Breaking the haze | By : CherubChild Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > Korn Views: 2453 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Inside, Jon plummeted back on the couch, hugging himself tight. Munky quietly shut the door behind him and made his way to sit beside him. He began to stare at the blank plasma TV on the wall opposite to them, thinking of words to comfort his long-time friend.
“I’m sorry.” Jonathan came out unexpectedly.
“For what?” James turned to lock eyes with him.
“What do you mean, ‘For what?’ For being a prick, that’s what.”
“I wouldn’t call you a prick. You were just… frustrated, and had to let it out, the healthy way.”
“How could you call that fucking healthy?”
“If you held back everything… every time you felt like screaming, or speaking your mind… you’d eventually break down in the worst way possible, and you know it. It’s happened before.”
Jonathan continued to stare at James. He was completely immobile with his arms warped around himself. He pressed his head back into the sofa, singing softly:
“I’ll take this time….
To let out what’s inside…”
Munky smiled gently, and still appearing as youthful the day they had met, he gathered his dreads in his hands and pulled them back from his face. For a brief moment, he felt completely horrible letting his smile come out at such a time. Luckily, as Jonathan took notice, in all his grief he couldn’t help but smile back.
“Why do you always do that?” He said.
“Do what?”
“Don’t question me, damn it, you know what.”
“I can’t help it. It just happens I guess.”
“You do it at the weirdest times, man.”
“So… Can’t I smile at you anytime I want?”
“Yeah. I’m not telling you to stop. It’s nice. I just wanna know why you do it.” Jonathan lifted his head, as well as his pierced brow.
“Well… erm. Lots of reasons. That’s a hard question to answer. It’s like asking me why I play guitar.” James quickly looked down at his hands; he began to pick at his nails nervously. “And, like, why does everyone else smile at you? Same reason.”
Jon finally sat up to lean in Munky’s direction, he seemed to slowly edge in closer to him. His hands moved from his own sides down onto his lap. “Don’t confuse me. Just name a reason.”
James shrugged, lips curving into speaking a new set of words, but nothing came out.
“Let it out, the healthy way.” He whispered to him tenderly.
“If I answer you, it’d just ruin everything.” James’ smile turned downward.
“I don’t think so. I think it could only make everything better.” Jon placed a hand on James’ knee and squeezed gently.
James came in closer to Jon, bodies now firmly touching. His hand made its way up to grace the side of friend’s cheek. He then moved into soothingly kiss his ear, placing his lips at the lobe and blowing gently inside. Jonathan let out a deep sensual sigh, one of relief and…
“That’s all I needed to hear.” Jon chuckled, “But I’d like it if you told me more.”
“Not here.” Munky said, replying in the most anxious way ever. “I want you to meet me somewhere else. It’s not that I care if anyone sees us here… I—I just don’t want to make love to you on a filthy sofa backstage at this goddamned shit hole.” Jon couldn’t remember hearing Munky’s sound like this. It was as if they had suddenly changed band-positions. He was listening to him speak as if he were leaning to a front man seduce his audience.
“Kinky.”
“I just want you to myself, the way I’ve always pictured it to be.”
“You wait this long to say this to me…”
“No, I’ve tried this before believe me. Remember that time when we got so drunk together you had lost all your motor skills, and forgot how to walk?”
“Hah, yeah. But I didn’t remember what happened that night the next morning.”
“I did. And I still do. Let me spark your memory.” James leaned in and ran his tongue along the bottom of Jon’s lip, slowly slipping in and out. Kissing him deeply and eagerly.
Losing his breath Jonathan broke away,
“Name the time and place. I’ll be there.”
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