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Liam turned his head up sharply to meet the shadow looming above him only for his lips to be captured by someone else’s. It took a second to register in his mind what was going on, but after a moment of analysis, he realized it was Noel standing there with his arms around Liam’s neck and Noel’s lips on Liam’s.
Liam returned the kiss, not really knowing what else to do, or perhaps it was the pleasant buzz in his head that didn’t let him register properly what was happening.
When the two separated, the crowd was buzzing and Liam sat at the foot of the stage with his drink while Noel seemed to be celebrating behind him. What for, the younger didn’t really know.
…
“Does he kiss nice?” Guigsy asked Liam.
“What?” They were in Liam’s dressing room after the show and Liam was honestly looking forward to the groupies who would undoubtedly be showing up sooner or later.
“Noel, you guys kissed,” Guigsy reminded.
Liam scratched his head. He had been a bit drunk and a bit high when it happened, but the memory was there even if it was foggy. “Dunno, didn’t think about it too hard.”
“Jesus, you kissed the guy and didn’t think about it too hard?” Guigsy asked incredulously.
Liam shrugged. “Dunno, man. It happened fast.”
Guigsy seemed like he wanted to say more but decided against it. “Wonder why he did it.”
“Dunno.” Liam was sounding like a broken record. “It’ll make good press, maybe.”
It was a weak excuse but it was the only explanation Liam could muster. Truthfully the only person who knew why it had happened was Noel, and no one really felt like walking up to the songwriter and asking why he stuck one on his brother.
…
“You and Liam are proper fucked, yeah?” Bonehead asked. Noel rolled his eyes and lit a cigarette.
“What are you referring to?” Noel replied as he raised the cigarette to his lips.
“Kissing your brother, what else?”
Noel exhaled smoke and snorted. “All the things in this world and you ask me that?”
“It’s kind of strange, innit? Or is that how they do it where you’re from?”
Noel inhaled once again from the cigarette before letting the smoke fall from his lips. “Yeah, maybe that is how they do it where I’m from. You wouldn’t know, would you?”
Bonehead gave an amused face in response. “Guess not.”
“Then don’t fucking worry about it.”