Being with Adam was sweet and hot and fulfilling, no doubt about it.
Not that there wasn't the occasional questionable element, particularly one Matt discovered after the first time, rolling out of bed. "Oh, sonuva-"
"Hmm?" Adam rolled over lazily and blinked at his friend.
"Dude, you really gotta learn to wash off your stage makeup- least I
it's your makeup," Matt scowled as he rubbed at the bright flecks on his hips and legs.
Adam sat up straighter and leaned over to look. He gave a hum of sly approval and kissed at the young man's shoulder.
"Seriously," Matt flicked away a patch of glitter from his elbow. "Either I just slept with Robert Pattinson or I'm ready to go on a Barbie doll box!"
"That'd be pretty cute, actually," Adam drawled and lovingly draped his arms around his friend's waist.
Matt pursed his lips in a smirk and turned his head to look Adam in the eyes. "You don't really need all that junk on you, y'know.
You look great the way you are," he said, trying to be diplomatic.
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