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Blazing hot, fucking summer. Kirk felt like shit, it was 99 degrees outside, ( fahrenheit might I add ) and he was just not feeling it...The aftereffects of the coke he and Lars snorted 2 hours prior, weren't helping his case.
He tied his hair into a low ponytail, hoping to be relieved of some of the heat. As soon as rehearsal was over he'd take a nap in his hotel room, the one he shared with Jason of course.
"We just practiced battery like, 40 times can't we do a different song?" Lars announced.
Kirk could agree though he wasn't vocal about it. His eye roll said it all. "Fine, lets just go the fuck back to the hotel it's too damn hot. Well, except for you Lars. You basically live here," James said. Which was somewhat true, you see, They were practicing in Lars' friends house back in Denmark, he practically lived here honestly.
"Yeah yeah whatever, we'll all go to the bar later right?"
"Mhm."
"Great! Okay now shoo everybody shoo!" Lars quickly got up and left the garage, leaving Kirk, James, And Jason to themselves.
"Well you guys can get a cab or some shit. I'm outta here," and with that James was also gone.
"So he just left us?" Jason snorted, clearly irritated though. "I guess, uhm." Kirk didn't know what to say. "We're not too far from the town we can get a taxi." Jason suggested, it was hot as HELL but what choice did they have? "Okay." Kirk walked out of the garage with Jason following behind.
"Finally! That took forever." Jason basically yelled. Kirk giggled, "Yeah I know."
"Thanks for paying by the way, I mean I could've-"
"it's fine man."
Jason always paid for these kind of things, by that I mean James and Lars always made him pay. it wasn't fair. Jason retreated in on himself, regaining confidence again when he flopped onto the bed.
"What the fuck." Jason said shocked. "What?" Kirk questioned, taking his hair out of a ponytail letting it loose. "Dude some girl was here last, some lipstick on the coffee table." "Hm?" Kirk turned his head, and there was indeed, some lipstick. It wasn't smeared, it was the actual lipstick bottle.
Kirk, somehow feeling very daring. (Could've been due to the coke he and Lars had hours ago.) Decided it was a good idea to put it on. Walking over and reaching down to grab it. "What are you doing?"
"Trying it on duh." Kirk grinned, "why??" "Because I wanna try it on," Kirk said, walking to the bathroom.
"Done!!" Kirk walked out the bathroom.
"Do you like it Jase."
"Sure."
"Sure??"
"Yeah sure." Jason laughed moving to the other side of the bed, Kirk nodded, "'Okay." getting on the bed with Jason, "You're not gonna take it off?" "No."
They stared at each other for awhile, Jason's eyes darting to Kirks lips, trying to make it 'not so noticable'; it wasn't working. Kirks mouth turned into a slight smile, "hi." Kirk whispered, "hi?" Kirk lifted his head towards Jason's face, putting his hand on his jaw. "Hi." Kirk whispered again. "Hello." Jason finally returned the tone Kirk was using, probably getting a slight idea of what he was trying to do. "Your face is soft."
Kirk started to rub his jaw slightly with the pad of this thumb. He leaned in and kissed his cheek, Jason froze; he knew it was coming but was still shocked nonetheless.
Kirk kissed his lips, Jason kissing back hungrily. He wanted to take charge but Kirk wouldn't let him, redirecting the kiss somewhere else. his forehead, his eyelids, his jaw, and his neck. Every inch of his face. Jason wanted to cup his face and kiss him himself, he didn't want this moment to end. He wanted to kiss Kirk too, everywhere. His thighs, his stomach, his lips. He wanted to hear him whine, maybe even cry?
The lipstick began to smear on Kirks chin a bit. Looking up at Jason with pleading eyes, he lowered down to Jason's arm. Slowly kissing his arm.
Knock knock, Kirk stopped abruptly at Jason's hand, the knocking scared him and his face shot up. "What time is it man?" Kirk asked getting up to get the door, "uhhhh," Jason got up as well. Checking the watch he put on top of the dresser next to the door. "5:54pm" Jason said, with Kirk rushing close beside him to open the door, twisting the doorknob.
"Hey guys we're going to the b-" James was at the door, he froze though,
"Kirk?"
"What?"
"Your face."
Kirk brought his fingers to his sore lips, red lipstick coming off as he did. "Oh." James peaked through the door and spotted Jason, with the same exact shade of red all over his face and neck. "Dude what were you guy's doing in here." He said, sceptical. "Trying on lipstick." Kirk gleamed, "Yeah, sure. Anyway we're going to the bar get that shit off your face."