Drabble:KAKE

[krismc09]

In honor of the recent twitter party, I would like a KAKE drabble. It can be just friendship and Kradam can be there too if you like:)

[astolat]

Excuses, Excuses

"So, uh," Drake said, catching Adam by the shoulders before he could close in for a kiss. Adam paused and raised his eyebrows. Seven weeks out on tour and he didn't rate a "welcome home rockstar" blowjob? Then he stepped back.

"Oh, you didn't," Adam said.

"Well -- " Drake said.

"You fucked around on me? Seriously?" Adam said. He backed up some more and put his hands over his face. Okay, at least Drake wasn't lying about it, which would've been worse -- unless that meant he was about to be dumped, oh my fucking god --

"Look, we were just -- we were lonely," Drake said, "and we were pissed off, and we got drunk, and -- "

"Excuse me, who is we?" Adam said. "And you were pissed off? What the fuck do you have to be pissed off about? I'm dead from exhaustion and I have no voice left and I have three days off and you're fucking around with -- with -- "

"Katy," Drake said.

"What?" Adam said.

"I fucked Katy Allen!" Drake said.

"All right, that's -- unexpected," Adam said blankly, after almost a solid minute of processing time. He was so fucking tired and it made no sense. "You -- really?"

"It seemed like a good idea after the ninth margarita," Drake said. "Look, she's telling Kris today, too, we're -- it was one time, and -- "

"What the hell am I supposed to do with this?" Adam said. "You were -- what were you mad about?" Okay, he was past the processing now and on to the unbelievably outraged. "What the hell do you have to be mad about? You have any idea -- " He stopped, almost panting, because -- all these weeks, fighting it and fighting it, how much he wanted to just bang on Kris's hotel room door some night and let Kris open it and drag Kris into the bedroom and -- and meanwhile here was Drake just --

"You think I don't know you want to fuck him!" Drake said. "And she knows he wants you to fuck him, and -- "

"And we didn't!" Adam said. "We could have any fucking time, and you -- "

"That's great," Drake said, "that's fucking awesome, you think that makes it feel any better, watching you suffer nobly by only having sex with us?"

"So what the fuck," Adam yelled, "you decided to give us an excuse?"

"Yes," Drake said.

" -- what?" Adam said.

"Yes!" Drake said. "We figured if we gave you an excuse, and you did it as payback, then at least it's not cheating, or giving in, and you can maybe get the whole stupid fucking forbidden passion out of your systems without -- without -- "

He stopped, but he didn't need to finish that sentence; there were a million fill-in-the-blanks answers there, and all of them sucked enough to keep that bedroom door shut no matter how fucking hard it had been for Adam, for Kris, not to push it open.

After a moment, Adam swallowed and said, "So you guys really were extremely drunk."

"Like I was saying," Drake said, but he said it softly, and his eyes were warm.

"And if that doesn't work, did you come up with any other equally brilliant ideas?" Adam said.

"Foursome in Tahiti over Christmas?" Drake said.

# end

[cathalin]

OMFG so awesome. It started out hilarious, but then oh wow, I felt Drake and Katy's angst pretty hard there.

Absolute fave part is when Adam yells, "so what the fuck, you decided to give us an excuse?" and Drake answers yes. LOL.

So there's one little teeny problem, which is that it's missing what happens next.

[colorofsmoke]

Omg *____* This totally made my night.

[cjmarlowe]

I leave for a few hours to get some writing done, and apparently everyone was working on the same prompts as me.


"Oh, that is just inappropriate," says Katy, but she can't help giggling anyway as Drake holds the shirt up in front of her like he's found the Holy Grail. "You're not really going to wear that, are you?"

"What, why?" he says, turning it around so he can hold it away from himself and squint like he's trying to figure out her objection. "What's wrong with it? Is it the print, or the cutouts around the nipples?"

Katy covers her eyes with her hand for a moment, still giggling, and is trying to think of something diplomatic to say when she uncovers her eyes again and sees he's finally broken into a grin.

"Where would you even wear that?" she blurts out, relieved.

"Oh, I don't know," he says, holding it against his chest for her inspection once more. "Around the house? I bet this would be very appreciated around the house."

"Oh," she says, and suddenly that image is all too vivid in her head. "Ohhhhh."

"Yeah, now it's appropriate, am I right?" He raises his eyebrows at her as he lays the shirt over his arm, and she realizes that despite everything he really does intend to buy and, what's more, wear the atrocity. "You know, they have more on the rack if you want to pick one up for that husband of yours, too."

"I don't think that's quite Kris's style," she says, linking her arm with his as they head for the cashier. "But you're right, Adam's going to love it."

[astolat]

omg, yay! I didn't even see there was another response! ahaha cjmarlowe, that is awesome. Drake's unfortunate shirts FTW. *___*

[cathalin]

Seriously. WHY does he wear what he wears, lol? Adam must appreciate it, I suppose, as your fic so perfectly illustrates for me!

[krismc09]

I love that these are both so different and awesome. Cjmarlowe, I love that you worked in Drake's horrible fashion sense, too cute. And I got angst from Astolat, must be my lucky day.

Thank you so much guys!

[athenejen]

These are both terrific -- Katy and Drake shopping (for ridiculous shirts) is adorable, and I love the idea of a foursome in Tahiti over Christmas and everything leading up to it (fabulous dialogue! and the drunk-logic is super-cute).