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kira_dark_wingTitle: Two beats on a tambourine
Author:kira_dark_wing
Pairing: Kris/Adam
Word Count: we do not mention the pathetic shortness of this chapter
Disclaimer: I still own nothing. This is still just proof of the strange places my mind goes.
Warnings: Fem!Preg!Kris, Daddy-ish!Adam, crazy scientists, domestic!Kradam
Chapter 1
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Kris and Adam woke to the surprised curses of Tommy and Brad. Kris mumbled something and snuggled further into Adam's chest, while Adam glared at his 'guests'. Kris, who was never comfortable with people staring at her when she didn’t have a guitar in her hands, quickly decided to get off the couch, and Adam, a blush staining her cheeks a pretty pink.
Kris wandered into the kitchen and let Adam deal with his friend and band. She was humming and didn't notice that Cassidy was also there, at least until he told her to do a turn. Kris did a little twirl and Cassidy's only response was:
"You've got to let me make your maternity clothes Krissy!"
Kris didn't bother to try and figure out how Cassidy had recognised her; she just nodded and went back to her tea and cinnamon rolls.
Adam sighed and wondered where to begin this conversation. How did you tell your band that the woman you were sleeping with was in fact your missing male best friend? His problem was solved when Kris and Cassidy walked into the room discussing clothes.
"If Adam couldn't get me to stop wearing plaid, what makes you think that you can?" Kris asked, before taking a bite of one of the cinnamon rolls on the plate in her hand.
Cassidy looked at Adam with wonder in his eyes. Adam held up his hand in defeat.
"I tried. But as you've either already figured out, or are on your way to figuring out, Kris is as stubborn as a mule when it comes to the plaid!"
"Wait a minute!" Tommy held his hands in the universal sign for time-out.
"Kris? As in Kris Allen? I though you said Kris was male" he said.
"Key word in that sentence: Was!" Kris said.
The whole explanation was then given, and Monte asked the question nobody else had thought of asking.
"So... Who's the dad?"
Kris flinched.
"They don't know for certain, but they found DNA samples from all the other male idols on the tour. Their theory is that it's one of them." Kris didn't meet Adam's eyes.
Adam lifted Kris' chin and forced her to meet his eyes.
"We'll figure it out, OK? We always do," he assured her.
Kris nodded, her eyes filled with tears. She turned her head to look at Cassidy.
"How did you know that I'm, well, me?" She questioned.
"If I sound crude, well,” he shrugged, “I'd recognise that perfect behind anywhere!" he replied with a smirk.
Kris laughed, the tears falling from her eyes. Adam hugged her close, smiling because Kris was laughing. Neither of them noticed the way that the members of Adam’s band looked at them. While they had seen Adam smile before now, he had never smiled like this. There was nothing guarded about this smile, just pure joy.
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Adam had always thought that it would take forever to make an album, but here he was about to head out on the promo tour for said album. And he had his Kris back. What more could a man want from life? Beside his management getting their act together, or growing new brains, and realise that he was NOT in any way, shape or form leaving Kris behind?
He sighed and stood up.
“I’m not going on that tour without Kris,” he said his voice cutting through the silence. “Kris stays with me, and nothing you say will change my mind.” He turned and left the meeting.
~
When Adam arrived at his home all he could really focus on was Kris. Not that the singled mind focus on Kris was anything new, but a thought sneaked in.
‘What would it be like to come home to Kris and a baby every day? To have a family with Kris?’
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Author:
kira_dark_wingPairing: Kris/Adam
Word Count: we do not mention the pathetic shortness of this chapter
Disclaimer: I still own nothing. This is still just proof of the strange places my mind goes.
Warnings: Fem!Preg!Kris, Daddy-ish!Adam, crazy scientists, domestic!Kradam
Chapter 1
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Kris and Adam woke to the surprised curses of Tommy and Brad. Kris mumbled something and snuggled further into Adam's chest, while Adam glared at his 'guests'. Kris, who was never comfortable with people staring at her when she didn’t have a guitar in her hands, quickly decided to get off the couch, and Adam, a blush staining her cheeks a pretty pink.
Kris wandered into the kitchen and let Adam deal with his friend and band. She was humming and didn't notice that Cassidy was also there, at least until he told her to do a turn. Kris did a little twirl and Cassidy's only response was:
"You've got to let me make your maternity clothes Krissy!"
Kris didn't bother to try and figure out how Cassidy had recognised her; she just nodded and went back to her tea and cinnamon rolls.
Adam sighed and wondered where to begin this conversation. How did you tell your band that the woman you were sleeping with was in fact your missing male best friend? His problem was solved when Kris and Cassidy walked into the room discussing clothes.
"If Adam couldn't get me to stop wearing plaid, what makes you think that you can?" Kris asked, before taking a bite of one of the cinnamon rolls on the plate in her hand.
Cassidy looked at Adam with wonder in his eyes. Adam held up his hand in defeat.
"I tried. But as you've either already figured out, or are on your way to figuring out, Kris is as stubborn as a mule when it comes to the plaid!"
"Wait a minute!" Tommy held his hands in the universal sign for time-out.
"Kris? As in Kris Allen? I though you said Kris was male" he said.
"Key word in that sentence: Was!" Kris said.
The whole explanation was then given, and Monte asked the question nobody else had thought of asking.
"So... Who's the dad?"
Kris flinched.
"They don't know for certain, but they found DNA samples from all the other male idols on the tour. Their theory is that it's one of them." Kris didn't meet Adam's eyes.
Adam lifted Kris' chin and forced her to meet his eyes.
"We'll figure it out, OK? We always do," he assured her.
Kris nodded, her eyes filled with tears. She turned her head to look at Cassidy.
"How did you know that I'm, well, me?" She questioned.
"If I sound crude, well,” he shrugged, “I'd recognise that perfect behind anywhere!" he replied with a smirk.
Kris laughed, the tears falling from her eyes. Adam hugged her close, smiling because Kris was laughing. Neither of them noticed the way that the members of Adam’s band looked at them. While they had seen Adam smile before now, he had never smiled like this. There was nothing guarded about this smile, just pure joy.
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Adam had always thought that it would take forever to make an album, but here he was about to head out on the promo tour for said album. And he had his Kris back. What more could a man want from life? Beside his management getting their act together, or growing new brains, and realise that he was NOT in any way, shape or form leaving Kris behind?
He sighed and stood up.
“I’m not going on that tour without Kris,” he said his voice cutting through the silence. “Kris stays with me, and nothing you say will change my mind.” He turned and left the meeting.
~
When Adam arrived at his home all he could really focus on was Kris. Not that the singled mind focus on Kris was anything new, but a thought sneaked in.
‘What would it be like to come home to Kris and a baby every day? To have a family with Kris?’
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