The white walls of the house in the middle of the morning, with the sun streaming through the glass windows, made Joe Elliott's residence one of the most beautiful in the entire country. Its views of the sea, the immaculate white sand and the blue sky kissing the waves that echoed in the silent place made it so cozy that Rick, did not bother to wake up earlier than planned.
He looked out the window and breathed in the fresh morning air, his companions were surely still sleeping peacefully, he thought, so he decided to take a look around the house.
They had only arrived the night before, the band decided to take a short break, and for this they retired to the second residence of the frontman of the same to be able to enjoy the calm that solitude gave them.
The young man with light curls began to walk the infinite corridors of the house in search of something that could entertain him, until his companions finally woke up. He thought he heard voices in Sav's room, and when he saw the door half-open, he decided to go say hello and surprise his friend with his presence.
Approaching the door, he could hear a new voice, belonging to someone else. His curiosity compelled him to sneak up to the half-open crack in the white door.
Rick began to miss himself, the rough, gravelly voice that accompanied Sav's sweeter one.
With each step, the innocence that prevented the boy from recognizing the voice of who accompanied Sav, vanished.
-Don't talk so loud... They're going to hear us... -A kiss.
-...Don't you get tired of hiding...?
-...Please... Not now...- Young Rick's eyes fixed on the gap in the door. He had to stifle a sound of surprise, a touch of disapproval, as he watched his friend's lips dance in tandem with another man's, another man he knew only too well.
Joe's hands rested on the shapely hips of the sweet bass player, sitting on his lap. Stripped from the waist up, Joe was looking at Sav with the gentleness of a man looking at the woman of his dreams, and Sav, barely letting his shirt fall to the floor, begged with his big blue eyes for one more kiss, to leave him a sweet memory of the lovely night they had spent together.
They didn't smile at each other, they knew they
had to let go, the eyes around them would judge them harshly if they dared to look into each other's eyes in broad daylight, and they had to settle for holding each other's hand under the tablecloth to survive the hard day without a single caress. At nightfall, Joe would tiptoe out again, leaving his bed empty, to lie down again next to the man who had made him lose his mind, and in the morning, he would have to hide in the closet that caused him so much fear, so as not to raise suspicions.
-...hide...I heard footsteps...- Joe's green eyes filled with pain every time Sav asked him to hide, but he knew he couldn't say no, so he did. He thought about how lovely It would be to finally get rid of all the fear, of Karla, his wife, and Dara, sav’s, but that would never happen.  Sav's eyes fell on the crack in the door, and shed a tear when he saw Rick peering through the door. They looked at each other in silence.
-Rick, what are you doing there like a jerk? Come on, move your ass to the kitchen, I haven't made breakfast so you can let it cool down, and tell Sav to get up.-Rick turned his head to find Steve, Gesturing to reason with him, he looked back at Sav, who was begging him with watery eyes to keep buried everything he had seen in those minutes. Steve's footsteps brought him to Rick's side. -What's happening? You look at each other as if the other was a ghost. -The blond fixed his gaze on Sav, who still had tears in his eyes- Is everything alright, Sav?
-Calm down little prince, you ask too many questions. Sav had a nightmare and was checking to see if he was okay. Go to the kitchen, I'm hungry. -Steve laughed and both boys walked up the hall. Sav arrived moments later, said good morning, and sat down at the table to have breakfast with his companions.
Joe didn't show up until late afternoon, Sav found him staring off into the distance, sitting on the sand, the wind headlong, cigar smoke drifting between his thin lips. His calm was interrupted by a sweet hug from behind.
-...You didn't come to have breakfast... Not even for lunch... Is everything alright? Joe looked the concerned boy in the eye and sighed.
-...I didn't think I was prepared to sit at that table and pretend that nothing is happening between the two of us...-Sav sat right next to Joe, and he fell onto his lap, lying down and face up to admire the angelic face of the bassist. He dreamed of kissing him right in front of everyone else, He wanted them to know Sav was only his. In the end, he was the one making love to him night after night, kissing, caressing, and loving him limitless, not Dara, who happened to be Sav’s wife.
-...Rick knows...
-What...?- Joe's eyes searched Sav's with concern on them. The price they would pay if their clandestine romance came to light would surely be losing what brought them together, their friends, and job.- I think he won't say anything...- Finally their eyes met again, Not as concerned as they where moments before. They laughed, just a scare, they should have been more careful, luckily Rick was a great confidant of Sav’s.
-He Saw us making out in the morning...I’m quite sure he now thinks i’m your submissive bitch- Joe laughed and played with his fingers on Sav’s chest.
-Well... You were really begging for me to do you early in the morning so... I wouldn’t blame him for thinking like that ... -A playful Fight between the lovers began.
Joe picked up Sav in his arms, and took him into the house, empty, because the rest of the boys had gone out to drink at a nearby bar, just as Rick had begged them, to forget what he had seen in the morning, since he knew he would have to deal with It for the rest of his life, if he wanted to keep the secret.
There was nothing in that house that could prevent the two young men from kissing awkwardly, looking for one of their rooms, avoiding hitting the walls between capricious kisses.

-...I love you... -the sweet curly-haired man's eyes settled on the green ones of the handsome blond man who was carrying him in his arms.- I need you before they come back and I have to part with you... I will barely be able to wait until tonight to kiss you once more...
-...I wish we never had to part again...
Joe didn't allow himself to hesitate for an extra minute. For the first time in a long time, loneliness allowed the two men to prove to each other without limits that they loved each other.
They were not silent, there was no need. And finally, when they had satisfied each other's hunger, they were able to enjoy the soft caresses, the tired sighs and the affectionate kisses, which only they, and the young drummer, knew they shared, because in a society riddled with hypocrisy, prejudice and hate, there was no place for two men in love.
-...What if we tell them...? You know... Karla, Dara, the Guys...
-...Are you serious...? -Joe caressed his lover’s naked back, waiting for an answer to his question that he never got.
-...nevermind... I was just dreaming out loud...

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A short one to apologise for going too long without posting!

Pido perdón a mis hispanohablantes, en español no era tan bonita JAJAJA