I remember getting so caught up writing this story that I got carried away and wrote the scene of Adam's solo break-in to Kris's haunted condo. It was a suspenseful little scene that I ended up having to cut because it was the ONLY scene in the whole fic that wasn't from Kris's POV. (Doh!) And now I get to share it!
Okay, to set the scene in context: Kris met Adam four days ago, and has been crashing at Adam's apartment so he can avoid going home—he's that terrified of the spirit that's haunting his place. The guys have spent all day Tuesday and Wednesday together and are really clicking…but Kris stopped by his condo on Wednesday evening to grab a change of clothes, and he saw some fresh destruction courtesy of that thing, and ran out of the condo like the Devil was on his heels. After street busking and sex that night, protective!Adam decides to personally investigate why Kris is so scared of going home….
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Adam lies awake afterward, Kris breathing deep and even on the bed next to him, in for another marathon 12 hours of sleep. He's never known anyone to sleep as much as Kris has the past few nights, but he's never seen anyone have daily panic attacks, either. Adam clenches his fist and sits up, slides out of the bed to go pace in the kitchen.
Issues are normal in their community. Bad stuff, like families kicking you out, addictions, discrimination, harassment, assault…. And Kris certainly has his share of issues: failed marriage, bad credit, frustrated ambitions. But he also has that sweetness, that voice, and so much talent Adam wants to put him on a pedestal so the whole world can see and appreciate him. And best of all, he has hope and joy. Despite all the crap he's been going through, Kris actually seems like a guy who could rise above his issues, who wouldn't drag Adam down with the inevitable contest over who's had a harder life.
But Kris, for all the venting Adam's encouraged, still won't talk about the other thing, the one that's really messing him the hell up. Which is seriously unfair, because Adam can tell when he's getting too attached to someone, and he's dangerously close to Kris right now. He needs Kris to be able to get past whatever that mysterious, unspoken issue is. If it's something Kris can't get over, or Adam can't fix for him, then this relationship is gonna turn out like the others; a competition that Adam won't compete in. And if it's gonna end like that, he'd be better off walking away right now.
Adam remembers what Kris looked like, running out of his totally normal, cookie-cutter condo, pale and shaking, too afraid to even change his shirt in his own home. The memory pisses him off, makes him want to protect, to fix, or at the very least understand. He has to know why Kris is so afraid of going home…before he falls in love with someone too broken to keep.
Adam looks at the wallet and keys Kris left on the counter. Fuck it. If Kris won't talk to him, he'll go see for himself.
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Community Rules for Hauntings – Deleted Scene, 1/3
Date: 2011-08-10 04:13 pm (UTC)I remember getting so caught up writing this story that I got carried away and wrote the scene of Adam's solo break-in to Kris's haunted condo. It was a suspenseful little scene that I ended up having to cut because it was the ONLY scene in the whole fic that wasn't from Kris's POV. (Doh!) And now I get to share it!
Okay, to set the scene in context: Kris met Adam four days ago, and has been crashing at Adam's apartment so he can avoid going home—he's that terrified of the spirit that's haunting his place. The guys have spent all day Tuesday and Wednesday together and are really clicking…but Kris stopped by his condo on Wednesday evening to grab a change of clothes, and he saw some fresh destruction courtesy of that thing, and ran out of the condo like the Devil was on his heels. After street busking and sex that night, protective!Adam decides to personally investigate why Kris is so scared of going home….
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Adam lies awake afterward, Kris breathing deep and even on the bed next to him, in for another marathon 12 hours of sleep. He's never known anyone to sleep as much as Kris has the past few nights, but he's never seen anyone have daily panic attacks, either. Adam clenches his fist and sits up, slides out of the bed to go pace in the kitchen.
Issues are normal in their community. Bad stuff, like families kicking you out, addictions, discrimination, harassment, assault…. And Kris certainly has his share of issues: failed marriage, bad credit, frustrated ambitions. But he also has that sweetness, that voice, and so much talent Adam wants to put him on a pedestal so the whole world can see and appreciate him. And best of all, he has hope and joy. Despite all the crap he's been going through, Kris actually seems like a guy who could rise above his issues, who wouldn't drag Adam down with the inevitable contest over who's had a harder life.
But Kris, for all the venting Adam's encouraged, still won't talk about the other thing, the one that's really messing him the hell up. Which is seriously unfair, because Adam can tell when he's getting too attached to someone, and he's dangerously close to Kris right now. He needs Kris to be able to get past whatever that mysterious, unspoken issue is. If it's something Kris can't get over, or Adam can't fix for him, then this relationship is gonna turn out like the others; a competition that Adam won't compete in. And if it's gonna end like that, he'd be better off walking away right now.
Adam remembers what Kris looked like, running out of his totally normal, cookie-cutter condo, pale and shaking, too afraid to even change his shirt in his own home. The memory pisses him off, makes him want to protect, to fix, or at the very least understand. He has to know why Kris is so afraid of going home…before he falls in love with someone too broken to keep.
Adam looks at the wallet and keys Kris left on the counter. Fuck it. If Kris won't talk to him, he'll go see for himself.