Falling for you again [Entry]
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Matt smiles as he watches his boyfriend jam on stage at the stage during the last show of the Green Day tour in Copenhagen. He had liked the quiet bassist from day one, and now that they were together, he could almost always openly stare at Zack’s delicious body. Watching Zack perform and get sweaty, almost always gets Matt hot. And tonight was no exception, he was sporting a slight boner and nothing was getting rid of it. Not thinking about grandma boobs, moldy pickles, or even Jack’s ass. None of it was making the fantasy of Zack pounding into him go away.
Normally, Matt would be fine with his situation, it just meant that he would get blissful relief from his boyfriend after the concert, but tonight Matt had to do paperwork and knew that there would be no time for sex. It would disappoint Zack, he knew that, but Matt just had to get the work done. Otherwise things could go wrong and that would disappoint a lot fans.
Shaking the thoughts away, Matt realizes that they’ve finished the last song. Forcing a smile on his face, he greets the boys as they run off stage, “Great show guys! Clean up, there’s pizza on the bus. Early bus call tonight, 1 am!” Matt yells over the crowd as Zack presses against his front, smirking when he feels Matt’s boner.
“Seems like someone really liked the show.” Zack growls into his ear, making Matt blush and roll his eyes at his boyfriend’s smugness.
“Zee, we can’t tonight. I have work to do.” He says, feeling guilty. Once the statement sinks in, Zack pulls back and sighs, the sound is drenched in disappointment and irritation.
“Alright, I guess.” Zack mutters before turning and walking away. Matt groans, watching him leave. He knew he had fucked this up, but there was no way around it. Matt had to do his job, no matter what. He was what keep their tours going smoothly, as much as he hated to admit.
Stepping onto the bus at quarter to twelve, after settling up with the venue manager and checking the green room for any of the band’s belongings, Matt takes a deep breath and grabs his laptop from his bunk, walking to the back lounge. He sinks into the leather trying to find a comfortable position, for what was probably going to be a 4am work night. Zack enters the bus, biting his lip when he notices Matt. He grabs two water bottles from the fridge and joins Matt on the couch in the back lounge.
“Hey babe.” He murmurs, curling up next to Matt. He sets the water bottles on the floor, deciding to just sit with Matt, since it was all he would be getting that night. He is in love with Matt, and both of the men know it. But the late work nights, the constant phone calls, it was wearing Zack thin.
Matt feels the tension between the two of them, so he sets down the laptop and wraps his arms around Zack’s body, whispering, “I love you, you know that right?” As he presses his lips to Zack’s cheek.
Zack nods, “Yeah, I do.” He sighs, cuddling into Matt’s arms. “It’s just hard, you know? We never get alone time.” Knowing it would start a fight, Zack says it anyway. He needed to get it out.
“I know, but I have to. It’s my job. I can’t just blow it off because this is your dream, baby.” Matt says, feeling stuck between a rock and a hard place. Spending time with his love, or doing the job that let him see Zack everyday. This was Zack’s dream, and Matt was positive he was going to do everything in his power to make sure Zack lives out a perfect life.
“Maybe it’s not my dream anymore, what if spending time with you is my dream? What if you’re actually more important that the fucking band, what about that, Matthew?” Zack’s voice increases in volume with every word, till he’s practically screaming the last sentence. Matt’s taken aback, Zack has never yelled at him before. Zack was the quiet one, the one to just take what was happening, but he was getting fed up with the way they’re relationship was taking a toll on him. And how it was tearing him to shreds emotionally.
Matt bites his lip, “I’m sorry, babe. I wish we could spend more time together.” He feels tears building in his eyes as Zack begins to pace the small area.
“I’m in love with you, you fucker. And you say you love me, but I’m the last fucking person on your list. Even fucking Gaskarth is more important!” Zack yells, his fists clenching at his side. Both men thankful no one else was on the bus to witness their spat. Zack thought he would never leave Matt, but the way things were going, he couldn’t do it anymore. “I’m so stupid.” He whisper more to himself, as he turns and walks towards the front of the bus.
Matt feels himself freeze as he realizes what was happening. As Zack nears the doors, Matt thaws, and runs to stop him. Matt grabs his wrist, “Zack, don’t go. I’m so sorry. I’ll do the work tomorrow. Just, come cuddle.” He pleads, a traitorous tear falling from his eye. Matt knows that cuddling wouldn’t solve their problems. That the issue would still be there in the morning, but he has to try. “I do love you. You’re the most important thing to me, always.” Matt whispers, pressing his lips to Zack’s, hoping that Zack is willing to try to make this work.
Zack melts, wrapping his arms around Matt’s small frame. “Say it again.” He murmurs against Matt’s lips.
“I love you.” Matt smiles, taking Zack’s hand and pulls him back to the lounge. He pushes Zack down onto the couch and crawls on top of him. Matt cuddles into Zack’s chest, pressing kisses to his chest.
“Again?” Zack whispers, wrapping his arms back around Matt.
Matt giggles, “I love you. Now and forever.” He begins tracing hearts into Zack’s chest. “I need you in my life.” His eyes flicker up to Zack’s face, blushing softly.
Zack grins, moving some hair out of Matt’s eyes. “I need you too.” He says softly, leaning in to kiss his boyfriend. Matt meets him half way, cupping Zack’s cheek in his palm. This moment, this kiss, reminded Zack of why he loved the smaller man. All of his feelings came back to him, full force and it was almost as if he was falling for Matt all over again.
Just as the two men were really connecting, Matt’s phone goes off, indicating a call. Zack groans, pulling away. “Just answer it.” He scoffs, assuming that Matt would do what he normally did, and put work before him. Matt leans over, grabbing his phone off the table, and turns it off. He then throws it across the room couch and begins pressing kisses to the bassist’s neck and jaw as the small electronic crashes into the wall.
“I said I’d put off work until morning.” Matt smiles, as he kisses his way up to Zack’s lips. As he pulls away, Zack follows him, not letting their lips disconnect.
“You're not off the hook,” He mumbles against the older’s lips, wrapping his arms around Matt’s waist.
Matt blushes, “I know baby. I’m sorry.” He murmurs and nuzzles his face into Zack’s neck. “But if I broke my phone doing that, you’re buying me a new one.” Zack smiles, figuring that a phone was a small cost to be in a happy relationship again.
Normally, Matt would be fine with his situation, it just meant that he would get blissful relief from his boyfriend after the concert, but tonight Matt had to do paperwork and knew that there would be no time for sex. It would disappoint Zack, he knew that, but Matt just had to get the work done. Otherwise things could go wrong and that would disappoint a lot fans.
Shaking the thoughts away, Matt realizes that they’ve finished the last song. Forcing a smile on his face, he greets the boys as they run off stage, “Great show guys! Clean up, there’s pizza on the bus. Early bus call tonight, 1 am!” Matt yells over the crowd as Zack presses against his front, smirking when he feels Matt’s boner.
“Seems like someone really liked the show.” Zack growls into his ear, making Matt blush and roll his eyes at his boyfriend’s smugness.
“Zee, we can’t tonight. I have work to do.” He says, feeling guilty. Once the statement sinks in, Zack pulls back and sighs, the sound is drenched in disappointment and irritation.
“Alright, I guess.” Zack mutters before turning and walking away. Matt groans, watching him leave. He knew he had fucked this up, but there was no way around it. Matt had to do his job, no matter what. He was what keep their tours going smoothly, as much as he hated to admit.
Stepping onto the bus at quarter to twelve, after settling up with the venue manager and checking the green room for any of the band’s belongings, Matt takes a deep breath and grabs his laptop from his bunk, walking to the back lounge. He sinks into the leather trying to find a comfortable position, for what was probably going to be a 4am work night. Zack enters the bus, biting his lip when he notices Matt. He grabs two water bottles from the fridge and joins Matt on the couch in the back lounge.
“Hey babe.” He murmurs, curling up next to Matt. He sets the water bottles on the floor, deciding to just sit with Matt, since it was all he would be getting that night. He is in love with Matt, and both of the men know it. But the late work nights, the constant phone calls, it was wearing Zack thin.
Matt feels the tension between the two of them, so he sets down the laptop and wraps his arms around Zack’s body, whispering, “I love you, you know that right?” As he presses his lips to Zack’s cheek.
Zack nods, “Yeah, I do.” He sighs, cuddling into Matt’s arms. “It’s just hard, you know? We never get alone time.” Knowing it would start a fight, Zack says it anyway. He needed to get it out.
“I know, but I have to. It’s my job. I can’t just blow it off because this is your dream, baby.” Matt says, feeling stuck between a rock and a hard place. Spending time with his love, or doing the job that let him see Zack everyday. This was Zack’s dream, and Matt was positive he was going to do everything in his power to make sure Zack lives out a perfect life.
“Maybe it’s not my dream anymore, what if spending time with you is my dream? What if you’re actually more important that the fucking band, what about that, Matthew?” Zack’s voice increases in volume with every word, till he’s practically screaming the last sentence. Matt’s taken aback, Zack has never yelled at him before. Zack was the quiet one, the one to just take what was happening, but he was getting fed up with the way they’re relationship was taking a toll on him. And how it was tearing him to shreds emotionally.
Matt bites his lip, “I’m sorry, babe. I wish we could spend more time together.” He feels tears building in his eyes as Zack begins to pace the small area.
“I’m in love with you, you fucker. And you say you love me, but I’m the last fucking person on your list. Even fucking Gaskarth is more important!” Zack yells, his fists clenching at his side. Both men thankful no one else was on the bus to witness their spat. Zack thought he would never leave Matt, but the way things were going, he couldn’t do it anymore. “I’m so stupid.” He whisper more to himself, as he turns and walks towards the front of the bus.
Matt feels himself freeze as he realizes what was happening. As Zack nears the doors, Matt thaws, and runs to stop him. Matt grabs his wrist, “Zack, don’t go. I’m so sorry. I’ll do the work tomorrow. Just, come cuddle.” He pleads, a traitorous tear falling from his eye. Matt knows that cuddling wouldn’t solve their problems. That the issue would still be there in the morning, but he has to try. “I do love you. You’re the most important thing to me, always.” Matt whispers, pressing his lips to Zack’s, hoping that Zack is willing to try to make this work.
Zack melts, wrapping his arms around Matt’s small frame. “Say it again.” He murmurs against Matt’s lips.
“I love you.” Matt smiles, taking Zack’s hand and pulls him back to the lounge. He pushes Zack down onto the couch and crawls on top of him. Matt cuddles into Zack’s chest, pressing kisses to his chest.
“Again?” Zack whispers, wrapping his arms back around Matt.
Matt giggles, “I love you. Now and forever.” He begins tracing hearts into Zack’s chest. “I need you in my life.” His eyes flicker up to Zack’s face, blushing softly.
Zack grins, moving some hair out of Matt’s eyes. “I need you too.” He says softly, leaning in to kiss his boyfriend. Matt meets him half way, cupping Zack’s cheek in his palm. This moment, this kiss, reminded Zack of why he loved the smaller man. All of his feelings came back to him, full force and it was almost as if he was falling for Matt all over again.
Just as the two men were really connecting, Matt’s phone goes off, indicating a call. Zack groans, pulling away. “Just answer it.” He scoffs, assuming that Matt would do what he normally did, and put work before him. Matt leans over, grabbing his phone off the table, and turns it off. He then throws it across the room couch and begins pressing kisses to the bassist’s neck and jaw as the small electronic crashes into the wall.
“I said I’d put off work until morning.” Matt smiles, as he kisses his way up to Zack’s lips. As he pulls away, Zack follows him, not letting their lips disconnect.
“You're not off the hook,” He mumbles against the older’s lips, wrapping his arms around Matt’s waist.
Matt blushes, “I know baby. I’m sorry.” He murmurs and nuzzles his face into Zack’s neck. “But if I broke my phone doing that, you’re buying me a new one.” Zack smiles, figuring that a phone was a small cost to be in a happy relationship again.
Notes
This is contest entry. It's my first ATL fanfic and I absolutely love Flyrick, so I figured I could write one. Let me know what you think! :)Let me know if there are any mistakes, I've edited a kujillion times, but I'm not perfect. <3
I knooooooow. And I love Flyrick! It's so cute. <3
8/17/13