The next day, the fresh couple woke up. They kissed hungrily and packed their things. Then they drove to the airport in Malcolm's car. The car was parked and locked in the airport parking lot. In the waiting area they met Cliff, Phil and Angus. Angus had tearful eyes and looked up at Malcolm.

"Can I talk to you, Mal?" He asked. Malcolm nodded and the two moved a little to the side.

"What's going on?" Malcolm asked, slightly angry.

"I ... I'm so sorry for what I said to you yesterday. I didn't mean that. I'm so terribly sorry. Of course I don't hate you. You're my brother. Please forgive me." Malcolm bit his lip. God. He wanted to forgive Angus. For that alone because he looked so damn sad. But he couldn't. If he forgave Angus, Angus would do it again and again and abuse his trust. On the way to the airport he had spoken to Bon about it, who told him exactly that. And he was right. Angus would only do it again.

"I don't forgive you, Angus." Malcolm said, looking into his eyes. Angus stared at him in shock. "I'm not your toy that you can push around as you want. You'll abuse my trust again. And again and again. You'll never stop." Malcolm sniffed. "I'm sorry, Angus." With that he went back to the others. Angus stared after him in shock.

"Was that serious?" He whispered as tears gathered in his eyes.

*

On the plane, Malcolm sat next to Bon. Which surprised everyone a little. But nobody said anything. Angus was sitting between Cliff and Phil. At some point, they were all asleep. Except Malcolm and Bon. Bon turned around briefly and looked at the others. They've been on the road for 19 hours. Bon kissed Malcolm hard. Malcolm whimpered softly and pressed his lips needily against the singer's. Bon played with Malcolm's long hair.

"God. I love you so much." Bon whispered. Malcolm smiled and gave him a quick kiss. Then he leaned his head against Bon's chest, as he had done the night before. "We can't do that, Mal." Bon whispered. "What if the others wake up?" Malcolm closed his eyes and hummed happily.

"When the others wake up, I just pretend I'm asleep. The hobbit over there definitely won't wake up for the next hour." He pointed to Angus. Bon chuckled softly and stroked Malcolm's cheek.

"I love you so much."

"I love you too." Malcolm whispered happily.

"What ... what do you think if we tell our parents first?"

"Are you crazy? I can't tell my parents that."

"Why not?" Asked Bon, looking at Malcolm.

"Well ..." Malcolm swallowed. If Angus was a transvestite, he couldn't be with a man. His parents would likely die of a heart attack. "My parents don't like freaks." Malcolm muttered. Bon gasped and held Malcolm tight.

"Say that never again. You're not a freak, honey." Malcolm bit his lip as he thought about saying exactly that to Angus. Crap. Angus would kill him if he found out that Malcolm was happily in love.

"Bon ... I'm only 17." Malcolm whispered softly.

"What do you mean by that? Do you think you won't love me in a few years?" Bon asked, shocked. Malcolm chuckled softly.

"No. That's not it. I mean ... I love you. Really. But ... I'll only really become an adult next year. So you're making yourself a criminal offense." Malcolm looked up at him with watery eyes. "Do you understand? They could lock you up for child abuse or harassment." Bon smiled and stroked Malcolm's cheek gently.

"You worry too much, darling. That won't happen." Malcolm nodded and closed his eyes again.

"Bon, I ... I want to forgive Angus so much. Otherwise he'll cry." Bon was silent for a while.

"You cried yesterday too, Mal. Quite a lot. You were at the end. And I don't want him to treat you like dirt." Malcolm swallowed. "Angus thinks everything is about him and doesn't care about others."

"That's not true." Malcolm said quickly. Bon raised an eyebrow and looked at Malcolm incredulously.

"You know it's true." Malcolm sighed softly and laid his head back on Bon's chest.

"I'm tired." He whispered. Bon nodded.

"Get some sleep, darling. Don't forget. I love you." He took Malcolm's hand and tangled their fingers together. He stroked the back of Malcolm's hand with his thumb. Malcolm smiled.

"I love you too." He mumbled and fell asleep. Bon smiled and stroked Malcolm's back.

*

They were performing their concert and the crowd was crazy. They all screamed wildly and sang along a little. Malcolm and Cliff sang their vocal cords as they went to the Microphones. Angus jumped wildly across the stage. And Phil and Bon just did their best. When Malcolm went to the microphone for the chorus and Bon fell over his own microphone cable, he had a fit of laughter that was broadcasted over the microphone. They couldn't play for a while because the rhythm guitarist was laughing too hard.

*

That evening, they were in the hotel bar. Angus sat a little to one side and looked into his glass. Crap. He wanted so badly for Malcolm to forgive him. But ... oh, it doesn't matter. He sighed and ran his hand through his hair and took another sip of his drink. Loud music played and people danced. Angus wanted to be as happy and carefree as these people. It was getting pretty late and most of them were drunk. Malcolm and Bon had said they were going to town. Suddenly Phil sat down next to him. Phil was drunk too.

"Hey, Angus." He hummed and put an arm around him.

"Hello, Phil." Angus smiled and looked at him. Phil sat next to him for a while. Then he put his hand on Angus' thigh and grinned drunkenly at him.

"You're beautiful, little one." Angus blushed.

"Phil, you're drunk."

"I know." He whispered against Angus' neck and kissed the skin gently. "But that doesn't stop us, does it?" Angus chuckled softly. He ... he wanted this. And Phil seemed drunk enough. So he shouldn't remember the next day. Besides ... even if he did, he would still be a member of the band and not tell everyone. Fuck it all. Angus turned his head and placed a gentle kiss on Phi's lips. The drummer hummed and pulled Angus close. When they parted, he grinned. He took Angus' hand in his and helped him down from the bar stool. They walked out of the bar and to the elevator, holding hands. As the elevator doors closed, Phil started kissing quickly. Angus moaned softly and lifted his leg to wrap it around Phil's waist. Phil's hands slipped under Angus' ass and picked him up. Angus gasped in surprise and wrapped his legs around Phil's waist. The drummer grinned at him. "That's so hot, honey." He gasped against Angus' neck and sucked on hickeys. Angus groaned excitedly and tilted his head back. Soon a bell rang and the elevator doors opened again. Phil carried Angus down the hotel corridors to his room. Bon, Cliff and Phil had their own room. The siblings shared one room even if they weren't talking together. Angus kissed Phil hungrily. God. It felt so good. So damn good. And so right. Phil held Angus up with one hand and unlocked the door with the other. He tossed his key in a corner and held Angus' ass back to him. He pushed the door shut with his foot and stumbled toward the bed. He put Angus down. Phil grinned at him. Angus put his legs around Phil's body and kissed him hard. "Come on baby. Undress yourself. Get ready for me." Phil breathed into Angus' throat. Angus was trembling excitedly. God. He was so damn horny and Phil was so damn hot.