#nbc rpf

[bladamshevine]

A/N: Another short drabble. Sick!Adam.

Adam groaned quietly and buried his face into his sleeves, slamming the alarm clock angrily, feeling annoyed. He wanted desperately to cover himself with the covers and lock himself from the world, but he didn’t, tumbling away from his warm bed reluctantly. He let out a small moan and rubbed his forehead, stumbling to the bathroom.

God he felt like shit.

He sniffled, reaching tiredly to grab a wad of toilet paper when he found he couldn’t breathe through his nose. Adam blew his nose and scowled when it did nothing to clear his airway.

He sighed and reached up to rummage through his medicine cabinet weakly, all of his energy already gone. He didn’t know how the fuck he would get through the entire five hours of the show if he wanted to die after being up for a few minutes.

Adam was broken out of his thoughts when a strong bout of nausea hit him and he fell to his knees, throwing up everything he ate in the last 24 hours. He whimpered softly and clenched his eyes shut, breathing heavily and dry heaving a couple times.

He whimpered again, feeling tears prickle his eyes and he collapsed on the ground, curling up into himself when he was certain that he was done hugging the toilet. He groaned, wrapping his arms around his stomach feebly when another wave of pain cursed through his body. He felt himself trembling all over, sweat glistening on his forehead.

Adam gritted his teeth and tried to ignore the pain, a quivering hand reaching out to push the floor in an attempt to sit up, but he immediately collapsed onto the hard tile floor, letting out a small cry of pain.

Adam started to curl in closer to himself, his arms wrapped around his chest protectively when he heard his front door opening.

“Adam? Are ya in here?”

Adam almost burst into tears of relief when he heard Blake’s voice and he let out a weak noise, hoping that it was loud enough for the big lug to hear him. Sure enough, he heard Blake’s lumbering footsteps hurrying towards him and he could imagine the worried expression that the giant must’ve been wearing.

The bathroom door slammed open and Blake gasped quietly, rushing over to kneel next to him and slap his cheeks gently.

“Adam, you idiot. Were you not taking care of yerself again?” He paused; panic entering his blue eyes when Adam didn’t respond. “Please open your eyes for me sweetie, or I’m going to have to call an ambulance and we both know how much you hate hospitals.”

Asshole.

He forced himself to open his eyes and gritted his teeth, “No hospital.”

Blake hesitated, but nodded worriedly, gingerly helped Adam get up in a sitting position, wincing when the younger man gave a small shout of pain when he jostled him. “Sorry. Just hang in there, ok? I promise I’ll be as gentle as possible.”

Adam nodded and laid his head weakly on top of Blake’s shoulder, wrapping his arms around the bigger man’s shoulders as the other slowly carried him to his bed. He glanced at the older man, mumbling.

“Shouldn’t we be recording the show right now or something?”

Blake paused, staring at Adam incredulously. “Are ya serious? You’re sick as a dog right now and I’m not letting you go anywhere. And I’m staying right here to take care of ya. What kind of boyfriend would I be if I left you all on your lonesome here?” 

Adam rolled his eyes at the worried man, but he sighed contently when the other dropped him onto his bed, encompassing him with many blankets. He grabbed a pillow and buried his face into it, pouting slightly when he realized that the other man wasn’t getting into the bed with him.

“Where are you going? Stay with me.”

Blake chuckled indearly at the whining tone that the younger man adopted and he gave into his demands, sliding into the bed and wrapping his arms around Adam’s lithe waist, kissing his forehead gently, frowning when he realized how hot it felt.

He reached a hand up and intertwined it with Adam’s. “You’re burning up. I should get you some medicine.”

Adam shook his head tiredly, not caring how petulant he must’ve sounded as he tightened his grip on Blake’s hand. “Later. Cuddles now.”

Blake chortled softly again, his broad arms wrapped around Adam’s body and the younger man couldn’t help but feel so protected and loved in the warm embrace as he slowly drifted off into a peaceful sleep.

He really was lucky to have a person as wonderful as Blake in his life.  

[bladamshevine]

A/N: Very short drabble featuring sleepy!Adam.

Adam stifled back a small yawn as the show finally wrapped up for the day, rubbing his eyes with a closed fist in a failed attempt to get rid of the sudden fatigue he felt.

God he was fucking tired.

He closed his eyes for a second and buried his face into the oversized plaid flannel he had stolen from Blake.

Earlier, he had chosen this shirt to tease Blake and also for possible sex, but now he realized that the loose and large clothing wrapped around him made him feel safe and warm and sleepy and just a lot of pleasant feelings.

Also, the shirt smelled like Blake, which was a good thing to know the next time he was missing the big lug. He made a mental note to raid Blake’s closet as soon as he didn’t feel like curling up into a ball and sleeping for a million years.

Adam rested his head on the armrest of the red chair and he could feel himself dozing off. In all honesty, he probably would’ve actually fallen asleep on the chair if no one had interrupted him.

But sure enough, Adam heard Blake’s lumbering footsteps that were gradually getting louder.

Fucking Big Foot.

He felt Blake shake him gently and Adam immediately wrapped his arms around his boyfriend’s broad shoulders and buried his face into the elder’s neck, not caring that he must’ve looked like a petulant child.

Blake laughed at him softly and ruffled his hair gently, leaning down a little so that Adam would be able to wrap his legs around his waist.

Blake kissed Adam’s forehead affectionately before wrapping his hands around the younger man’s lithe body so that he wouldn’t fall. He pecked Adam’s cheek chastely and stared at him with a fond gaze, his country twang more pronounced and noticeable at the soft volume Blake was speaking in.

“You’re such a lazy ass. But you’re my lazy ass and pretty damn lucky that I’m too wrapped around your pretty little finger to deny ya anything.”

Adam buried his face into Blake’s shoulder so that the older man wouldn’t see his pleased little smile or the small blush that he wore. Even after all these years, Adam found himself falling for Blake more and more everyday.

He tightened his grip around Blake’s shoulders before grunting softly, hoping that Blake would understand that he was trying to tell the country star to hurry the fuck up and drive him home so he could sleep.

Although Blake was still chortling at Adam, he quickly complied with his unsaid orders, walking slowly towards the exit so he wouldn’t jostle Adam too much in his arms. He smiled slightly at Adam’s appearance when he asleep.

The younger man’s hair was ruffled up and he was snoring quietly, looking innocent and calm. Blake couldn’t help but see that Adam looked so small and little curled up against Blake that he wanted to lock Adam in a small room somewhere so that no harm would ever fall upon him.

[bladamshevine]

Jealousy

Prompt: Would love to see a story where Blake meets Adam's brother Michael & then Adam gets jealous of his relationship with Blake. Thinking Blake likes Michael more because Michael does like Blake & isn't afraid to tell him

Adam stood up in surprise and smiled happily when he spotted Michael. He walked over to his younger brother and gathered him into a hug. “Hey man! What are you doing here? I thought you were still in Florida.”

Michael shrugged, “I didn’t have anything to do, so I thought that I’d give my favorite brother a visit.” Adam chuckled softly, “That’s a lie and you know it.” Adam started to say something, but paused when he noticed that Michael’s attention was directed elsewhere.

He smirked when he noticed who he was looking at. “Want me to introduce you?” The younger man just glanced at Adam mischievously before sauntering over to Blake confidently.

Adam stared at him with mild shock before rushing after him, knowing that his teasing younger brother would definitely tell his friends a lie or joke in his expense.

When Adam reached the small huddle that Michael and Blake formed, he was suspicious to see them staring at him with equally playful eyes. He frowned and glared at both of them. “Whatever you two are planning, stop it.”

He sighed and pressed a finger along the temple of his forehead when the two just burst into giggles at his statement. He was afraid of this moment, when the two biggest idiots in his life would meet each other and throw chaos into Adam’s life.

“Obviously you two have gotten acquainted with each other already. Blake’s my boyfriend and Michael’s my brother.”

He looked up to receive shocked gazes from both Michael and Blake. Guess they didn’t know after all.

Michael was the first to break the silence and he eyed Blake up and down shamelessly, letting out a small whistle. “I’m jealous of you Adam, you got a cute one.” Adam let out a small groan and turned to apologize to Blake, but stopped when Blake just grinned back at Michael, just as bold.

“Are you sure you’re related to Adam? Someone as attractive as you, related to Adam, what are the odds of that?”

Adam reeled back, hurt overtaking him. He knew that he was being irrationally sensitive, but Blake’s comment hit him a little too close for comfort. Especially as all his life, he had been compared with Michael. His younger brother had always had the better grades, the better looks, more responsible, etc. He knew that and it all still stood true, the only difference being thank god that he didn’t have as much acne anymore.

Adam looked up and frowned slightly when he noticed that Blake didn’t seem to notice his little breakdown. One thing he prided about their relationship was how well they read each other and he was terrified to see that Michael had so easily broken that.

Thus, he plastered on a fake smile and forced himself to contribute to the conversation. He glanced away when he noticed that Michael was purposefully leaving Adam out of the conversation, while Blake, the oblivious giant, unintentionally ignored Adam, not realizing how this was affecting him.

He sighed and crossed his arms, pretending to listen to whatever the fuck Michael was spewing instead of staring at his hand which was getting a little bit too close to Blake’s thigh.

Blake threw his head back, laughing loudly. “You’re great Michael. Maybe we could be in a bromance instead of me and Adam. Yeah? We could be the new Shevine.”

That was it.

That was the final straw.

Adam narrowed his eyes in jealousy and turned abruptly, stomping angrily to his dressing room, not caring how childish he looked at the moment. He slammed the door and slid down, wrapping his arms around his knees, resting his head on top of them.

This was it. Blake would leave him. He knew that their relationship wasn’t going to last forever anyways, who would stick around and be with a fuck up like him? Everyone left him in a matter of time, especially after they met his perfect brother, Michael.

He sighed when he hurt soft knocking. “Adam? Are ya in there?” Adam scowled, “Do you want to talk to me now? Why don’t you just go and hang out with Michael?” He grinned slightly in triumph when he heard silence and he imagined Blake standing there with a look of stupefied hurt.

But it quickly gave way to sadness. He buried his head in his knees, blinking his eyes furiously to stop the tell tale tears that were filling up his eyes. The door opened quietly and he let Blake gather him up in a hug, wiping his tears away gently with his thumb.

Adam readily buried his face in Blake’s neck and gripped his shoulders. “Are you gonna leave me?” He flushed slightly when he unintentionally blurted that out. Oh well, there was no turning back now.

“W-what?”

Adam sat up and stared at Blake sadly. “People always leave me for Michael. And he’s gay too…you guys seem to like each other a lot.” Blake paused and shook his head vigorously, leaning down to peck Adam gently.

“No. Of course not, Adam. I know I flirt around with a lot of people, but you have to know that you’re the only one for me. Hell…I love you.” Adam blushed slightly, feeling ridiculous all of a sudden, but also cared for and protected. “I love you too dickhead.”

He sighed and leaned his head down against Blake’s shoulder, the other humming slightly. Michael may have taken many things that he wanted and gotten more attention than him, but he would never get Blake. He’d make sure of it.

[bladamshevine]

Prompt: They're having a party with just their teams and Carson and as usual Adam is sitting on Blake's lap so it takes everyone a while to notice they're actually kissing.

Adam walked into the room and a pleased smile made its way onto his face when he spotted his boyfriend. He sauntered over and plopped onto Blake’s lap, wrapping his arms around his neck.

 He curled up onto his lap and laid his head onto his shoulder, not giving a damn at what anyone else would think. He was on the older man’s lap so many times that no one would look at the two oddly anyways.

 Blake stroked Adam’s back gently. “Tired?” Adam nodded, a small pout forming on his face, but before he could respond, Usher entered the room and sat next to the pair, staring at them with a small puzzled look.

 Carson noticed and he patted Usher’s shoulder. “Don’t even ask about it Usher, all you need to know is that Blake Shelton’s lap is Adam’s personal seat.”

 Usher didn’t say anything, amusement glittering in his eyes and he slowly turned to the conversation Shakira and Carson was having.

 Adam scowled slightly, annoyed at the interruption. Blake chuckled softly and continued stroking the other’s back gently. “You’re not still jealous of Usher, are you?”

 Adam didn’t say anything and turned away, causing Blake to raise his eyebrows. “Goshdarnit, you are.” Adam glared at his boyfriend angrily. “Shut the fuck up Shelton.”

 But of course the older man ignored him completely, staring at him with that stupid smirk on his face. Adam stared at Blake with narrowed eyes. “I don’t know what that messed up brain of yours is planning, but don’t do it.”

 Blake stared at Adam with a look of mock hurt on his face. “But sweetheart, I just wanted you to know that I would never do this with Usher.”

 Adam growled quietly, “What the fu-” He was cut off when Blake suddenly leaned down and pecked his lips gently.

 Adam stared at the older man with wide eyes, glancing over at the three certain someones that were beside the pair, oblivious to what was happening beside them. “But what about…”

 Blake shrugged glancing down at the younger. “Don’t you want to show Usher that I belong to you?”

 Adam’s eyes softened a bit before he pulled Blake’s head down for a crushing kiss. Blake wrapped his arms around Adam’s lithe figure and deepened the kissed.

 Adam opened his mouth to allow Blake’s tongue entrance, a small whimper leaving his mouth, of which he would later deny, because damn it, whimpering was not manly at all.

 “What…”

 The two broke apart, silly grins appearing on their faces as they turned to three shocked faces with a mischievous look.

 Carson stared at the two calmly, a confused look on his face. “What about Miranda?” Blake shrugged, intertwining his hand with Adam. “We divorced a while ago, but we let the public believe we were still together for personal reasons.”

 Shakira shook her head, a small smile lighting up her face. “Well…I’m happy for you two.” Usher nodded quietly in agreement, a thoughtful look on his face.

 Carson smiled at the pair. “I just have one request.” Adam glanced at the other questioningly and inclined his head towards him. “What’s that?”

 Carson smirked deviously, “Please don’t make out in public places anymore.” Blake burst into that thunderous laughter of his and he winked at Carson. “But we can do other things besides making out, can’t we?”

 Adam groaned quietly, glaring at his boyfriend. “You’re lucky I love you Shelton.”