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Don't Think Twice; It's Alright

Fic: Don't Think Twice; It's Alright
Author: ScruffyBunny
Pairing: Kradam
Rating: PG
Summary: Kris does his best to silence a surprised yelp as Adam hugs him close, hooking his leg more securely around his waist, like Kris is a life-sized teddy bear or something. Companion piece to "All Over You."
Disclaimer: Didn't happen, as far as I know. Don't own.

A beam of sunlight powers through the windows and hits Kris directly in the face. He closes his eyes tighter, unwilling to move. He’s comfortable, after all. It’s funny; he can’t remember the beds being this warm or this comfortable before. As he gives up on holding onto sleep, he begins to notice some things.

First of all, there’s a weight on his lower back. It’s not uncomfortable, but it’s not something that Kris is used to. There’s a similar weight wrapped around his shoulders, and something is resting on top of his head. Kris turns away from the direct sunlight and opens an eye.

He’s rather close to Adam, he discovers rather quickly. It is in fact Adam’s leg draped across his lower back. Adam’s arms wrapped around him. Adam’s fingers softly petting his hair as the singer continues to sleep. Kris recalls the night before and sighs. He’ll have to apologize to Adam for being so hyper. At the same time, he’s hesitant to wake his friend.

He spares a glance at the alarm clock. It’s only six o’clock, and they don’t have anything scheduled today. No, he’ll let Adam sleep. Maybe he’ll sneak downstairs and make breakfast for everyone. It’s been a while since he’s been able to cook.

Slowly, carefully, he starts to remove himself from Adam’s grip. But as soon as he makes a noticeable motion, Adam frowns in his sleep and reflexively tightens his grip, drawing Kris’ back flat against his chest. Kris does his best to silence a surprised yelp as Adam hugs him close, hooking his leg more securely around his waist, like Kris is a life-sized teddy bear or something.

For a moment, Kris just lies there, debating on whether or not he should wake Adam up. He decides against it and makes another attempt to climb out of bed. Adam’s subconscious simply isn’t having it, though. In one, swift motion, he tightens his hug on Kris and rolls over on top of him. Kris can’t help the grunt that escapes his lungs as the weight of Adam’s body presses down on him.

It’s surprisingly comfortable, when he thinks about it. Sure, he’s having a little trouble breathing in the small space between the mattress and Adam’s body, but they just seem to fit together. He’d think about that point a little more, but air is rapidly becoming an issue. He looks up at Adam, who giggles in his sleep as Kris’ hair feathers over his neck.

Kris wonders what Adam is dreaming about, watching smiles pass almost imperceptibly over his features, but he knows he’ll never ask because he’s always believed in the immutable privacy of dreams. If Adam wants him to know, he’ll tell him, just like a few weeks ago, when Kris himself had had a nightmare. Adam hadn’t asked; he’d merely given Kris a comforting hug in the darkness of their room. And without Kris asking, Adam was talking about a nightmare that he’d had the night before, promising that everyone has bad dreams every now and then, and Kris felt much better about the whole situation.

But now there is not nightmare on Adam’s face, only a beautifully calm look. Kris heaves a sigh. He can’t bring himself to disrupt that look of serenity, but he also realizes that it’ll be awkward for Adam if he wakes up with his roommate in his arms. Adam puts a lot on weight on the personal boundaries of others, and Kris is relatively sure that “spooning one’s roommate” would be a violation of Adam’s personal honor code.

He doesn’t know what to do, because Adam looks content, and he’d feel like a Grade A heel if he woke him up. One the other hand, his chest is starting to hurt, and he’s sure that “collapsed lungs” aren’t something that he wants in a singing competition. Bracing himself for an initial cavalcade of awkward, he gently nudges Adam with his elbow.

“Adam,” he says softly. “I love you, man, but I love oxygen, too.” Adam stirs at the sound of Kris’ voice, and he cuddles against the warm body next to him for half a moment before his entire body tenses up. His eyes flutter open, and the piercing blue immediately finds Kris’ honey brown. For a moment, he stares, first in confusion, then in realization, then in total embarrassment. He does a James Bond-esque tuck-and-roll off of the bed and stumbles backwards, still staring.

“Kris!” he manages to blurt out. “Kris, I’m so sorry! I… What… I am SO sorry!” Kris sits up and rubs at his eyes, epitomizing casual.

“You didn’t do anything wrong, Adam,” he reassures. “Seriously, it’s okay. I’m the one that was all over you last night, remember? We’re cool.” Adam runs his fingers through his hair and shakes his head.

“But I was on top of you! I was practically… I mean, if you’d…” To Adam’s surprise, Kris laughs. “What’s so funny?”

“You,” Kris admits. “You get up on stage and strut around in front of millions of viewers every week. But a little spooning with your roommate, and you can’t make a sentence?” To his relief, Adam affords half of a smile.

“So, we’re cool?” he asks. Kris gives him a look that tells him that he shouldn’t have even asked.

“I said that already,” he points out with a shrug. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to make some breakfast.” Adam watches as Kris climbs out of the bed and stretches as he walks out of the room. He pauses in the doorway and smiles over his shoulder.

“By the way, you look really peaceful when you sleep.” Adam’s smile widens in response. He waits until he hears Kris’ steps on the staircase before exhaling.

“Too close, Lambert,” he tells himself, trudging off of the bathroom. “Too close.” And yet, the back of his mind tells him that it wasn’t close enough.


Author’s Notes: I am currently glaring murderously at that ending. It just didn’t want to happen, and I’m not satisfied with the end result. Blech.

Anyway, I wasn’t planning on writing this, but the WWI story is proving a little more difficult than I thought it was going to be. And this one kept popping up in my head, so here is the second Bob Dylan-titled installment in the "Awkward Sleeping and Cuddling Fic String."

Note to Self: Come up with a better name for this arc. Perhaps one with less failsauce.

I’m currently working on another fic, which is slightly darker than most of my projects, and I think that the heavier writing style sort of bled into this one. Sorry about that.

Hope you guys enjoy it anyway!


( 21 comments — Leave a comment )
May. 17th, 2009 07:28 pm (UTC)
Don't murder the ending. D: It was quite enjoyable to read. I love how Kris was completely untroubled by the whole situation while Adam has a mild freak-out.
May. 18th, 2009 06:46 am (UTC)
Thanks. That ending and I fought for a good two hours before I finally settled with it. I just wasn't sure that it was landing correctly, if that makes any sense.

Also, I read a lot of fics where Kris is always freaking out, and Adam is cool-as-a-cucumber calm. So I figured that it would be fun to play with that dynamic. I dunno.

Anyway, glad you enjoyed it!
May. 17th, 2009 07:47 pm (UTC)
A small sound, like the one youd give in sympathy left my mouth when I read this: But as soon as he makes a noticeable motion, Adam frowns in his sleep and reflexively tightens his grip, drawing Kris’ back flat against his chest.

I probably just read more into it than necessary. I loved Kris' battle btw waking a serene and beautiful Adam or breathing. Who needs air when youve got Adam?
I enjoyed much more than that but I figure I should quit somewhere.
I know you dont have to or necessarily able to but you should try to continue this. causeiliketotallyreallydesperatelywantyouto!
May. 18th, 2009 06:52 am (UTC)
I'm glad you enjoyed it!

I have a theory that Adam is a clingy sleeper, whereas Kris is a sprawler. I don't know how I came to these conclusions, but for the purpose of this fic it seemed to fit.

Kris is just fun to write. Musically, he obviously puts a lot of thought into what he's doing, and I think I was trying to translate that into every day life. May or may not have been successful. I dunno.

Please, please. Squee away. The squees keep the plot bunnies happy.

I'm actually playing around with a third installment as I type this. I can't promise anything, because I'm not sure about the direction it's going to take. Also, when I make promises, writer's block kicks my door in and crashes on my couch. *nervous glance at the WWI story.*

Anyway, I'll stop blabbering on and on now. Again, thanks for the review!
May. 18th, 2009 02:49 pm (UTC)
Now that you say that, I can imagine the same thing. At least I dont see Kris as being a clingy in his sleep but Adam is man of many sides and he could go either way.
Again, no proof to back this up but umm... give me time? heh :P

I think you did a good job in bringing Kris thought process to the table. I believe it and enjoyed it.

Okay, so no promises but if WB decides its going to take an unwelcome visit, call me. Homie dont play that!
May. 17th, 2009 08:17 pm (UTC)
Nooo, sleeping and cuddling fic strings are made of AWESOMESAUCE. AW-SOME-SAUCE. *nodnodnod* And this is so cute. And poor Kris, and poor Adam. Mostly poor Adam XD
May. 18th, 2009 06:54 am (UTC)
True. But for practical purposes, I feel that the arc deserves some sort of project title. Like, "Operation: Cuddle," or "Operation: Awkwardsauce."

It sounds more official, I think. XD

Aww. Every time I go back and read any of my stories, a little voice in the back of my head is like, "You are SO unfair to Adam."

And I'm like, "Yeah, you're probably right."
May. 18th, 2009 08:44 am (UTC)
Let Operation: AWKWARDSAUCE begin! XDDDDD
May. 17th, 2009 10:56 pm (UTC)
I loved this I like how it was in Kris's point of view : )
May. 18th, 2009 06:56 am (UTC)

I generally stray towards the Adam point of view, because in my head I feel that Adam is the actual version of the persona that I would like to own. So maybe I'm living vicariously through Fic!Adam? I dunno.
May. 18th, 2009 03:22 am (UTC)
“I love you, man, but I love oxygen, too.”

^ lolz, that was cute!

I've said it before and I'll say it again; you write the best kradam!fluff fics. :D
May. 18th, 2009 06:56 am (UTC)
Aaaand blushing.

Thanks so much!
May. 18th, 2009 07:01 am (UTC)
So cute! I am giggling and smiling like a tool at the computer now. I loved it, and I think this should continue! The world definitely needs more awkward roommate spooning. lol

By the way you win at life just for the mention of Bob Dylan. I find it scary how obsessed I am (I wasn't even looking at your note. I was just scrolling past it to write a comment about your lovely story and boom! My mind said somewhere in that paragraph are the words "Bob Dylan". lol)
May. 18th, 2009 07:21 am (UTC)
Awkward spooning is probably a foundation of our generation. Probably. Right up there with 90s Nick and Dunkaroos. Twenty points if you remember both of those.

Oh, Bob and I go waaaay back. Like, way. When Kris did "To Make You Feel My Love," I immediately jumped up and squeed, "BOB DYLAN!"

None of my friends believed me until I broke out the google button on the internet machine. The cretins. Jk, jk. I love them dearly.
May. 18th, 2009 07:32 am (UTC)
I DO!!!! OMG Dunkaroos! lol I loved those! Do they even make them anymore? I haven't seen them in ages.

Remember Doug? I loved that show. So many classics.

Things were so good back then. I remember growing up watching Alf, Fraggle Rock, anything associated with the Muppets, Bananas in Pajamas(I still know the theme song lol), and not to mention that was when Sesame Street was good. I'll even admit to be the loser watching Power Rangers (Power Rangers: Wild Force FTW!!)

When ever anyone covers Bob Dylan I feel warm inside. Unless they suck. That fills me with rage. My family and friends all despise him so any Bob Dylan reference is a win in my book, lol.
May. 18th, 2009 03:18 pm (UTC)
I miss Dunkaroos. As far as I'm aware, you can get them on the internet. And that makes me a little bit sad.

DOUG WAS AWESOME. I totally have a Doug ringtone. (Killer Tofu, what?)

Oh, all of the shows before children's television started sucking. Not gonna lie, I was a fan of Power Rangers SPD. *cough* Yeah...

A lot of my friends are indifferent to Bob Dylan. Which just doesn't make sense to me, because I feel that all should adore the Dylan.

And bad covers are the worst thing in the world, no matter who the original artist is. *shifty look at Scream On* Oh, Danny.
May. 18th, 2009 05:18 pm (UTC)
That is sad. I want to go look for Dunkaroos now, mmm.

Doug ringtone FTW!

I was a fan of all of the Power Rangers. I think I've watched them all at one point, lol.

I know the feeling. To this day, I cannot understand how some people don't love Bob Dylan. The logic escapes me.
May. 18th, 2009 07:44 am (UTC)
spooning ftw! <3

i had this ^_________^ look throughout the whole thing. tis was cute! <3
May. 18th, 2009 03:14 pm (UTC)
FTW, indeed.

thanks! I was scared that this one was getting a bit heavy-handed in the delivery.
May. 18th, 2009 12:46 pm (UTC)
Fucking omg <33
It seemed so realistic
10/10 :D
May. 18th, 2009 03:14 pm (UTC)
Aaaand blushing.
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