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Summer Nights & Drunken Fights	By : AEMorgan Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Good Charlotte Views: 1514 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Good Charlotte. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Title: Summer Nights & Drunken Fights
Author: Adelaide Elizabeth Morgan (falconkenobi@aol.com)
Author Web Page: http://www.aemslash.co.uk Obsess, Much?
Fandom: RPS – Good Charlotte
Categories: Benji Madden/Joel Madden, Joel Madden/OFC, angst, h/c
Rating: R
Archive: You want it, you got it. Just let me know where so I can come and preen, okay?
Thanks to: You, for reading this. Paul, for being patiend und understanding when I disappear into the computer room for days on end to write. Good Charlotte, for the song The Day That I Die, for inspiring this fic
Disclaimer: Benji & Joel Madden are real people, and the events in this story are just that - fictional, figments of my sick and twisted imagination. Hell, call it a fantasy if it makes you feel better. WhateveNo rNo rumours should be started in regards to any events in these works of fiction. This story is written purely for entertainment purposes and no money is being made out of it.
Summary: Joel’s relationship with Danielle is becoming serious and Benji is neither very happy about it, nor coping very well. Joel confronts his brother and finds out more than he was bargaining for, both about Benji, and about himself.

“What’s wrong?”

Joel sighed and shook his head, frown creasing his forehead as he turned his attention back to Danielle, kissing her lightly on the lips before replying. “Nothing.”

“Uh-huh.” Danielle returned the kiss, trailing the backs of her fingers down his cheek. “You’re not a very convincing, liar.”

Joel snorted. “No, I know. I’m sorry,”

“It’s your birthday,” she reminded him. “And you’re at your party. You should be having a good time.”

“I am,” he promised. “But…”

“But you’re worried about Benji.”

“Yeah,” Joel sighed again and sat down in one of the chairs at the edge of the room, eyes automatically seeking out his twin and narrowing as he watched him taking another glass from the drinks table. “He’s started drinking again.”

“If you’re that worried about it, try talking to him,” Danielle suggested gently as she could, crouching down in front of Joel, taking his hands in hers.

“I’ve tried, Dannii. I’ve tried, and he won’t listen to me.”

“Try harder,” she stood and pulled Joel to his feet, pushing him forward. “Go and talk to him. You’re not going to be happy until you get through to him, so keep trying until he listens to you. Even if you have to smack his head against a wall or something.” She was relieved when a small smile tugged at his lips and he nodded, forcing himself to look at her.

“Ok,” he agreed quietly, kissing her on the cheek, then turning and walking across the room to where Benji was leaning against a wall, chatting to Paul and nursing a pint.

Benji looked up at Joel’s approach and rolled his eyes. Straightening up, he walked away from Paul, out of the room and down the corridor towards the restroom, Joel following him.

“Fuck off, Joel!”

“Yeah, and a happy birthday to you to!” let let the heavy door slam shut behind him as he stepped into the room. Checking all the stalls were empty, he leaned against the wall, crossing his arms over his chest and staring silently at Benji, who was sitting on a toilet seat, drinking the last of his beer.

Benji sighed and pulled the stall door shut, glaring at Joel when he stepped forward and wrenched it out of his hands. “What the fuck do you want?” he growled.

Cringing at the venom in Benji’s voice, Joel shook his head. “What’s wrong, Benji?”

“Nothing. How many times do I have to tell you nothing’s wrong. I’m fine. Now drop it and leave me the fuck alone!” His voice rose as he snapped and, with the glass still in his hand, drew his arm back. Joel paled and ducked, crying out as the glass hit the wall where his head had been a second before, fragments of shattered glass raining down over him.

Trembling and breathing heavily, Joel pushed himself to his feet, brushing shards of glass. His eyes hard and his jaw clenched, he lifted his head to look at Benji, a knot of dread clawing in his stomach instantly replacing his anger at the sight of tears silently streaming down Benji’s face. He took a hesitant step forward. “Benj?” he asked quietly, fingers clenching around the doorframe.

“I’m sorry,” Benji whispered withlooklooking up, holding his head in his hands, shoulders shaking as he cried. “I…Joel, I… Fuck!”

“Benji… What the fuck are you… Have… Have I done…something to piss you off because….”

Benji looked up, tears shining in his eyes as he shook his head. “No.” He ran his hands up over his face, fingers tugging his short black hair. “It’s nothing you’ve done, its…” He trailed off, shaking his head and staring back down at the floor. “It’s not you,” he promised.

“Then wh…” Joel frowned. “Danielle,” he said softly, his jaw clenched, a muscle in his cheek twitching when Benji nodded slowly. “I… I thought you liked her.”

“I do.” The words automatically came from Benji but he snapped his mouth shut and shook his head. He looked up again and met Joel’s eyes. “How can I when she’s taking you away from me?”

Joel blinked, stunned. “What?”

“She’s taking you away from me,” he repeated, sniffing. “It’s always been BenjiAndJoel and now it’s JoelAndDanielle. And… Where does Benji fit in?”

Joel moaned softly, grabbing one of Benji’s hands and holding it to his chest. “Right here,” he promised. “Benji, you will always be the most important in my life. Fuck, you’re like… I don’t know, the other half of me of something. But Dan…”

Benji cut Joel off, leaning in and kissing him lightly on the lips. He pulled back slightly, his eyes searching Joel's as he waited for his reaction. When Joel didn't speak or move, Benji kissed him again, harder this time, hands sliding round to cup the back of his head as his tongue slid past Joel's pliable lips.

Joel whimpered and returned the kiss, his tongue stroking over Benji's as his arms wrapped around him. "Benj," he whispered when the kiss broke, their foreheads resting against each other's. "You… You just kissed me."

Benji giggled, tongue flickering out across Joel's lips. "I noticed," he replied lightly, grinning. "You kissed me back," he pointed out, lip ring brushing against Joel's mouth.

Joel nodded. "Um… yeah… I… uh… I noticed." A shiver ran through him as he pursed his lips to suck on Benji's labret and he found himself wondering what it would feel like on parts of him more sensitive than his mouth. He choked back a moan. "What the fuck just happened here, Benj?"

"I don't know. But I liked it," Benji offered hesitantly, his fingers sliding up under the back of Joel's shirt, grinning when Joel moaned softly.

"Me too." Joel took a deep breath and met Benji's eyes. "Do you maybe… wanna try that again?"

Without breaking eye contact, Benji held his hand out to Joel, helping him to his feet and pulling him close. Joel whimpered as he slid onto Benji's lap, his growing erection brushing teasingly against Benji's thigh. His tongue flickered out to wet his lips, time seeming to slow as they closed the gap, breathy moans from each of them as their lips met.

"Oh my God! What the fuck is going on here?" Danielle's hands flew to her face and she took an involuntary step backwards as the twins jumped apart, Joel falling to the floor on his ass.

"Dannii, wait!" He pleaded with her as she spun on her heels and started stalking away. Pulling himself to his feet, Joel chased after her. "Dannii, please, I can ex..."

"You can explain?" Danielle interrupted, a look of disbelief on her face. "You can explain," she echoed, a burst of hysterical laughter bubbling past her lips. She crossed her armsr her her chest and raised an eyebrow. "Well go ahead. I'd love to hear what you've got to say that could possibly explain why you were fucking making out with your fucking twin brother!"

"I..." Joel faltered, a frown creasing his forehead. He glanced back over his shoulder at Benji, who was intently studying the wall of the stall. He sighed softly. "Dannii, I... I..."

"You disgust me, Joel Madden!" She tossed her blonde hair over her shoulder, the palm of her hand connecting with Joel's cheek before she stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind her.

Benji swore under his breath, shaking his head as he stood up. He wrapped one arm around Joel's waist, slowly turning him around, stomach sinking at the look of despair in Joel's eyes. "Go after her," he murmured, kissing away the single fat tear that rolled down Joel's face, his hand rising to cover the smarting red mark on his face.

Joel sighed, his eyes sliding over to the closed door before he looked back at Benji and shook his head, bringing his hand up to Benji's, tangling their fingers together on his cheek.

~El Fin~
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