I wrote this story over the summer, mostly at lik 2:00 a.m. so it might be a little confusing. I'm trying to edit the chapters before I put them up so it wont be confusing, but if you find something that is, just tell me in a comment. I love everyone who has read my other stories, it means a lot to me 

Please read and enjoy. I'll probably update this in a couple days after I edit it all. Comments are looooove!

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You would expect because it's American Idol, that all of the members of the tour to have their own rooms when stopping at hotels. But there is a little thing called a budget, which, even with American Idol, needs to be followed. Not that Kris Allen minded sharing a room with runner- up/ best Friend Adam Lambert. But few speculations circled the two of them, speculations like the two were more than platonic friends, and that Adam was the reason for Kris' divorce with Katy. Of course no one besides Kris himself knew that Adam was the reason of his separation from his wife.

During Season 8 of American Idol, Adam and Kris were roommates since the top 13. They saw each other every day, before they went to bed and when they woke up. The two of them were inseparable. Becoming close friends was the only thing going on through Kris' head at the time. After the first week, and the two of them were safe, things shifted. As if some switch in Kris' mind went off, after the first week of being in the mansion, Kris started to notice Adams every move. He would always listen to him breathing when he went to sleep, notice how he smelled after he showered, and of course, he noticed that he was extremely good looking.

Kris kept these thought to himself though. Never had he even thought of liking another man, so he didn't know what to make of these feelings, especially since he was married, and tried to ignore them every time Adam was on stage singing or walked out of the bathroom with only a towel on. Kris knew that Adam had a crush on him. The two of them, even though they never expressed their feelings, hugged more than any men should, rubbed each other's necks when stressed out, and talked almost every night about the strangest things.

One night, the last night before the finale, after the show, Kris went on the balcony to take in the beauty of it. It was one of the last times he would be able to embrace its beauty. With his phone in his hand, he prepared to call Katy, as he did every night. While dialing her number, Adam stepped out on to the balcony to join the younger singer, placing his hand on the singer's shoulder.

"Scary, isn't it?" Adam asked, rubbing Kris' shoulder, causing Kris to shiver slightly.

"What?" Kris asked. "What's scary?" he clarified.

Adam chuckled, and stretched his arms up in the air. Because of the way the shirt fit Adam, when he stretched his arms upward, his shirt lifted, exposing a large portion of the soft skin there. Kris' eyes were immediately averted from his cell phone, and fixated on Adam's freckled stomach, unblinking. Adam chuckled when he noticed Kris ogling at the exposed skin.

"You like?" Adam asked, pulling his shirt down. He chuckled again.

Kris walked away, blushing in the darkness. "You never answered what was so scary." He said.

"Oh, that." Adam said, following Kris to the other side of the balcony. "I just thought- I think it's scary that this is the last night before one of us wins this thing. Then it's all over." Adam said, sounding sad.

"Yeah, but we still got the tour, man. That's what, at least a month right?" Kris asked, facing Adam, shutting his phone closed. He'd call Katy later.

"Yeah," Adam laughed. "Maybe longer." He moved over to Kris, looking into his hazelnut brown eyes.

Kris nodded, trying not to react to the older singer proximity. Even though the night air was cool, with Adam so close to him, Kris could feel his cheeks heating up. Adam giggled when he noticed the slight redness to Kris' cheeks, and said, "Why are you blushing?" before, very circumspectly and tenderly placing his hand smoothly on Kris' cheek.

Blushing even harder, Kris looked away, opening his phone once more, determined to call Katy this time without getting sidetracked. This time when he dialed he stopped for a minute to look back at Adam. He was standing there with a perplexed look on his face. He was looking at Kris, like he wanted him. It was the kind of look he would always get from Katy when he spotted her in the audience or the kind of look all of his fans would give him when they listened to him sing. He had never gotten it from a guy, or more truthful, from a guy that he wanted too.

The thought of being with another male had never gone through his head. The thought of liking another male had gone through his head until he met Adam who, of course, changed Kris' standpoint.

"What are you-" Kris started to say before Adam had come over and pushed Kris up against the outside wall of the mansion in a way that didn't seem frightening but seemed almost like he was anticipating something

"Can I ask you something?" he asked sensually, moving his tongue in such a way that made Kris' hips fidget.

"Sure, anything," Kris stated, trying not to sound breathless.

Adam smiled and leaned closer, his lips hovering over Kris'. "Wait," Kris started to say, before Adam's lips landed on his at full force, causing Kris to squirm. When Kris felt the way Adam's lips moved with his, how precautious Adam was being with him, Kris melted into it, forgetting everything else, dropping the phone he was holding . Adam pulled away, breathing heavily before saying "Tell me, you didn't want that." He smiled.

Kris smiled too. " I would." He said, kissing a very surprised Adam, before he added, "But then I would be lying."

Adam smiled and positioned his lips back on Kris', kissing him more than he probably should since the man was married! To a woman. The two of them became more intimate with each touch, and nervously Kris let his hand sneak up under Adam's shirt.

Adam pulled away with a laugh, before pulling his shirt over his head. "If you wanted that," he stopped for a brief second to pull himself back to Kris' mouth. "You should have just asked." He said, licking the skin right next to Kris' mouth. "I'm not insecure," he stated, as he grinded his hips against Kris', who let out a jagged gasp at the sensation.

He never called Katy.

And after that night, and realizing how wrong it was to kiss( and lick.) Adam, Kris tried not to be alone with Adam as much. Of course that plan didn't seem to work, because whenever they stopped at a hotel to stay at for a couple nights, Kris and Adam were always paired up to share a room.

Adam could feel the tension in the room whenever they were talking while getting ready for bed, but never made anything of it. It wasn't until the day Kris' divorce went through, when Adam asked him why he was unusually quiet.

"I don't know man." Kris answered nervously. He looked over at Adam, who was sitting on his bed with wet hair that clung to his face. Why did he have to be so freaking gorgeous? Kris thought.

"You sure?" Adam asked, standing up not sure whether he should go sit and comfort Kris, or if he should just back out. He decided that if Kris didn't want to be comforted, then he would tell him, so Adam ambled over to Kris. He sat down, leaving space between the two of them.

Kris looked up into the older singer's eyes, immediately entranced by the deep blue. Kris found is hard to look away from his eyes, but with a large amount of restraint he was able to look away, cheeks burning.

"Hey," Adam said, kindly placing one of his hands on the smaller of the two's back, rubbing soothing circles. "I didn't mean to embarrass you…"

Kris, whose eyes had fallen shut at Adam's touch, opened them to look around the room, at nothing in particular. "You didn't embarrass me, I just-" he took a deep breath. "I didn't know that-I never thought I would…" Kris trailed off, shaking his head, losing his train of thought.

"Kris," Adam said calmly, looking at the younger's mouth. " It's okay to feel confused about being gay."

"It's bi," He answered automatically, and then not to give Adam the wrong idea he said, "And I'm not confused." while he closed the space between their mouths.

"Well, then why are you shy?" Adam moaned against Kris' lips. He could feel Kris smile underneath him, feeling himself fall backwards onto the bed as Kris pushed him down.

"What makes you think I'm so shy?" He asked, not giving Adam enough time to respond, before playfully licking Adam's lips, instead of kissing them.

Smiling, Adam licked back, and soon their tongues were fighting for supremacy. With Adam's shirt of, Kris was able to explore the singer's upper body, touching and caressing it. Adam moaned quietly on Kris' mouth, raising his hips up to Kris', encouraging him. Quickly, but not quick enough for Adam, Kris took his shirt off, and threw it on the floor next to the bed, while Adam unbuckled Kris' belt.

With a sudden thought and firm grip on Kris, Adam pushed him back for a moment. "Kris," he whispered. "About before,"

He leaned down and nibbled at the skin under Adam's ear, saying against his soft skin, "What about before?"

"I'm sorry about you and Katy." Adam said softly, knowing that as soon as he said it Kris would pull back faster than he had leaned down to kiss him.

As expected, Kris got up and walked over to the other bed in the room, his belt jingling on the way over. He had a miffed look on his face, and his lips puckered.

"I mean, I feel awful about it, but I can't stop wondering if I'm the reason you…" Adam trailed off when Kris shook his head. "You know I didn't- I didn't mean to thrust anything on you." He and Kris both pressed their lips shut, trying to hide their laughter. "Pardon my pun." Even though they had never had sex.

Yet.

"Alright." Kris said, trying to forget about Katy. "We should go to bed now. We gotta get up at 3:30, and that's in like 4 hours."

Adam walked over to the bed Kris was in, and climbed under the covers next to him.

"Whoa," Kris exclaimed. "Dude, what are you doing?" referring to him descending under the covers with him.

"This is my bed, remember?" Adam teased.

"Right," Kris said, starting to get out of the bed, when he felt Adam rough hands, on his waist, pulling him back.

"Stay here," Adam said, sleepily.

"Yeah, I'm sure whoever's gonna come barging in here to wake us up won't take notice to two men in the same bed, like… groping." Kris said sardonically.

"Who said anything about groping?" Adam asked teasingly as he watched Kris walk over to his bed, and get under the covers.

"Goodnight, Adam" Kris laughed.

"Goodnight, Kris."

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