Boredom

Author: Placebobitch/Evilduck
Rating:
Pairing: Bri/Stef
Description: A little short fic about Brian getting bored in the recording studio. 
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Brian gazed around the small room, huffing impatiently. He was bored. He stared at the mixing desk for a while before the familiar sounds of a bass guitar being tuned brought his eyes to the glass panel in front of him. He smiled as he watched Stefan, seemingly engrossed in the task of tuning and looking positively adorable in the huge studio headphones. The bassist was recording additional parts for a new track that was nearly complete, which meant a whole day of Brian doing nothing. Steve of course had taken the sensible option and just stayed at home, saving himself 10 hours of boredom in the process.

Brian sighed pitifully to himself as he glanced at his watch for the third time that minute. There was still an hour until the lunch break. He tilted back on the chair slightly as the familiar riff from their newest song started to drift through the speakers. His attention was captured by Stefan again as he joined in with the song, and Brian didn’t notice the front chair legs teetering dangerously off the ground.

There was a muffled scream and a loud crash and Stef looked over just in time to see his boyfriend fall backwards hopelessly onto the floor. He hurried over concernedly, but couldn’t help smiling as Brian’s head emerged from behind the mixing desk looking thoroughly embarrassed.

“Are you ok?” Stef asked, a large grin now firmly plastered on his face. His voice was amplified from the microphones and through the speakers into the mixing room. Brian forced a smile and nodded to Stef through the soundproof glass.

“I’ll be finished with this in a few more takes, then we can go and get something to eat.” Stef replied as he swung his bass back into position. He stepped back into the middle of the room and resumed the song where he left off.

Brian sat back on the chair carefully, wincing slightly from a bruised backside and making sure all four legs were firmly on the ground.

/Only a few more takes/ he thought to himself as he drummed his fingers on his knee. /I can survive another half an hour/

Unsurprisingly a few minutes later, Brian was bored again. Even the novelty of watching Stef playing the bass had worn off. His eyes travelled around the room searching for something to entertain him until they came to rest on the mixing desk. It had ever looked so attractive before, with all its flashing buttons, sliders, knobs and labels. Brian felt like a child in a sweet shop and tried to resist going over to play but his hands got the better of him and dragged his chair closer to the shiny grey surface. He had a look around at it carefully as he tried to work out what buttons did what, then impatience took over and he jabbed at the nearest flashing button.

It did nothing.

Brian waited for about a minute.

Still nothing had happened.

Undeterred he moved on to the next flashing button and read the label first before poking it.

“double..” he murmured, hesitating for a moment before pressing it down. At first he thought nothing had happened again, when all of a sudden the music playing accelerated in tempo sending it into a frenzy of screeching guitars and drums. Stefan visibly jumped and would have dropped his bass if it wasn’t for the strap around his neck. He instantly glared at Brian, who was wearing a sheepish grin and trying to look innocent.

“Brian.. What did you-” Stefan asked, sounding very unimpressed. Brian cut him off with a quick shrug of the shoulders and inconspicuously pushed the button again. The music returned to normal and he breathed a sigh of relief, leaning back on the chair before springing forward as he remember his earlier accident. Stef rolled his eyes as he once again resumed playing the bass riff and silently praying that Brian would let him finish it this time.

Brian fidgeted. He desperately wanted to do something but he had finally realised that he could go once Stef finished recording. And to do that Brian had to sit still and cause no more disturbances. He sat on his hands to stop them roaming where they shouldn’t and chewed on his lip as he stared at the ceiling. He became so engrossed in a penguin-shaped spot on the tiles that he didn’t even notice the music stop. It was only when the door to the mixing room softly clicked open that he brought his attention away from the ceiling and looked around himself.

Stef was standing in front of him, smiling at the innocent look on his face and holding out a hand to help him to his feet.

“Can we go now?” Brian asked as he took Stef’s hand and let himself be pulled up.

“Mhmm all done. See that wasn’t so hard.” Stef replied, placing a small kiss on the singer’s lips.

“Nope. I just needed something to occupy myself with.” Brian grinned.

“Oh? Maybe next time I should get you a nice teletubbies puzzle or something?” Stef smirked as they walked out of the studio. Brian punched him lightly on the arm in protest.

“A Barbie one would be better.” he retorted with a smile.

Why

Author: Placebobitch/Evilduck

Rating:

Pairing: Bri/Unknown

Description: Yet another little thing.

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I walk into the small cafe and see him there, and my whole world lights up. 2 months, it seems such a short time to become so infatuated with someone. But it’s as though my being depends on him. I move over to his table, and he looks up. I smile at him, but his gaze avoids my eyes. As though he is searching for something else. I sit down and settle myself with a kiss on his cheek.

“So how have you been?” I ask, trying to sound comforting. He mumbles his reply, so I motion to the waiter to bring us a drink. He gazes around him, looking slightly lethargic and worried.

“Are you OK?” I ask, resting my hand on his arm. He nods slightly and looks into my eyes, and I can immediately tell that everything is not OK. Those once emotion-filled pools are now empty holes. Completely devoid of life. As though everything happy and good had been sucked out of him.

“I.. I’ve just been a bit fucked up lately” he says, his voice miles away.

“In what way?” I ask, pressing the matter. It breaks my heart to see him like this. I just want to help.

“You know.. just things” he finishes, and looks away. Trying to make it clear he doesn’t want to discuss the subject further. I pull him into a hug, wrapping my arms tightly around his chest. But he doesn’t respond. It hurts to feel him so cold and distant. He pushes me back slightly as the coffee arrives, and looks almost glad to have a distraction.

We sit in silence drinking. I place my cup on the table, and look at him, trying to reveal what’s going on in his mind. He just looks at me and sighs. Placing his own cup next to mine.

“Brian...” he begins, chewing on his lip pensively, “I asked you here today to tell you something”

I nervously wait for his next words, hanging on his every breath. But instead of the words I am hoping to hear, the words I most dread fall on my ears.

“I..I don’t think this is going to work..” he continues, looking away. He can’t even stand to look at me anymore. I can feel my eyes begin to burn and I close them tightly, hoping it’s all just a bad dream. But when I open them he is still there, looking guiltily at the floor.

“Is it me?” I manage to whisper, silently begging him to look at me. But he doesn’t.

“No, not you. It’s me” he says. Fucking typical excuse. I sniff in response.

“I.. I’m just too fucked up right now. I don’t want it to affect you. You are a lovely, sweet, kind and caring person. Who anyone but me deserves to be with. I don’t want to inflict my pain on you.” he continues, but I don’t really hear.

“Things probably would have been better if you hadn’t met me..” he finishes, as he slowly gets up and walks away. And I don’t even stop him. I just sit in my horrible cheap plastic chair, and let the love of my life walk out of the door.

And so it ended, just like many others. In a dingy little cafe with me crying my heart out. Alone, cold and worthless.

Minific (unnamed)

Author: Placebobitch/Evilduck

Rating:

Pairing: Stef/Bri

Description: Just a little drabble written whilst on msn to Laeti.

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Brian sighed as he looked out of the window at the passing countryside.

"Hmph. I hate English winters. It's always so cold and rainy."

He pouted a little as he said the last sentence and stretched his toes out across the sofa. I love it when he pouts. His lips form the most delicious shape and he looks so innocent. Well, kind of innocent anyway. I let a faint smile play across my face, and looked out of the window too. I have to admit I'm not a big fan of English weather either. Its always cold and raining, just like it is today. The rain was making some interesting patterns on the window though, and I just watched it in silence. The raindrops pattering against the glass, coupled with Bri's light breathing made me feel calm and safe. Though Steve's loud snoring from the back of the tourbus was mildly irritating.

"How much longer til we get to London?" Brian's soft voice cut through my random musings.

"I don't know love. Probably a few hours"

"Damn. It's sooo boring being stuck on this bloody bus" He sighed and started pouting again. God he looks so adorable.

"Well there's things we can do to pass the time..."

"Like what?"

"Like sleep, I'm tired, you had me up all night!" I yawn loudly and perhaps a bit too unbelievably to prove my point.

"aww, you had me all excited there for a moment. Well, losing sleep was worth it wasn't it?!" He grinned devilishly and went for my ribs. I let out a girlish squeal and struggled underneath him as he pinned me to the sofa and started a massive tickling attack.

"noo.. ahhh... stop.. hehe... it!"

"Or what? You'll threaten me more?!" He grinned again and continued. I grabbed his wrists and eventually managed to stop him, thank god! He collapsed on top of me and shivered slightly.

"I'm cold, this bloody bus has no heating" He said, his voice muffled from my shirt.

"Of course it does"

"Well its not working" I can sense another Bri-pout here, even though his cute little face is buried in my chest.

"Aww Bri-pie's all cold" I wrapped my arms protectively around his small body and pulled him close to me. He lifted his head off my chest and smiled. His hair had fallen across his face, so I moved it out of the way with one hand. My fingers caught his chin and I pulled his face down towards mine. I captured those beautiful lips in a sweet kiss, and softly stroked his side with my free hand. He gently kissed back, sucking on my lip and playing with my tongue. He rolled off me and onto his side and cuddled into me. I put my arm around his shoulder and pulled a nearby blanket around us. He giggled slightly and looked up at me with shining eyes.

"I love you Stef."

"I love you too sweety." I kissed his forehead and then snuggled down in the blanket. He intertwined his little legs with mine and rested his head on my chest.

"Maybe english rain isn't so bad after all.."

And with that I fell asleep comfortably in my lovers arms.