"Besides family, what do you miss most? I mean, with you being dead and all." Adam asks as he and Tim lay in each other's arms. Listening to the howls and growling from the streets.

"Uh, probably eating. I miss the taste of a good cheeseburger or crawfish or grilled fish or fried chicken." Tim says as he unconsciously licks his lips. "Music and definitely beer."

"I think I miss sleeping most of all." Adam sighs.

"And as weird as it sounds, I miss watching television." Tim chuckles.

"I miss playing video games." Adam smiles.

"Oh, dear Lord. You sound like Chance." Tim laughs, rubbing his eyes. "You two should have a lot to talk about."

"Is there no electricity here?" Adam asks.

"Uh, no." Tim chuckles.

"Then how come we can still see in the dark. I was thinking the lights were on." Adam giggles.

"Ghost can see in the dark. Kinda like, night vision cameras." Tim replies. "You got a lot to learn about being dead."

"I would guess so. I've never been dead before." Adam chuckles as he slaps Tim in the stomach. "Can we walk through walls? I haven't seen any of you guys do it."

"Yeah. We don't because we want to live as close to a normal life as we can." Tim shrugs.

"Show me." Adam raises up on his elbow, looking down at Tim.

"Show you?" Tim chuckles.

"Yeah, show me that you can walk through the wall. I mean, our bodies feel real. You know what I mean?" Adam asks. "They feel solid. You know, skin and bones."

Tim laughs as he gets up from the bed, shaking his head. He reaches for Adam's hand.

"You're coming with me." Tim smiles down at the blond.

"But, I don't know if I can do it." Adam says as Tim pulls him up.

"Sure you can. You're dead just like the rest of us. There is no special training chapter on how to walk through walls in the 'Dead Handbook'." Tim smirks as he leads Adam over to the closed door.

Tim steps through the closed door and disappears from Adam's sight. Adam stops before he gets pulled through the door, still holding on to Tim's hand.

"Wait. There's a handbook for the dead?" Adam asks before Tim pulls him through the door.

"No." Tim chuckles as he catches Adam in his arms. "Only in 'Beetlejuice'." (n/a: unless you have seen the movie, you probably won't understand this. LOL)

"Wow! I did it!" Adam says as he looks back around at the wooden door.

Tim reaches and takes Adam by the chin and gently turns his head back around to face him.

"Did you doubt me?" Tim asks softly before kissing Adam tenderly.

"Hmm." Adam hums into the tender kiss as he slides his arms around Tim's neck. "No, I doubted myself." He whispers as Tim leaves soft kisses along his jawline.

"Huh, that's not good." Tim says in a low voice as he nibbles on Adam's ear.

"No, no it's not." Adam once again whispers as the feel of Tim's soft kisses and whiskers on his neck sent chills down his spine.

"Well, what can I do to help." Tim says as he pulls down the collar of Adam's tee shirt to give himself better access to the blonde's neck.

"Oh, my God." Adam says with a slight moan as his hand finds its way into Tim's hair. His legs were like rubber bands as Tim nibbles at his sweet spot. "Uh, I ... I think that ... maybe helping."

Tim raises his head and looks Adam in the eyes as he brushes his lips softly against his prey's.

"Are you sure?" Tim whispers in a deep voice.

Adam swallows hard and releases a shaky breath. 

"Yeah." He says, barely audible.

"Positive?" Tim says before gently biting at Adam's bottom lip.

Speech fails him so he manages a slight nod.

"Good. Glad I could help." Tim says in his normal voice. He smirks as he turns and starts to walk down the hallway.

"What the hell was that about?" Adam says as he tries to catch his breath. 

Tim stops at the staircase and looks back at the aroused blond.

"Just giving you a taste of what you're missing." Tim chuckles. 

"Oh, you are soooo dead." Adam laughs as he runs toward Tim.

"Sorry, someone already beat you to it." Tim laughs as he runs down the stairs.

Tim runs into the lounge with Adam hot on his heels. Once he reaches the couch he turns around.

"Wait! Wait!" Tim laughs, holding up his hands in surrender.

Adam tackles him knocking him down on the couch. Adam straddles Tim's hips and puts both of his hands on Tim's shoulders to hold him down.

"Apologize." Adam demands.

"For what?" Tim asks through his laughter.

"For you teasing me then walking away." Adam answers.

"I will not." Tim says firmly shaking his head.

"Do It!" Adam says hovering over the brown-eyed man.

"No!" Tim says, raising a brow.

"Apologize!" Adam demands again.

"Make me." Tim says with a smirk forming on his lips.

Without hesitation, Adam crashes his lips against Tim's in a passionate kiss. Forcing his tongue into Tim's mouth.

Tim moans as he wraps his arms around the blond pulling him closer, deepening the kiss.

Upon breaking the kiss, they stared into each other's eyes. Both breathing heavily.

Tim winks at Adam as he begins to smile.

"Still not apologizing." Tim chuckles lightly.

"UGH!" Adam growls as he grabs Tim's chin forcing him to turn his head. Giving Adam better access to the brunette's neck.

"Owww." Tim laughs as Adam bites down on his neck.

Adam sucks and nibbles on Tim's neck leaving behind large hickeys while his hand begins to slide underneath his shirt.

Tim slowly opens his eyes to see several pairs of eyes staring at him and Adam.

"Uh." Tim says.

"Should we leave?" Chris says with a mischievous smile.

Adam jumps and looks around to see the same eyes that Tim was staring at.

"Oh, I don't know. I was really enjoying the show." Chance chuckles.

"I was betting on no apology from Tim." Olena says as she sat in Austin's lap.

"I don't know about that. Adam was going in pretty furious. I think Tim would eventually crumble." Austin says.

"Naw, Tim's pretty hard-headed. I think he would have stood his ground." Rob says.

"I agree with Austin." Avi nods. "Tim loves sex. He would have given in if he thought he could get lucky."

"Uh, well." Adam chuckles slightly as his face turns a deep red. "I'll, uh, I'll see you guys in the morning."

 Adam crawls off of Tim and heads for the stairs.

Tim slowly sits up on the couch, pulling down his shirt and running a hand through his hair.. He glares at each of his friends.

"Thanks a f*cking million yall." 

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