21: Back in Black - AC/DC about them - fairy tale romance
Mike idly tapped a toe in the dressing room he'd been shown too. He was on set waiting for Kevin to finish up a photoshoot.
Thumbing through an old magazine left inside probably before he was born he glanced up when he heard angry voices and then the door opened and slammed shut.
There was Kevin.
But not how he saw him this morning.
The wings were twitching in anger, but Kevin himself had more glitter on himself than usual and was in some sort of green-leaf pattern skin tight outfit and the hair had extensions and had been straightened and pinned away to show the pointed ears.
"Everything okay, love?" Mike asked. He liked adding 'love' when asking Kevin questions. It was his new thing to see Kevin all flustered when he called him 'love'. But it only served for Kevin to growl, tug at the straightened hair and flop back onto the couch next to Mike.
"Photoshoot not going so well?"
"The photographer is an asshole," Kevin muttered.
Mike's eyebrow rose. It was very rare to hear Kevin swear, but when he did, it was kind of hot and worrisome. He tugged on the lengthened locks.
"He wants to do this concept of fairies and brothers for some sort of charity event, but the way he was posing us, it was..." Kevin shuddered. "It felt wrong and then one of the hairstylists touched my ear and I just lost it."
Mike tugged Kevin in close. He knew how sensitive Kevin's ears could be and how he kept them covered by his curls all the time. Kevin thought his ears were cool, he just didn't like showing them in public.
"It got to be more than you thought it would be?"
Kevin nodded and sniffed. "Nick and Joe stormed off as well."
"Good for them," Mike said and started playing with Kevin's long hair, fingers carding through the strands as he massaged Kevin's head.
"Mmm, that feels fantastic," Kevin moaned and shifted a little. "They used this glue that melted with heat and the hair has been like that all day long and it just feels heavy and not what I'm use too."
Mike chuckled. "Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair."
Kevin snorted. "I am no princess in a tower."
"Nah, you'd kick anyone's ass who'd even try," Mike pointed out and then he dropped a kiss on top of Kevin's head. "And even if you were trapped, I'd come rescue you."
"Aww, Mike, you sappy romantic," Kevin cooed at him.
Mike laughed. "Just don't tell anyone, I have my serial killer rockstar persona to maintain for the magazines."
"My lips are sealed," Kevin promised and leaned more into the massage. Happy and content for the first time since he said goodbye to Mike this morning.
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Rapunzel
Date: 2011-07-23 07:12 am (UTC)about them - fairy tale romance
Mike idly tapped a toe in the dressing room he'd been shown too. He was on set waiting for Kevin to finish up a photoshoot.
Thumbing through an old magazine left inside probably before he was born he glanced up when he heard angry voices and then the door opened and slammed shut.
There was Kevin.
But not how he saw him this morning.
The wings were twitching in anger, but Kevin himself had more glitter on himself than usual and was in some sort of green-leaf pattern skin tight outfit and the hair had extensions and had been straightened and pinned away to show the pointed ears.
"Everything okay, love?" Mike asked. He liked adding 'love' when asking Kevin questions. It was his new thing to see Kevin all flustered when he called him 'love'. But it only served for Kevin to growl, tug at the straightened hair and flop back onto the couch next to Mike.
"Photoshoot not going so well?"
"The photographer is an asshole," Kevin muttered.
Mike's eyebrow rose. It was very rare to hear Kevin swear, but when he did, it was kind of hot and worrisome. He tugged on the lengthened locks.
"He wants to do this concept of fairies and brothers for some sort of charity event, but the way he was posing us, it was..." Kevin shuddered. "It felt wrong and then one of the hairstylists touched my ear and I just lost it."
Mike tugged Kevin in close. He knew how sensitive Kevin's ears could be and how he kept them covered by his curls all the time. Kevin thought his ears were cool, he just didn't like showing them in public.
"It got to be more than you thought it would be?"
Kevin nodded and sniffed. "Nick and Joe stormed off as well."
"Good for them," Mike said and started playing with Kevin's long hair, fingers carding through the strands as he massaged Kevin's head.
"Mmm, that feels fantastic," Kevin moaned and shifted a little. "They used this glue that melted with heat and the hair has been like that all day long and it just feels heavy and not what I'm use too."
Mike chuckled. "Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair."
Kevin snorted. "I am no princess in a tower."
"Nah, you'd kick anyone's ass who'd even try," Mike pointed out and then he dropped a kiss on top of Kevin's head. "And even if you were trapped, I'd come rescue you."
"Aww, Mike, you sappy romantic," Kevin cooed at him.
Mike laughed. "Just don't tell anyone, I have my serial killer rockstar persona to maintain for the magazines."
"My lips are sealed," Kevin promised and leaned more into the massage. Happy and content for the first time since he said goodbye to Mike this morning.