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The Hills Ran Red; James/Lars, very light Kirk/Lars, R
Topic Started: February 20, 2011, 2:57 pm (6,100 Views)
Lilith
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OMG! I hope it is indeed Lars' door! :biggrin

Oh, i loved it so much! James has been thinking he was the one who kissed him back in 88!! :lol:

James is so hot, damn! :heart: :heart: The girlfriend with constant pms! :biggrin
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UGH. lovelovelove. :heart: Moar!
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I had such a shitty day that I can't express how much I loved that last part. Because I do. But you know this. Just... yes. Thank you.
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Amazing! I'm hooked! :biggrin
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Thanks :D

Here we go with the latest part. It took me a long time to decide what was going to happen, so I hope I made the right choice :P Next part has been started but is far from being done...

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There, the one with the blurry numbers. It's the door he has to open, and he knows it. His room.

Once Lars is in, he realizes there's nothing that makes a room look like James's room. He barely changes anything, barely brings anything with him. The only thing proving it is James's room is James, sitting on the end of the bed with a notebook in one hand, and a pen in the other. There's the glare, too. Nobody else has that glare.

And while James keeps glaring at him, Lars closes the door, quickly takes his shirt off, throws it in the vinicity of James's feet, and starts crawling on his bed. He's determined to find the end of the sheets and cover, lift them up and slide into the comfortable freshness of a clean hotel bed.

It's when he's on all four above a pillow that James finally speaks. "Just how shitfaced are you?"

"You would uh...know better than me." And he giggles. He tries to turn, and falls on his back. The light above blinds him and there's a yellow circle floating around when he closes his eyes. "What are you doing in my room?"

"It's my room, dick."

"Oh." He giggles again. "Why am I still in it then?"

Silence answers him.

After a few minutes, seeing the yellow circle slowly turn red and disappear gets boring. He tries to take a look at James without moving, his chin close to his collarbone. It hurts his neck a little. He doesn't care.

He's looking at that broad back and he doesn't care. "I don't care about you, you know."

The scratch of pen on paper stops. "Yeah? Good fucking thing."

"I don't like liars. And you're lying. To me, and to yourself. I can see it. I can see it, Jamie." The writing—or is he drawing—starts again. "Jamie, Jamie."

"Shut up already."

"You know, I can't believe you thought you should apologize for that night. I mean we all liked it, right? I liked it, you liked it, whether you want to accept that or not, and she probably fucking liked it too. Thought it was hot and all that. I would have thought it was hot if I were her..." He imagines himself as a groupie for a second. What it'd feel like to have James ogling at his ass in tight jeans.

And James keeps writing.

"And if I didn't want it I would have fucking bit your lip or something. And not the way you bite lips either, like, I would have destroyed your fucking mouth. Why do you always have to bite, anyway? What kind of need is that? Uh?"

"Shut. Up."

But Lars sits up instead, and slowly makes his way toward James. From behind his back, he can see a few words marking the notebook. Death. Sin. Dark. The usual lately.

It brings old images to his mind, and they all have James dressed in black. James dressed in black and standing next to him, under a light rain—because it always rains at funerals, somehow. James's hand, looking even paler contrasting with all the black, brushing his own deliberately. He had wanted to crush it into his fingers, give him all the reassurance and comfort he could. But a brush had to be enough.

There was also the look of James's sister somewhere near, a look fixated on their touching knuckles that then lifted up to his eyes and never wavered until he looked away. He hated looking away first so much...

Whose hand will James brush when it's going to be his funeral?

He watches James draw all over a word, turning it into a black spot of angry lines, and wriggles closer.

His forehead feels good against the black sweater. There's human warmth underneath all the layers. The leather belt barely digging into his chin isn't a bad sensation. He thinks he can feel the hip quiver. His hand rests lightly on the other hip.

"Get off me and go to bed."

"I fucking am in bed," Lars mumbles. "I'm staying there. You know how long I've waited—fuck it, I lied too. I care. You're happy now? Uh? I fucking care. Fucker. I fucking hate you." He tries to bury his face further in James's side. "Fuck." His voice is muffled. "If I die, are you going to give a shit?"

There's a long pause before James says again: "Get off me."

"Do that yourself."

"I'm not touching you."

He squeezes his eyes shut. No more floating circle. "Then I guess I won't go," he says, and cackles. "You feel great." His voice drops to a whisper. "Jeg har brug for dig..." He snuggles into the sweater. The scent, the sweetness; it all seems to soothe whatever's fucked up in his chest, in his throat, in his head, everywhere.

James ceased his writing, now drawing lines from the top of the page to the bottom. They're far from being perfect. Shaky, not really right. "'Die' what?" And he's not moving.

"Uh?" Lars asks softly, slowly pushing his right hand over the warm belly, rubbing as slowly. And James is not moving.

One more line, and he drops his pen, tears the paper off. "So you bothered me with your threesome shit just to do that."

"Do what?"

A pause. "You know."

"Can't you fucking say 'kiss'? Kiss kiss kiss."

Now James is moving, and not in the direction Lars would like him to. Long legs slide closer to the bed so he can stand up.

"You're such a fucking coward," Lars sneers. "Coward liar."

A hand that's much bigger than his suddenly grabs his collar and hauls him up. His heart is going to burst out of his throat at any moment. The room spins around James's head until he finds a focus. Not those eyes. He focuses on the wolf pendant instead—again—wondering if the black lace feels as tight around James's neck as in those moments where he feels he's going to suffocate. He'd just have to slip his fingers into it and yank, and maybe James would understand.

He's eventually drawn to the blue eyes, though. They're so close. So clear.

James looks like he's ready to snarl, to yell at him and insult him, but he acts first. His hands get around his head like they got around his hips. They press. And in the time it takes for James's eyes to widen and for him to realize what's going to happen, Lars pulls him in and crashes against his lips again.

He barely tastes anything, and it's not about taste anyway. He's going to show him, that repressed fucker, he's going to show him. Then he'll die later tonight, and James will feel guilty. So guilty.

Or he will think, finally... Off my back for good. Off my mouth for good.

And the magazines will say, 'Died after sexually harassing fellow band member James Hetfield. Hetfield tells us more about it page 4'.

He lets himself fall backward, bringing James with him as much as he can. There's a sound coming from James's mouth—a groan easily turned into a moan in his mind.

Give in.

Give in, James
, he wishes.

And for a second, he softens his lips. For a second, James is just there underneath him, not pulling away.

Fingers dig in his skin and hurt. They bruise when James presses back instead of shoving him away. Lars’s eyes snap wide open, his grip on the shoulders tightens. But then he does—shoving Lars away, and getting on his feet.

“Shit.” He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand.

On the bed, Lars shakes like the artery in his neck.

He gave in. He gave in for a little while. Fucking liar stopped lying for a little while.

The silence is heavy and long. Lars tries to count how many times his heart beats in a minute.

Then James finally says, “Get out.” The voice is muffled—he’s rubbing his face with both hands.

“Um… Kirk is still at the club.”

“So fucking what?”

“So I don’t fucking want to be alone.” James sighs before the sentence even ends. “I can crash on the couch. Come on. You can be sorry about that kiss too and forget about it. Cause that’s what you do, you—“ James glares, “—try to forget, uh. Fuck. I just don’t want to be alone when I have that heart attack and—“

“What heart attack?”

“It could happen, you know.” He’s still sprawled on the bed. That and the way he drunkenly slur his words seem to make his argument far less convincing. “I’m scared.”

James keeps glaring.

“I’m scared,” Lars repeats.

“Couch.” He turns around, rubbing his face again. “If I see you anywhere near the bed, I fucking swear…”

Nodding, Lars slowly drops on the floor and crawls to the couch. The floor is hard and scratchy under his palms. He hears a few whispered curses when he settles down, head sinking into a midly comfortable red pillow. He won’t be that far from the bed, from someone who’s breathing.
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YES YOU MADE THE RIGHT CHOICE sdkljfdfjdlkjskdfjlfjsdf teh tension the line LARS SHAKING LIKE THE ATERY ON HIS NECK I CAN'T TYPE ANYMORES LKjsdl;kfjasfksljhgdsklfj

also i forgever fucking love that your sloganizer gave me the best line ever after reading this part:

i'd do anything for james.

yes. he. would.

god.

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this. okay? this. this.

beautiful. heartbreaking. HOT. tense. FUCKING TENSE AS SHIT WHAT IS THIS I DON'T EVEN dkslfjslkdfj

james be nice ;;

god.

MOAR PLZ THANKS.
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I love how he thinks he's going to have a heart attack...LOOL
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March 15, 2011, 3:51 pm
I love how he thinks he's going to have a heart attack...LOOL
Well, yeah. He admits to being a hypochondriac. He'll take anything out of proportion. Not his fault. His mind is built that way-- overanalyzes and overthinks everything.
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March 15, 2011, 3:59 pm
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March 15, 2011, 3:51 pm
I love how he thinks he's going to have a heart attack...LOOL
Well, yeah. He admits to being a hypochondriac. He'll take anything out of proportion. Not his fault. His mind is built that way-- overanalyzes and overthinks everything.
Actually I was not seeing things that way. I was more thinking that because his heart beats faster whenever James is near that he thinks he's going to have a heart attack. That was the way I was seeing it:)

Is that true? Or some detail I missed out in the fiction? :blink:
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March 15, 2011, 4:02 pm
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March 15, 2011, 3:59 pm
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March 15, 2011, 3:51 pm
I love how he thinks he's going to have a heart attack...LOOL
Well, yeah. He admits to being a hypochondriac. He'll take anything out of proportion. Not his fault. His mind is built that way-- overanalyzes and overthinks everything.
Actually I was not seeing things that way. I was more thinking that because his heart beats faster whenever James is near that he thinks he's going to have a heart attack. That was the way I was seeing it:)

Is that true? Or some detail I missed out in the fiction? :blink:
Ah I was under the impression some of you thought so :P

He really does have palpitations and heart murmurs, much like the real Lars had in 1996. Back then he was really scared to have a heart attack, since he's, like Trin said, a total hypochondriac.

When I talk about the pulse in his throat (and the noises around his heart), that's what it's about. Palpitations are all in your throat. When it's simply that his heart is beating faster, that can definitely be because of James :wink Otherwise, in the contrary, James's presence calms him and his crazy thoughts down.
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Ah...I didn't know about that!! :P
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March 15, 2011, 4:14 pm
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Actually I was not seeing things that way. I was more thinking that because his heart beats faster whenever James is near that he thinks he's going to have a heart attack. That was the way I was seeing it:)

Is that true? Or some detail I missed out in the fiction? :blink:
Ah I was under the impression some of you thought so :P

He really does have palpitations and heart murmurs, much like the real Lars had in 1996. Back then he was really scared to have a heart attack, since he's, like Trin said, a total hypochondriac.

When I talk about the pulse in his throat (and the noises around his heart), that's what it's about. Palpitations are all in your throat. When it's simply that his heart is beating faster, that can definitely be because of James :wink Otherwise, in the contrary, James's presence calms him and his crazy thoughts down.
I picked up on it. But that's because I know too much about Lars. :heart:

It's brilliant how you are writing it. I need to know what happens next. The tension is so good, ugh. I love this. It inspires me. I hope you know that.
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Ah I was under the impression some of you thought so :P

He really does have palpitations and heart murmurs, much like the real Lars had in 1996. Back then he was really scared to have a heart attack, since he's, like Trin said, a total hypochondriac.

When I talk about the pulse in his throat (and the noises around his heart), that's what it's about. Palpitations are all in your throat. When it's simply that his heart is beating faster, that can definitely be because of James :wink Otherwise, in the contrary, James's presence calms him and his crazy thoughts down.
I picked up on it. But that's because I know too much about Lars. :heart:

It's brilliant how you are writing it. I need to know what happens next. The tension is so good, ugh. I love this. It inspires me. I hope you know that.
:D :heart:
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Ah I was under the impression some of you thought so :P

He really does have palpitations and heart murmurs, much like the real Lars had in 1996. Back then he was really scared to have a heart attack, since he's, like Trin said, a total hypochondriac.

When I talk about the pulse in his throat (and the noises around his heart), that's what it's about. Palpitations are all in your throat. When it's simply that his heart is beating faster, that can definitely be because of James :wink Otherwise, in the contrary, James's presence calms him and his crazy thoughts down.
I picked up on it. But that's because I know too much about Lars. :heart:

It's brilliant how you are writing it. I need to know what happens next. The tension is so good, ugh. I love this. It inspires me. I hope you know that.
I felt your "serious tone" about it. I was like is she offended by what I said? :blink: :)

But yeah, that was a fact I didn't know about. Today I learned a new thing... :wavey
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:drool :drool The taiming of the repressed James.... lol I enjoy everything so much! :biggrin That's the way to go, Lars.
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