They were back at Tommy's apartment, laying on the bed, just thinking. Tommy's emotions were in a whirlwind, and he felt as if he was being pulled in a million different directions. Nikki, on the other hand, was trying his best to find a logical solution to their situation.

"Tommy?"

"Yeah?"

"Tommy. You're free to join the band now."

Nikki sat up as he realized this, reaching over to Tommy's bedside and snatching the folded paper off the table.

"I have a record deal in my hands, baby. This could be our chance." Nikki read the paper over again and again.

Tommy sat up, tired of wallowing in his misery.

"Not only that, this may be our /only/ chance." Tommy mumbled dejectedly, pulling Nikki into his lap.

"What if we really make it?"

"Then we never have to look back on this again." Tommy murmured, gently rubbing Nikki's belly.

"Yeah, yeah. I.. I gotta talk to Vince and Mick. Oh my god. They're gonna notice that neither of us were in school today. I gotta call Vince." Nikki scrambled to Tommy's phone, starting to quickly dial his friend's number before he remembered that Vince, too, was in school. He'd have to wait and hope.

"Ugh, fuck. We have to wait until school is out." Nikki flopped back onto Tommy's bed, curling up next to the taller man.

"Nikki?" He murmured, stroking his lover's hair.

"Yeah?"

"I love you so much. Never forget that, no matter what becomes of us."

"We aren't going to die, Tommy," Nikki snickered. "Worst comes to worse, we both live with my parents until we can get back on our feet. How long do you have before the next payment is due on this place?"

"I pay every month, so we've got about two weeks. It'll be around $700 bucks, but I've still got a lot left in the bank, and I should be okay for a little while now if I don't find a new job." Tommy murmured, closing his eyes.

"You ever gonna eat? Buy gas for your car?" Nikki laughed nervously, rubbing Tommy's chest. "You gotta remember all the other shit."

"Fuck. You're right.." Tommy sighed, rolling his eyes. "I just want to sleep and wake up and realize this was all a bad dream."

"Well, we can't do the last part.. but we can do the first. Nap, then ponder solutions?" Nikki giggled, pushing Tommy flat onto the bed. He snuggled up to his boyfriend with a soft sigh as he closed his eyes and willed sleep to come.

"Yeah. I love you, Nik."

"Love you, too, Tom."

•

"I'm calling Vince now."

"Mmkay."

Nikki hopped up from the bed, snatching up the phone. He punched in the singer's number quickly, waiting as it rang. A moment later, someone picked up.

"Hello?"

"Vince? Hey, it's Nikki."

"Hey. Dude, where were you today? Mr. Lee was out, too, which was weird."

"I know," Nikki laughed nervously. "I'm actually at his place now. Okay, the damage is done, so let me just get this through - I may or may not be dating our ex-math sub? I can say this now because..heh.. we got caught and now he's fired and kicked out of college. We're fucked on every level. But!"

"Hold on, hold on.. what the fuck did you just say? You're dating our math teacher? For how long?"

"Okay, shut up, I'm doing my best over here," Nikki snapped, rolling his eyes. "Yes. A little over half a year. Now, what I'm saying is - he's out of a job. Who knows or cares about our next substitute - Tommy is free to join the band."

Vince was silent on the other line, apparently processing everything he had just been told.

"So. What you mean to say is that you've been fucking our math teacher. Yeah?"

"No, he fucks me. Oh my god, stop getting off topic." Nikki hissed.

Meanwhile, Tommy was losing his shit on the bed.

"That's kinda kinky, Nik. Do you call him Mr. Lee in bed? Or Professor Lee?"

"No, I do not fucking.. oh my god. Can he join the band or not?"

"Of course!" Vince laughed. "Can I talk to him?"

Nikki put the phone against his hand.

"Vince wants to talk to you."

"Give it here," Tommy laughed, scooting forward and grabbing the phone. "Hello?"

"You've been fucking Nikki in the ass?"

Tommy burst out laughing while Nikki pouted and crossed his arms over his chest.

"Indeed. Now, is there anything else you wanna know? Perhaps information I can give you to use against him?" Tommy snickered evilly, feeling Nikki behind him, ready to tear the phone out of his grip.

"Yeah, yeah! Whatcha got?"

"Well.. sometimes in bed, he squeals-" Tommy screamed as Nikki leapt on him, ripping the phone from his hands.

"I do not!" Nikki yelled into the phone, hearing only Vince's hysterical laughter on the other side. Tommy quickly regained the phone, protecting it like his newborn child.

"Holy fuck! What else you got?"

"He moans like a whore, and it's really hot!" Tommy screamed into the phone as Nikki tried to take it away from him again, both of them falling off the bed and rolling onto the floor, still wrestling over the phone.

Vince's laughter only got louder as the sounds of screaming and fighting sounded over the speaker.

"What a model relationship!" He joked, hoping his mother didn't walk in and ask who in the fuck he was talking to.

"That is fucking it!" Nikki yelped as Tommy pinned him to ground, falling flat on top of him, his knees holding Nikki's thighs down. The bassist grabbed the phone off the floor, panting.

"I. Do not. Moan like a whore." He gasped, biting his lip as Tommy's lips met his neck, sucking roughly.

"If you don't moan like a whore, what's this?" Tommy murmured lowly, lips moving to Nikki's sweet spot and latching on cruelly. The smaller man moaned loudly, right into the phone, before breaking off into a scream and pushing Tommy off him.

"I'll talk to you later, Vince!" He shouted, slamming the phone back on the hook with a gasp.

Tommy grabbed him around the legs and pulled him back onto the floor, pinning him down again.

"You.. bitch!" Nikki panted, laughing.

"I wanna wrestle with you more. Just.. naked." Tommy chuckled, one hand running up Nikki's shirt, lifting it up. He sat on Nikki's hips, leaning down and suckling kisses all over his boyfriend's chest and belly.

Nikki moaned softly, hands running through Tommy's hair and twirling it around his fingers.

"At the very least, don't fuck me on the floor. Take me on the bed." Nikki gently pushed Tommy away. The drummer scooped his boyfriend up and tossed him onto the bed. Nikki nearly bounced off the other side, but held on.

Tommy leapt on top of him, kissing him deeply as Nikki clutched onto his back.

"Baby.." Nikki murmured, resting his head back against the pillow, hair unfurling out behind him. Tommy never thought he'd looked more beautiful than just then.

"Yeah?" The taller man asked softly, kissing him once more.

"Make love to me? It's been far too long." Nikki giggled softly, spreading his legs for Tommy to get closer. With a breathy sigh, Tommy nodded, pressing one last kiss to Nikki's plump lips.

"Yeah."