Post by Mistress Whiskers on Sept 9, 2008 16:04:33 GMT -6
Title: Dreams Come True
Author: Whiskers
rating: Pg-13
warning: Threesome
Author's note: Got the idea from Christina for Christina. Will finish your gift soon, Allie-chan!
Author: Whiskers
rating: Pg-13
warning: Threesome
Author's note: Got the idea from Christina for Christina. Will finish your gift soon, Allie-chan!
Hailey and Matt had started dating a year ago. It was perfect, she was perfect. Except they both felt something was missing from their relationship. It didn't take them long to both realize that Joe had been on both their minds. It had taken a lot of courage for both of them to approach the other boy about how they were feeling. It had taken even more time to get the boy to agree he felt something too. They had been together, the three of them for nearly four months. But Joe would always slip out in the morning before anyone else was awake. It hurt Hailey, and it hurt Matt.
Which is how Matt came to be standing on the sidewalk outside the empty school gates, tapping his foot angrily and keeping an eye out for the last student to emerge. People were already bustling on the streets and he could feel the piercing gaze of several adults between his shoulder blades. He knew he looked tasteless in ratty old tennis shoes, dirty jeans, and torn shirt, standing in front of a prestigious school holding a piece of their uniform. He wanted to see Joe and, damnit, if the blue-haired boy would escape him like usual. He wasn’t about to go back to Hailey to tell her that Joe was being bashful again.
It was almost an hour past the last bell when Matt finally spied the lanky boy exiting the front doors. A smile made its way across Matt’s face and he waved exaggeratedly, holding up Joe’s jacket and manners-be-damned. He could see that Joe had seen him if the little blush and tiny wave was any indication. Matt waited for the navy-haired boy to approach, watching his slim figure in the sunlight. It was a rarity that Joe forgot any piece of his uniform, and so it was a rare treat to see the boy in blue slacks and white button-up shirt.
“Hey, Matt,” Joe greeted with a small smile that melted Matt’s heart when he was outside the gates. He looked at the jacket in the blonde’s arms and scratched the back of his head with a sheepish smile. “Sorry about leaving it there like that. I just realized that I was going to be late and I had to get out quickly and–”
Matt held onto the jacket even as Joe tried to take it from his grasp. “Why?” the blonde asked. “Why do you keep leaving like that? Every time you do.”
The smile fell from Joe’s lips and he suddenly looked a littler nervous. He glanced around the street, as though making sure no one was listening in on them. “I just told you, Matt, I was going to be late.”
“No you weren’t,” Matt stated. “You woke me up when you left – you got out of there around seven. School doesn’t start until eight-thirty for you, and it only took me half-an-hour to walk here from Hailey’s house.”
Joe gave another useless tug on his jacket, again looking about the street. “Look, I just wanted to make sure I was ready. I usually take forever to get myself together, right?”
“You’re ashamed of us, aren’t you?” Matt suddenly decreed and Joe turned a deep red.
The taller boy sputtered and Matt’s eyebrows drew together. Joe bit his tongue once, harshly, to remind himself to speak and he hissed, “Isn’t there somewhere else we can talk about this?”
“No,” Matt stated simply. “We’re discussing this here and now. Do me and Hailey make you ashamed? Is there something wrong with us?”
“No! There’s nothing– I…” Joe tugged at his jacket but Matt sharply pulled it away, silently demanding answers. Finally Joe sighed and said softly, “I don’t want you two ashamed of me.”
“What?” Matt couldn’t believe his ears. “Why would we be ashamed of you? Hailey loves you. I love you. Don’t you love us?”
“Of course I love you. And Hailey.” Joe blushed as an elderly man glared at him suddenly. He forced himself to pay attention to nothing but Matt was it was starting to get very hard. “I just… I don’t fit in with you two.”
“Why not?” Matt was insistent. “What’s wrong?”
“Look, Matt,” Joe stumbled out. “People. They, they already talk about you. A lot. I mean, you’re a big rock star, and you’re famous and the people around you are famous too. And since you’re famous, people will talk about you. More, I mean.”
“Joe, damnit,” Matt cursed, “you’re not making any sense.”
“I know!” Joe looked positively ashamed of his sudden outburst. He got quieter and explained, “Your blonde hair, your blue eyes – people are already talking about you. You’re a star – the main singer in one of the most popular bands right out of high school and there are some people who just can’t stop talking about you.”
“And that’s the price of fame, I know,” Matt stated simply. “What does this have to do with anything, Joe?”
“I’ve also hear people talking about you and Hailey,” Joe continued.
“And it got me to thinking – they might get to talking about me, too.”
“So? You don’t want to be famous, or something? That’s not a good reason to flake out on me and Hailey.”Matt frowned. “Hailey was nervous about all of the attention at first too but things aren't that bad.”
“Matt…” Joe sighed. “You don’t get it, do you?” Matt opened his mouth to say something, but Joe continued on. “There’s so much gossip about you now, and about Hailey. And a lot of it is really good, actually. People say you two are going to get married. They love you Matt, no matter what you look like, and I got to thinking that, maybe, they might still care about your lovers.”
“Joe…?”
“People want you and Hailey to be together,” Joe sighed. “And I don’t think too many people would continue to support you if they found out I was there, too.”
“So its about other people?” Matt growled.
“You told me that you wanted to be in a world-famous band since you were six and I don’t want to be the one who ruins you because I made you gay or something,” was the gentle explanation.
“I’ve also wanted you and Hailey since I was thirteen,” Matt stated. “And I’m not about to give up either of you just because you think it’ll ruin my band. I love you. And I love Hailey. And I love my band. And no one is getting in the way of any of those.” Without waiting for Joe to say anything, Matt grabbed the boy by the collar and dragged him down, kissing him deeply in front of God, students, and any elders that might have possibly disapproved.