*Tommy P.O.V.*

I have a headache. It only grew stronger as I watched Isaac pace back and forth in the middle of our hotel room. I turned my gaze away for a second only to turn back and have clothes thrown in my face.

''Get dressed.'' Isaac said before leaving the room. I sighed and got up from the bed. I'd bailed on three shows to get some time away from Adam, and him being the nice guy he is, he let me. I'm such an asshole, I know.

I just didn't know what to do and since I refused to talk to Adam I had no one to speak to. Isaac won't talk to me about it. Every time I miss a show he ignores me for the entire day. And every time I try to bring up what happened with Adam he just tells me to let it go or get over it. I don't know why he's acting like that.

I can't just get over it. How I was feeling- how I am feeling about Adam...it's so hard for me to process.

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*Adam P.O.V.*

I gripped the bouquet tighter in my hand as my nerves started to burry me alive. It's my own fault. I deserve everything I'm feeling and yet I know it's not enough.

I know I should've just told him but I didn't think it mattered. Telling him wasn't the first thing on my mind, it wasn't even in my mind because it was just diner, it was nothing and I hope he understands that. I couldn't imagine what he was feeling, and the thought that I wasn't able to help him only made it worse.

When he said he needed space I had no choice but to respect his wishes. As much as I wanted to I couldn't smother him with affection until I had him back. So I just decide to let him take a break.

For every show he missed I'd have to pay for a replacement from my own pocket, but I didn't care. Anything that he needed he could have no matter how much it cost or what it was, sadly the only thing he wanted was to steer clear of me for a few days.

I hesitated once I had reached the hotel door. But before I could even knock it was opened and Isaac appeared. He stepped into the hall closing the door behind him. Our relationship was more strained than it had ever been. That was affecting not only our friendship but our work environment as well.

He leaned against the wall crossing his arms as he eyed the flowers in my hand. ''You can't give those to him.'' He said, looking at me seriously.

''Isaac, I'm honestly only one minute away from fir--''

''Your gonna make him feel like a chick you asshole. That's why he's freaking out now. He's not used to being the bitch in the relationship, it's new to him and he doesn't like it. Which is why you can't give those to him.'' He said cutting me off.

''I've never did anything to make him have to feel like the lesser one in our relationship.'' I stated. He smiled and gave me a once over before his eyes met mine again.

''Oh c'mon Adam. At the end of the day we all know who's top and who's bottom--''

''Isaac.'' I warned.

''And TJ knows it too. But seriously,'' He said getting off the wall and walking up to me. ''Just let him come to you, if you go to him he's only going to panic more.''

''Have you talked to him?'' I asked before he could walk off. He literally looked at me like I was crazy.

''Hell no! He's capable of figuring it out himself. I did.'' He responded. When he turned around I grabbed his arm halting him. As much of an asshole Isaac was being I knew it was only because he was very protective of Tommy, but that had me thinking about something else.

''I don't have any reason to worry...right?'' I asked him. He turned around and smirked at me. The gaze we held was so intense.

''Should you?'' He contoured. I couldn't stop myself I knew my eyes became darker and I took a slow step closer to him. I didn't matter to him that I was taller, he held my eye anyway. ''Look TJ is adorable as fuck, but he's my brother. And I wouldn't trade that for anything. So no, you have nothing to worry about.'' He walked away.

I closed my eyes taking a deep breath and feeling stupid for even considering that Isaac would do something so horrible as to try and steal Tommy from me. I can't be that much of a jerk to let my thoughts sink so low.

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*Tommy P.O.V.*

''I don't wanna do this.'' I mumbled to Isaac for about the fifteenth time, but he kept ignoring me.

''You don't have a choice-Oh wait! I did give you a choice, and you picked this.'' He said smiling. I smacked him in his face, and much to the taxi drivers frustration we started to wrestle in the back seat.

''Tricking me into going to a gay club with you is not giving me a choice!'' I yelled once he was pinned beneath me. Before I could blink he had flipped us over and I was beneath him, struggling for air as his arm covered my throat to keep me in place. I squirmed in discomfort.

''It is when you fall for it.'' He said laughing at me. I gave him a fake smile before kneeing him in the gut causing him to hit the taxi floor and groan out a bunch of profanities. ''Asshole, you should be thanking me.'' He said as he sat up correctly, rubbing his neck and wincing.

We sat in silence for half of the ride, until something finally occurred to me. ''Isaac what are you planning on doing at a gay club?'' I asked curiously. He kept his eyes locked on something out the window.

''I'm gonna find us some twinks so we can get laid.'' He said casually. I nearly choked on the air.

''Um excuse me?!'' I yelled getting his full attention as he turned to face me, staring at me like I was mental for screaming so loud.

''What the fuck, TJ?'' He asked.

''No, you what the fuck Isaac. One; I'm not cheating on Adam. Two; Since when do you sleep with guys. And three; You're the worst fucking lackey in the world!'' I said.

The taxi stopped and we climbed out. Isaac paid the driver before turning to me. ''I fuck whoever I want.'' He said nonchalantly. ''And I'm a better lackey than you, you asshole.''

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''Not interested.'' I said as yet another bulky guy came over to hit on me. What's worse than not knowing what a 'twink' is, is finding out that you are one. And apparently in a bar like this, that's everyone's type.

I had no idea where the hell Isaac was. I think I'd seen him about two times since we got here and that was hours ago. Now I was sitting at the bar, debating on whether to sink my thoughts in alcohol or just leave.

Me being me of course chose the alcohol. And now ten drinks later I feel like puking my guts up. Everything started to spend and my head felt heavier on my shoulders. I fumbled my way from my seat and tried to make it to a door. Any door; I just wanted to leave. I kept getting bumped into and shoved when I tried to get past the dance floor.

Just as all the colorful lights became shadows and the music began to fade out, someone's arms wrapped around me. ''It's okay, lackey. I got ya'.'' Isaac's voice invaded my head before everything became a spinning blur of darkness.

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*Adam P.O.V.*

I flicked through the channels for the second time in a row, finally becoming frustrated I hit the off button and threw the remote to the other end of the couch.

I left the couch and went to the bed. Laying back and trying my best to let the sleep that never came envelop me. I wasn't tired physically; but mentally I was exhausted. I couldn't stop thinking about him. I couldn't stop thinking about how I hurt him. I couldn't stop thinking about the fact that he trusted me not to.

I stared up at the ceiling, resting my head on my hands, as I hummed the tune of a song I was working on. The ringing of my phone caught my attention and I reached over on the night stand to grab it. ''Hello.'' I said bringing the phone to my ear but hearing nothing but static on the other end.

''Adam?'' Isaac's voice rang through the phone. ''Okay I may have-have been a bit irresponsible. I'm texting you the address, just hurry up.'' There was the a horrid puking sound before the line went dead.

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My anger boiled as I took the keys from the car and climbed out. How could he be so reckless. I mean I know Isaac is immature but I thought it was only to an extent. I saw him standing against the brick wall of the club, holding Tommy by the arm as he emptied his stomach.

''Give me one reason I shouldn't fire you.'' I growled to him as I glared heatedly.

''Because I quit.'' He muttered, shoving Tommy in my arms and walking back into the club. I sighed shaking my head as I wrapped my arm around Tommys waist and slung his arm over my shoulder holding him upright. We made it to the car and I helped him in.

I was too pissed to think about Isaac. I started the car and took off towards the hotel. Why would Tommy over intoxicate him self to the point of Alcohol poisoning? I don't know why I asked myself that when I already know the answer.

It's because of me.

Sometimes I hate myself. I hate how I cause trouble and pain for people who don't deserve it. I hate how I screwed up my relationship with Sauli and how I was doing the same with me and Tommys relationship.

I parked the car and helped him up to the room. I immediatly sat him down on the couch and gave him a glass of water which I had to basically pour down his throat. I started to strip him of his puke stained clothes when I felt his hand on my face and I was pulled down into an unexpected kiss.

Ok, usually any kiss with Tommy is amazing and breath taking, but I didn't exactly feel all the sparks in the world since his breath reeked of puke and alcohol. ''No Tommy.'' I said pulling away from his lips and proceeding to take his shoes off.

''Why.'' He whined in the most adorable voice. I couldn't resist smiling.

''Because you're drunk.'' I answered, moving to take his pants off.

''I'll want you the same when I'm sober.'' He complained. I pulled his pants off and threw then over the back of the couch.

''Good because this,'' I said gesturing between the two of us. ''Is only going to happen when you're sober.''

''Ugh, but don't you want me??'' He continued as I struggled to take his coat off. He was making it impossible.

''More than anything.'' I answered honestly, ''But I won't do this when you're intoxicated.'' A frustrated groan left his lips as I made him lean up so I could properly remove his coat.

''I'm not that intoxicated.'' He mumbled. I smiled at him and shook my head.

''Tommy, what's my middle name?'' I asked amused.

''Migue- Wait! No. Michael!'' He answered with such a serious tone, that I laughed really loud. I knew he knew it, maybe not right now in his current state of mind, but he knew.

''Exactly.'' I said still laughing as I rid him of his shirt. I quickly made my way through the room over to the bed so I could pull a sheet off. I walked back into the room. Just when I was finished pulling the sheet over him, he grabbed my wrist stopping me from leaving.

I looked down at his barely open eyes, and some how even in the barely lit room I could see the beautiful brownness of them. ''Stay, please.'' He said quietly, keeping my wrist tight in his grip. My heart swelled at the offer but deflated just as quickly.

He didn't know what he wanted right now, he wasn't thinking straight. What if he woke up in the morning and started to freak out because he didn't remember asking me to lay with him.

I sighed, shaking my head. ''Tommy, I ca--''

''Please,'' He interrupted tugging at my arm. ''Pretty pretty please.'' He kept begging and against my better judgment I gave in. I always give in for him. I nodded to him and he let my wrist go.

I smiled as I noticed him watching me while I stripped down to my briefs. I climbed onto the couch next to him and almost immediatly did he crawl on top of me, snuggling into my side. I wrapped an arm around him putting the other one behind my head as I pulled him closer to me.

I don't know how, but I actually managed to get to sleep that night. Tommy started to stir on my chest so I tightened my arm around him. Soon I heard his voice breaking through my haze of sleep. ''Adam?'' He called, causing me to open my eyes and look at him.

He was staring up at me, and his eye's glistened with tears which had me going into an overdrive of worry. I moved us so I was sitting up and he was in my lap facing me. ''Tommy? Baby, what's wrong?'' I asked him. He just stared at me as the first tear fell. I quickly wiped it away, taking his hands in mines.

I couldn't read the look on his face, all I saw in his eyes was a smidge of fear, but I knew it was much more than that. ''Tommy, please. You're scaring me. Tell me what's wrong.'' I said wiping another set of tears away.

He looked away from me for a minute before turning back. The room was fairly lit from the sun rising, so I could see his face blushing lightly as he tried to stutter out words. I made him take a breath to calm him self before he tried to speak again.

''I'm so sorry, Adam.'' He said when he was able to speak. I stared at him confused.

''Tommy, what are you sorry for?'' I asked concerned as he turned his eyes away from mine. He mumbled something lowly but I didn't hear him. ''Tommy.'' I said, bringing my hand over to grip his chin and make him look at me. ''What are you sorry for, baby?'' I tried again.

It was silent for a while as the calm composure he had formed slowly faded away. ''I'm falling in love with you,'' He whispered. ''And I'm sorry.''

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A/N

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