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Axl downed another shot, back at his house in Malibu. He'd been back a week now, but the depression hadn't lessened. Despite his family's effort, he couldn't get over this. Honestly, he didn't want to. He felt like he'd lost the best thing that had ever happened to him and that trying to move on would be some sort of betrayal, even though Dj was the one who'd wronged him. Just thinking of it brought up the sting of jealousy and hurt. How could he do this, I loved him so much, he thought. He poured back another shot, the only thing that could quell his pain, if temporarily. He suddenly felt something soft rub against his leg. He looked down to see one of his cats, probably sensing his pain. He smiled weakly and pet his head, letting him jump into his lap. As much as he tried, he couldn't stop thinking about Dj and it was killing him. The moonlight shone around him and the coffee table he was sitting at. Still lost in thought, he looked over at his phone.

Maybe I should call him, just to hear his voice, maybe try to fix this.

What am I thinking? He's the one who fucked up.

I should call him though, just to clear the air. We are in a band together, after all.

But if I call him now, I'll sound desperate.

Fuck it, I have to call him.

Just as he was reaching for his phone, there was a knock at the door. Snapped out of his thoughts, he sighed and begrudgingly went to answer it. He was astonished to see the person on the other side.

“Dj?” The guitarist smiled a little, happy just to see Axl.

“What are you doing here?” Axl said, stunned. He wanted to be mad, but he was really just happy to see him again.

“I broke up with her.”

“What?” Axl felt his heart skip a beat.

“I broke up with her because I realized I love you more. I missed you so much over these past few weeks, I couldn't get you out of my head. That's when I knew, I knew how much I loved you. I'm so sorry I hurt you.”

Axl couldn't breathe. He couldn't believe this was happening. He thought it was a dream, it had to be. He reached out and touched Dj's arm, to make sure he was really there, but quickly pulled back.

“You came here because you want me back?” Dj mouthed a yes.

“Dj, I've missed you so much, but,” Axl paused; the younger man's eyes had lit up with hope but he now felt his heart sink a little, “...you broke my fucking heart.” Dj looked down, but immediately lifted his eyes to meet the singer's emeralds. He searched Axl's face for a sign of forgiveness.

“I never stopped loving you, though, and I still want to be with you. You just have to promise me one thing. I need you to be mine, and only mine.”

“I am yours, only yours, and you're mine too. If you'll have me.” There was a tinge of desperation in his voice but determination on his face.

Axl knew he was telling the truth, he could feel it. After hearing his words, and gazing into his ice blue eyes, he brought their faces closer and pressed their lips together.

Axl wrapped his arms around the younger man and pulled him in the door. They could finally release all the pent up feelings they'd had for each other. Dj kicked the door shut behind them as their kiss got more heated and intense. Tongues battling for control, hands groping, reaching under their shirts. They broke for air in the hallway.

“So are we back together?” Dj asked, panting.

“Yes”, Axl said with a smile.

“Y'know, we should make it official.” Dj said with a wicked grin.

Axl returned the look, grabbed Dj's hand and ran upstairs with him. As soon as they got to the top of the stairs they started taking articles of clothing off; shoes, jackets, shirts. They finally got to Axl's bed, naked. Axl stared at Dj's body for a second, taking in all his beauty. Their mouths rejoined in a passionate, unrelenting kiss fueled by yearning and their growing lust. Soon they were touching, loving each other; they spent the night consumed with passion for one another.


Dj woke the next morning by a beam of sunlight in his face. Smiling, he smelled Axl's cologne, but rolled over to find the bed empty. He threw on his jeans and sleepily walked downstairs to the kitchen. He smiled when he found Axl there, waiting for him with a cup of coffee.

“Mornin' babe.” Axl said, handing him the cup.

“Good morning. How'd you sleep?”

“Better than I have in a while.” Axl replied. Dj leaned over and gave him a gentle kiss. Axl put his hand on his lover's cheek and stroked it with his thumb. Dj then placed a kiss on his nose, prompting a giggle from the older man. He stepped back and took a sip of his coffee, before noticing the contemplative look on Axl's face.

“What's on your mind?”

“I was just thinking about...how are we going to do this? Considering we live in different states now.”

“We could skype everyday, see each other on weekends or whenever we can. We're going to be in Vegas for a whole month soon anyway, we can figure out something else after then.”

Axl contemplated the idea for a second, before agreeing.

“I hope you plan on staying the weekend, though”, Axl said deviously.

“Of course”, Dj replied and leaned over to kiss the singer. Axl went around the island and wrapped his arms around Dj's waist. He pressed their foreheads together.

“I should probably take a shower.”

“Mind if I join?” Dj said. They shared a laugh and ran off to the master bathroom.