Honeybee

It was all Matt's fault. It was always his fault.

Okay, maybe not always, but pretty damn close.

The day had started out like any other, they woke up, arrived at the venue, played their hearts out-leaving them all sweaty and gross but oh so happy with themselves- and then they would shower and go back to sleep. Occasionally there would be parties in between, but tonight had not been one of those nights. They just climbed in the bus, showered the best as they could, and then passed out in their bunks. At least that should have been what happened, but Flyzik just had to go and fuck it up.

Alex had been making his way back to the bus, the crew taking his equipment and his tech carrying off his current guitar to go put away, when bam, Flyzik was bending over. Okay, maybe it hadn't been so sudden, there may or may not have been a forgotten piece of equipment, probably an ear piece or something, laying on the floor. But nonetheless, his ass was in the air, and Alex had to grit his teeth to hold himself back as he walked past. Yes, Alex had a thing for his tour manager, the man with the cute cocky grin that showed off his dimples and the strange Mickey Mouse obsession that had the lip ring that he just wanted to tug with his teeth. Yeah, he had it bad and, as it seemed, it was getting a little past 'Hey, I think you're cute, wanna make out?'. Afterwards he was left with an aching hard on and absolutely no way that he could relieve himself, as Matt had that stupid 'No masturbating or sex on the bus' rule. Which was actually just a common courtesy, but damn he really need to get some release. His night was just slowly getting worse as he was yelled at to hurry up and get on the bus.

When he got on the bus, his jaw almost hit the floor as Matt walked past him, shirtless, wearing pants that rode just low enough to show the 'v' of his hips, drying his hair off sexily, if that was even possible. He swallowed roughly, walking stiffly towards his bunk. All that ran through his head was 'Just this once Gaskarth. You can jack off once without any of them knowing. To say it was difficult would have been an understatement. It involved a lot of pillow biting and quick thrusts.

His afternoon just got even worse as he sat in the front room of the bus later that night and Matt had woken up, coming out to join him. He had stumbled out of the bunk area wearing only an unfamiliar t-shirt that seemed a few sizes too big and some basketball shorts, asking if he could join him. Not wanting to be a dick, he just silently nodded, scooting over as he made to sit next to him. Offhandedly Alex had made a remark about how he had never seen his shirt before, and that was when Matt dropped that ball, that totally made his night.

"Oh, well my ex left it at my house that last time he was there. I just didn't think twice to grab it."

Now, normally it wouldn't have mattered that much that Matt had had an ex, at least it didn't until that keyword popped up. He.

"He?" Alex asked meekly, picking idly at his shirt, staring at his hands. Matt seemed to freeze a little at that, as if realizing what he had just said and dropped his head onto the little table.

He cursed softly before responding, his voice slightly muffled. "Yeah, he. I'm gay."

Alex felt himself do a little happy dance on the inside before he responded, trying to keep the smile out of his voice. "I always knew we had something in common other than music."

At that confession Matt jerked up, his dark eyes wide as he stared at the singer. "Wait, what?"

Alex smiled a little to himself before scooching a little closer. "I said, I always knew we had something in common other than music."

"So...?" Matt asked, trying to get him to elaborate further which made Alex roll his eyes before grabbing his manager, smirking when he heard him squeak before setting him on his lap so he was straddling the brunette.

"It means I'm gay too Matt. And as it just so happens, I like you. A lot." He said, his stomach feeling a little uneasy as he finally voiced his feelings, biting his lip as he stared up at the dumbfounded man in his lap.

"Y-you...but...the girls...and Lisa...and...why?" He finally sputtered out, his hands unconsciously finding their way to Alex's shoulders, one of them just barely brushing his hair.

"The girls were just a cover to hide i all." Alex said, frowning as he finally came out with it. It ashamed him that he was so embarrassed about what he was, and he hated himself for it. "And me and Lisa are just good friends. I know she always tried to take it farther with me then that, but she stopped when I told her I liked dicks not boobs." Matt had to giggle cutely at that, making Alex's eyes light up at the sound and Alex couldn't help but feel butterflies, wishing he could always feel like that. "And why? Because you're perfect Matt, absolutely perfect and beautiful, and just amazing." Alex said softly, pulling the man lightly by his waist so he fell into Alex's arms, his mouth next to Matt's ear as he whispered quietly. "Everything you do drives me crazy and makes my heart go a 100 miles per hour, and I can't stop thinking about you all day."

"Alex...when..." Matt mumbled, finally settling in the younger man's arms, adjusting so he was more comfortable, but not making a move to get away. He could feel his entire body shiver as he felt Alex's cool breath on his neck and he moaned softly when he felt him nip lightly at his pulse point.

"Ever since Jack introduced us, when you were still with your band. I used to be so obsessed with everything you did, but then your band was actually getting somewhere, and you guys were older, making all of us feel inferior as we couldn't play that well. And then when we were about to get signed, and we needed a manager, all I could think of was you, about how perfect you would be and how much better you would be at the job than everyone else they suggested. And then when it happened, I was just happy that I could spend more time with you. I've spent almost 10 years chasing after you Flyzik, and I've gave you my heart. I'm just hoping you don't break it." He said quietly, his arms tightening around Matt's waist.

All Matt could do was sniffle, sitting up next to Alex. "You should have told me all of this earlier you dick. I've been in so many terrible relationships, just hoping that someday you would notice me."

Alex grinned, leaning forward. "Well, we have about, oh I would say about eight hours to notice each other." He said cheekily, to which all he got as a response was a rough, deep kiss. Grinning, he quickly slipped his hands under Matt's shirt, standing up to lead him to his bunk.

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"Hey Matt, isn't that Alex's shirt? You don't usually wear Glamour Kills merch." Jack asked, a bagel hanging half out of his mouth. That single sentence caused everyone on the bus, which was just the band and Matt, to freeze and look over at the manager. Matt quickly looked down, blushing a deep red as he realized that he had grabbed Alex's 'Originality Is Dead' shirt by accident that morning when he had woken up, which was a lot earlier than everyone else they noted.

"Oh, uh, well, you see-" Matt started, only to almost jump out of his skin when he felt Alex's arm wrap around his waist.

"Yeah. It is. He grabbed mine by accident this morning." He said, cutting in smoothly. "He woke up before me and didn't pay attention to whose shirt he grabbed."

"'Woke up before me'....Whoa! You guys had sex last night didn't you?" Rian exclaimed standing up. Matt flinched, thinking the drummer would yell at them, saying about how much he disapproved, but he was shocked when all he heard was a loud laugh. "Finally Gaskarth! I thought you would never man up and just tell him already. But, I think to be fair, that we should all get a freebie, as you guys broke rule number one." Rian said, his eyes shining mischievously.

Matt just laughed, leaning into his boyfriend. "Yeah, whatever. Just tell me when so I don't have to listen to you and Cassadee go at it." He said jokingly. He smiled as he felt Alex's arm tighten around him and he leaned up, pressing their lips together. He was just about to deepen it as he felt his lip ring being tugged when they heard a few coughs behind them. The broke apart and flushed, the band laughing at their awkwardness, even Zack. Matt couldn't help but smile, finally feeling at peace. He had the job, the guy, the money-no matter how little it was at times- and he had this dysfunctional family, but he knew he and Alex would be just fine. After all, he had a heart to take care of.