Title: Living the Dream
Pairing/Characters: Brian/Tommy
Rating (Word Count): PG-13, (5x100)
Warning(s): None
Author's notes: Thanks to leela_cat for the beta. This also fills my "Love" square for Cotton Candy Bingo :D



Living The Dream


Tommy stood at the side of the stage along with everyone else. He pulled out his phone for one last check, grinning when he saw the new text in his inbox.

"Five minutes!"

Quickly, he opened the message, reading through it. It made his blood heat and run south. Sweat broke out over his upper lip and unconsciously he licked his lips. His phone beeped with another text. Hurriedly, he read it.

There it was, right there at the bottom.

Have fun doing what you love! Pretty Boy.

"Showtime, Tommy." Adam clapped him on the shoulder. "Live the dream, baby."

^v^

Standing on stage, playing for Adam, the crowd cheering, was such a rush. Adam was singing his face off and Ashley was walking toward him, a playful grin on her face. Adrenalin was pulsing in Tommy's veins as he thumbed the strings and stroked the frets, bouncing his way closer to her. They played off each other. She leaned in close and then pulled away, until it was time for a guitar riff. Then she darted in closer, kissing his cheek, laughing as she drew away.

Tommy heard Brian's chuckle, dark and amused behind him, and his cheeks pinked up.

^v^

He was definitely going to be paying for that one later. Turning around, he flashed Brian a wicked grin and Brian just rolled his eyes. Brian's lips formed the words 'you're mine' and Tommy's blush deepened while his jeans tightened around his rapidly filling cock. Good thing he was covered by his guitar.

The song changed and Shady started up, prompting Adam to come over. The lyrics rolled off Adam's tongue as he and Tommy got close. Tommy could feel his hand brushing over Adam's dick at the same time he felt Brian's gaze heating up his back.

^v^

Adam winked at him and moved back to center stage. The beat of Fab's drums pounded through Tommy's body, made him work his guitar even harder until the song ended, Adam's voice faded, and the cheers erupted. He grabbed a quick drink of water before starting the guitar line for the next song.

Brian said something into the mic, and even though Tommy couldn't understand the words, he knew the tone. It sent shivers down his spine and made him want to drop to his knees. Instead, he turned and hopped up onto Brian's keyboard stand, playing right to him.

^v^

The pride in Brian's eyes washed over Tommy and filled him with unrestrained happiness. He hopped back down, eager to finish the set, but not wanting it to end at the same time.

When it finally did end and Adam took his bow, Tommy stashed his guitar and left the stage, Brian's hand warm and comforting on his shoulder. They all headed out to an after party, Tommy sticking close to Brian's side and just basking in the happiness.

Adam had been right earlier. Tommy was more than living the dream. He was living the dream with people he loved.


The End