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Right There In Front of HIM	By : Morphine300mg Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > HIM Views: 1696 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of HIM. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Right There In Front of HIM
- 2-ch 2
- 3-ch 3
- 4-ch 4
- 5-ch 5
- 6-ch 6
- 7-ch 7
- 8-ch 8
- 9-ch 9
- 10-10
- 11-Epilogue
- 8
- 9
- 10
A/N: A name like *this* denotes POV.

*Bam*

The ride back to Castle Bam was almost too much. Every time he looked in the rearview mirror, Ville seemed to be watching him. He didn’t even try to hide it. After catching his eye the first few times, Bam had to mentally slap himself to focus on the road again, having already been yelled at for swerving off the road three times. It also didn’t help that whenever he did look, Ville’s lips perked up at the corners, giving him a little smirk that brought on very inappropriate thoughts. Maybe torturing Ville when he knew that they might all end up partying at his house was a mistake…….

Pulling up the driveway, he was one of the first to hop out of the car, eager to put some distance between him and the Finn in question before he did something incredibly stupid in front of everyone. Heading in through the front he retreated quickly to the Pirate Bar and grabbed a beer from the fridge.

Everyone else filed in and things started off like always. Drinking, laughing, running around, hitting random people, Novak getting naked…… The usual. But he could still feel Ville’s eyes burning into him no matter how much he tried to pay attention to the conversations around him.

After a while, everyone began to settle around the fireplace, apparently plotting out their spots for when they passed out for the night. Bam merely sipped at his beer during this time, his mind keeping him too occupied to want to get smashed.

Footsteps stomping into the room brought everyone’s head up from their respective places around the room. Frantz, stumbling only slightly coming from upstairs made his way over to Bam.

“Hey Bam, gimme your keys….”

“What the fuck for, man?” he asked, though he reached in his pocket and handed them over anyway.

“I need to go pick up some smokes.”

Dico giggled suddenly from his perch on the back of the couch. “For your girlfriend, Smokey the Bear?” He laughed and the others joined in with him. Frantz just flipped him off with a frown. This just made Dico laugh even harder.

Suddenly the laughing stopped and Dico stood up from the couch, trying to put a serious look on his face. “Don’t be mad, Frantzy-boy. I can’t help it if Smokey takes up all your time and money just to feed her habit.” He was still smirking at the angry man in front of him.

“Fuck you, Dico!”

“Oh, you know you love me.” He stepped a little closer. When he was about a foot away, his smile widened as he started singing and dancing around like the drunk idiot he was.

“Don’t cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me…” He rubbed his hands over his body making a mockery of a female singer trying to act sexy, “Don’t cha wish your girlfriend was a freak like me…..” Novak came up from behind Frantz and began grinding against him, singing out the rhythm of the song, “Don’t cha……. Don’t cha…….”

Everyone who was not already on the floor was there now, laughing their asses off. Dico couldn’t help but laugh as he and Novak surrounded Frantz and continued to “serenade” him. “Don’t cha wish your girlfriend was raw like me…. Don’t cha wish your girlfriend was fun like me…… Don’t cha……. Don’t cha…..” Dico was trying so hard to not fall while he was attempting to perform a “sexy” dance.

Finally even Frantz had to laugh at this. Finally though, he pushed Novak off of him, causing the naked man to fall on his ass. Frantz looked down to where Dico had fallen in a fit of giggles, barely able to breathe. “You guys are assholes.” He huffed with a smirk as he headed out the door.

Bam just shook his head, chuckling quietly as he slipped away from the group without being noticed, which wasn’t hard because everyone was still in gales of laughter. He headed back to the kitchen area to grab another beer. Bending over he pushed several things aside inside the fridge to grab the cold one he had hidden earlier that day. Giving himself a little victorious “a-ha!” he popped the top and straightened up, bringing the can to his lips to take the first sip, but he immediately choked in surprise at finding that when he stood back up, his back hit something behind him. Something tall, lean, male, and Finnish.

He felt Ville’s chin dig into his shoulder and felt a warm flow of air hit the base of his neck.

“That was very naughty what you did before the concert, Bammie.” Ville’s voice was thick and made Bam’s cock instantly harden. He felt a hand reach around him and close the door to the refrigerator before he was roughly shoved up against the cold surface, Ville firmly pressing the entire length of his body against Bam’s back.

Feeling a bit daring, Bam chanced a look back at Ville. He swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat.

“Oh yeah, what are you going to do about it?” Though the statement was bold and brash, his voice betrayed that attitude, coming out more of a mix between a whisper and a unsure squeak.

He felt, rather than heard Ville chuckling deep in his throat, his chest vibrating against Bam’s shoulder blades, making him even harder as his erection strained against his pants while being painfully driven into the metal surface of the kitchen appliance in front of him. A second later he was turned around to face Ville only to be pushed against the fridge once again.

Ville’s lips descended on his almost painfully, tongue probing his mouth with such fervor that Bam’s knees felt weak like he might just collapse on the spot if it weren’t for the hands pressing him back or Ville’s leg that had found it’s way between his own, thigh pressing against the bulge in his pants. His hips bucked up experimentally and he immediately gasped at the friction that action caused.

After getting his bearings, he brought his hands up, one slipping around the taller man’s waist only to shift down, grabbing a handful of Ville’s leather-clad butt, while the other hand came up around Ville’s shoulders, fingers winding their way into dark brown locks.

“Hey, can you two move over for a sec so I can grab another beer?”

~*~

Ville’s lips froze on his. His eyes snapped open to reveal Raab looking over at the two of them. Ville’s pushed himself off of Bam and turned around. Both of them moved aside silently, mind’s still racing from being caught. Raab just stepped forward, opened the fridge, grabbed a beer, then turned around and walked right back out without a comment or even a strange look at the two of them.

After a moment, they turned to look at each other with matching looks of wide-eyed shock and confusion. Raab’s voice as he poked his bed back around the corner of the doorway brought their attention back.

“Oh, and by the way, the guys and I all want to let you both know, that it’s about fucking time.” And with that nonchalant statement, his head disappeared around the doorframe once more.

After a brief pause, Ville started laughing and couldn’t stop. His face was beginning to turn red and was just a beat away from collapsing on the floor in giggles. Bam was still silently staring at the door, not really comprehending what had just happened.

“Holy shit…. Everybody already knows……” His eyes got impossibly wide and stared at the empty doorway where Raab had just retreated, not really seeing it, his eyes having lost their focus as his brain ran rampant with thoughts of what all of this could mean.

Ville, laughing fit suddenly sobering, put his hand out to catch the younger man’s chin, catching his eyes and looking into them, trying to gauge Bam’s reaction to the whole ordeal, his body tensing slightly. “Does it really matter?”

A look into the taller man’s eyes showed Bam that Ville was just as nervous as he. But something else was shining behind those striking crystal green eyes. Bam saw something that he thought only existed behind his own eyes. Ville felt the same way. His heart skipped a beat and his face lit up in a smile. He leaned forward and pressed his lips lightly to Ville’s. Just a light kiss but still enough emotion behind it that made sure Ville would never mistake it for “just lust.” He felt his friend’s body ease and he felt Ville return the smile into their kiss. After a moment, he pulled his head back and looked into the beautiful eyes of the man of his dreams.

“No, it doesn’t”
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- 9
- 10
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