “Just relax,” he said. “For all you know, the date went awful and Kris just doesn’t want to talk about it.”

“Or it’s going fantastic and I haven’t heard from him because he’s still not home,” Adam muttered.

“Drama queen.” Cassidy pulled back and smiled up at him. “Stop thinking about it. You’re going to drive yourself insane if you don’t.”

Adam shrugged. That was easier said than done and they both knew it. He remembered his manners long enough to walk Cassidy out – his mom would kill him if he forgot – and then he was left with nothing to do because no matter how bad things were, he was not joining Neil for his marathon of whatever the hell show he was into this month. Instead, he went back to his room and dropped on his bed, blindly reaching out to grab his iPod.

He closed his eyes once he’d set it to shuffle and then tried to will himself to relax. He thought he was doing pretty well until Coldplay’s The Scientist came on and he sighed again, remembering when Kris had performed it at one of the school’s concerts.

Damn, he wished he’d thought to record it so he could’ve put it in a file and added it to his iTunes.

Well, okay, he’d have made Neil do it since he didn’t know anything about how to do that but still. It was the principle of the thing.

The song was barely halfway over when he felt the bed dip and a body settled next to him. He smiled slightly when he recognized the smell of Kris’ shampoo (Christ, he was creepy).

Slowly, he opened his eyes and turned his head. “Hey,” he said, pulling out his earphones.

Kris smiled, his eyes flicking down to the earphones for a moment when he heard what song was playing. “Hey,” he replied after a moment. He didn’t say anything else, biting his lip instead and Adam frowned, turning towards him more.

“What is it? Was the date horrible?” he asked. He paused as a thought he really didn’t want to even consider came to mind. “Did he do something? Kris, did he—“

“No,” Kris shook his head immediately, “he didn’t do anything, Adam. It’s not that.” He let out a breath and turned his head slightly, pressing his face into Adam’s pillow a bit. “The date was actually pretty awesome. We went to dinner and talked and then we went for a walk around the town. I thought he might want to go to that party that James Marsters was throwing but he didn’t. It’s not really his thing, he said.”

Adam swallowed and licked his lips. “Then what’s wrong?” He bit the inside of his cheek. “How’d the kiss go?”

Kris lowered his eyes, shrugging one shoulder.

“Kris?”

“It was okay.”

Adam frowned. “Just okay?”

“I mean, I guess it was pretty good. But...I thought that it would be better.” Kris’s fingers traced a pattern over Adam’s comforter.

Adam sucked in a breath and fought not to reach out. He shouldn’t ask the next question but that’s what best friends were for, right? What was a little torture between friends? “What was wrong with it?”

This time Kris was silent for longer and Adam just knew that he was considering his words, trying to figure out just what he wanted to say. Finally, Kris lifted his gaze to meet Adam’s.

“He wasn’t you.”

Oh fuck, Adam was hallucinating. That was so unfair, he hadn’t even smoked anything.

He couldn’t help but stare at Kris for a few moments before he reached out and poked Kris in the shoulder. When it didn’t go through, his eyes widened. “Oh, hell, you’re real.”

Kris grinned, laughing slightly. “Um, yeah.”

“And you...the kiss...”

“I thought about it a lot after you left.” Kris was biting his lip again and, wow, Adam really wanted to kiss him again. “I thought about how it felt to kiss you and how...” Kris swallowed and then plowed on. “I thought about how I get excited whenever I know I’m going to see you and how happy I am around you. And I thought about how it felt right to kiss you. I thought about it all night actually even while I was with Misha and that was probably rude of me but I did.”

Adam stared at Kris, not sure he was hearing correctly. “Kris—“

“Kissing you felt right,” Kris interrupted. “Tonight, when I kissed Misha, it didn’t feel right. It felt wrong and all I could think about was you.” He stared at Adam and all Adam could do was stare right back. “Adam?” Kris sounded uncertain as he tilted his head back slightly.

That was all Adam needed to hear before he shifted forward a bit, turning so that he was leaning over Kris slightly before he leaned down and claimed Kris’s mouth.

It was almost automatic, the way that Kris opened for him and Adam couldn’t help but press closer, pulling Kris against him.

Kris pressed up against him, hands sliding around his waist, laughing into his mouth slightly when Adam’s iPod slid off of his chest and onto Kris.

“You’re not supposed to laugh when I kiss you,” Adam said, pulling back, fighting back a laugh of his own.

Kris laughed again and Adam didn’t bother trying to stop his own laugh before he lowered his mouth back to Kris’s. Adam used one arm to keep himself from crushing Kris even as he wrapped the other around him, using it to pull him up. He licked along Kris’s bottom lip and hummed when Kris reacted as he had the first time, opening for him. Kris’s hands clenched against Adam’s back and he pulled him forward, until Adam was half on top of him.

Sliding a thigh between Kris’s, Adam sucked on Kris’s tongue, groaning when Kris bucked beneath him. Kris’s nails dug into Adam’s back and Adam pulled back, letting out a breath against Kris’s mouth.

“Adam,” Kris gasped.

“Fast, I know,” Adam said, looking down at him. He dropped his face so that it was pressed against Kris’s neck when Kris licked his lips. “Damn it, Kris, don’t do that. We need to go on an actual date before we make out on my bed.”

He felt Kris’s laughter before he heard it. “Was that your way of asking me out on a date?”

Adam lifted his head and grinned down at Kris. “That depends on your answer.”

“If my answer’s yes?”

“Then it was my way of asking you on a date.”

Kris smiled brightly. “Then the answer is definitely yes.”

Adam laughed and pressed a light kiss to Kris’s lips. “Good.” He raised an eyebrow. “You know this means no Misha, right? I skipped school the day they told us about sharing.”

Kris’ shoulders shook with silent laughter and he shifted beneath Adam. “Then I guess it’s a good thing I told him I just wanted to be friends.”

Adam smiled and couldn’t stop himself from leaning back down to kiss Kris again.

One make out session wouldn’t hurt.