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Even Your Shadow I Miss	By : druscillaryan Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > HIM Views: 1758 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Gabe-Dixon Band owns the song.

Even Your Shadow I Miss
Part Six

I will be tired but I will turn and I will go,
Only guessing til I get there then I’ll know,

He turned his head as his boyfriend tried to kiss him, an ugly _expression on his face.

"What the hell is wrong with you? I'm sorry about the tour, Bam. You know I don't want to be away from you, but this is the way it is. You've been like this all day, all fucking bitchy."

"Most people would take the hint." Bam snapped. "I'm not five. I don't need you hovering over me like a fucking baby-sitter."

"Fine." Ville said, snatching his pack of cigarettes of the bedside table and leaving the room without another word, walking outside and throwing himself into one of the chairs on the back porch.

"Loverboy still being a prick?" Ryan asked, coming outside with two beers and handing Ville one.

"Thanks." The man took a drink and sighed. "So he's been like that all day?"

"Yeah. The last few, actually. Complete bitch. Thank God he stayed in his room for most of it. You may actually have to stay in the guest room tonight, although you're sneaking out and around pattern never worked before and there's no reason now." Ryan said laughing.

Ville flipped him off and took another drag off his cigarette.

The backdoor opened and Ville turned to see his boyfriend. "You." A finger was pointed at him. "Come here."

"I'm not a dog." Ville said, causing Ryan to burst out in laughter.

Bam glared at him, shrieked like a girl, and slammed the door. When they heard him yelling in Finnish, Ryan cocked an eyebrow at the man across from him. "He only knows the curses." Ville said.
Even though sometimes this is hard to tell,
And the fight is just as frustrating as hell
All will be well.

"Why'd you even come here if you weren't ever going to talk to me?" Bam said, standing in the doorway of the guestroom Ville was in.

The older man glared at him from over the book in his lap. He snapped it shut. "In case you don't remember, you annoying fucktard, I did talk to you. You're the one who went all mental and wouldn't even let me kiss you. I know what's bothering you, but you won't even talk the tour, so until you're ready to act twenty-five instead of five--"

"Dammit, Ville!" Bam glared at him and spun around, slamming the door behind him. Both men muttered 'fuck' under their breath, one in Finnish and one in English.

Ville heard Bam scream at someone for existing and rolled his eyes. "Immature little brat." He'd come to Pennsylvania with the hope of sex and just spending time with his boyfriend for their ten-month anniversary, but he was quickly regretting his decision.

They both knew when they got together that their schedules would clash and they would be able to spend long periods of time together and then have to spend just as much time apart. A tour was inevitable and hell to think of. We probably should have thought about it anyway. Ville sighed and tossed the book on the other side of the bed, standing up. Then this wouldn't be so hard.

Two knocks. "Bam?"

"Go away."

Ville sighed and turned the door handle, letting himself into the room. His boyfriend was sitting on the bed, his legs crossed Indian-style, picking at the fraying on the bottom of his jeans. Ville sat down on the edge of the bed, reaching out slowly and taking one of Bam's hands in his own. The younger boy was shaking as he met Ville's eyes.

"I'm sorry." he said softly. "I wasn't trying to . . . I didn't mean to . . . Ville, I don't want you to go!" Bam threw his arms around Ville's neck and buried his head in his shoulder, the few tears he had left in him falling onto Ville's dark shirt.

One of Ville's hands came up to stroke Bam's curls while the other one moved gently across his back. "I know, love, I know. But I have to go."

"I know that." Bam muttered. "But that doesn't make it easier."

"It's not like we won't be seeing each other for the entire time I'm on tour, Bam. I know you'll be there as much as you can and no one's going to try and stop you."

Bam laughed at that, pulling out of Ville's matronly hold and smiling. "Stop me? As if."

"Cocky little shit."

Two lips fell onto another pair and the two men fell back on the bed, tugging at hair and tasting flesh. "Oh, God, I want you."

Blue eyes flashed. Green eyes flashed. Hands clasped, fingers pulling at clothes, jeans thrown across the room. Teeth on flesh, biting, hint of metallic blood in an already red mouth. Fingers slipping in, whorish moans from wet lips. Violation, gasps, moans, stifled screams. Mattress creaks and the sound of a dripping faucet in the room next door. Sweat on red sheets, scratches on pale flesh, bruises on veins.

"You didn't last long."

"You didn't last more than two seconds longer!" Bam protested.

"I was ready this morning, you little bitch."

"I was ready the minute you got on your plane, you Finnish slut."

"I was ready the second we started dating, you annoying cunt."

"I was born ready, you sexy mother-fucker." Bam reached up and pulled Ville to him for a kiss that scorched their already bruised lips.

---TBC---
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