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AI Snapshot Prompt: Abduction

Title: While My Guitar Gently Weeps
Rating: R
Pairing: Kris/Adam
Word count: 1,018
Prompt: Abduction
Warning: Prologue to a longer story (possibly)

I look at you all see the love there that’s sleeping
While my guitar gently weeps.


Hollywood, California. 2014.

“It must be strange, to be pitted against Kris Allen again after all this time.”

He flashes a bright grin, but has to make a conscious effort not to roll his eyes. It’s the fifteenth time he’s been asked about this since he stepped foot on the red carpet tonight.

There are three other artists in the Record of the Year category, yet all anyone can seem to focus on is Adam versus Kris, Part II.

“It’s not strange at all,” Adam says smoothly, “and just like five years ago, I know we’re both pulling for each other. Kris made an amazing record, and he deserves this just as much as anyone.”

The journalist seems only partially mollified, but Adam doesn’t know what she was expecting. Adam and Kris have both been spouting the same sentiment since the day the nominations were announced. If she was expecting him to say something rude about Kris, then she clearly doesn’t know him.

Adam walks away from the woman, and turns to Sarah, his long-suffering publicist.

“I wonder how many times Kris has had to answer this question tonight?” he chuckles.

Sarah looks at him strangely, but doesn’t reply.


By the time Adam makes his way down the red carpet, he’s dangerously close to missing the opening number. He doesn’t have time to seek out Kris to wish him luck, but he holds out hope that he’ll have a chance during one of the many commercial breaks.

In any case, he’s looking forward to seeing Kris perform tonight. He hasn’t seen Kris perform in...years. Their relationship has dwindled to texts and occasional phone calls, with a lunch or dinner interspersed when busy schedules allow for it. It’s a comfortable relationship, and it works for them. They aren’t the close friends that they were five years ago, but they are no means strangers. Adam was thrilled to discover they’d both been nominated, if for nothing else than because it meant they’d be in the same room together for longer than an hour.

He settles in his seat, and watches Lady Gaga (literally) swing from the rafters in a neon green body stocking that frankly, only she could pull off. His eyes scan the seats around him, in hopes of finding out where Kris is sitting, so that he can try to grab a quick hello during a break. He can’t see him anywhere, but the room is enormous; perhaps they sat him on the other side of the room?

The ceremony runs long, as they always do, and before Adam knows it, their category is being announced. Adam finds it odd that Kris hasn’t performed yet. Adam had looked for him backstage before and after his own performance, and inquiries into his whereabouts were met with what could only be described as a strained look from the Stage Manager. As Taylor Swift reads through the list of nominees, Adam can’t help thinking that he wants Kris to win, simply so he can actually see him tonight.

Kris doesn’t win. Neither does Adam. He is an hour into the first after party when he discovers that Kris hadn’t even shown up.

~::~

Detroit, Michigan. September 18, 2009.

”Kris. Stop.”

“Adam, I-” Kris is looking up at him, eyes wide, pupils blown. He’s panting, and rubbing up against Adam in jerky, desperate bursts. Adam places his hands on Kris’s shoulders, and pushes him back and away.

“I know, okay? I do. But you can’t do this. I...I can’t be the person you use to figure yourself out. To destroy yourself with.”

“I just...Adam...
please.”

“You need to go home. You need to go home to your wife. Build your career, be happy.”

“But-”

“I’ll always be here for you, baby. But...not like this.”

“I love you.”

Adam kisses Kris’s forehead gently.

“I love you too.”


~::~

2014.

“A home visit. This can’t be good,” Adam opens the door to allow Sarah into the house.

“Did you get some sleep?” Sarah asks, as she walks through Adam’s entry way and into the kitchen. She settles at the kitchen table, and pulls her iPad out of her bag.

“Yes Mom,” Adam smiles. He realizes, as he glances at the clock on the microwave, that he’s managed to sleep away most of the day.

“Glad one of us did,” Sarah mutters as she taps away on her tablet.

“So what’s up?” Adam sits in a chair across from Sarah and folds his hands in front of him.

“When was the last time you spoke to Kris?”

“Um,” Adam thinks for several seconds, “I think two days ago? I texted him yesterday morning, but I never heard back.”

“Was he...acting strange at all?” Sarah asks sternly. Her tone, and the way she’s looking at him is disconcerting. Adam feels his stomach drop.

“No...he...we just talked about our performances, and the stupid made up rivalry the media had started up again. Usual stuff. What’s going on?”

“No one, not even his management, has been able to get a hold of him. Lizzie went to his hotel room to pick him up last night, and he wasn’t there. She called his phone, only to discover that his phone was in the room. His tux was laid out on the bed. His wallet, keys, guitar...everything was in the room. It’s like he just...vanished.”

“I...I don’t understand. Where is he?” Adam shakes his head. He feels his chest tighten, and his hands twist into tight fists in front of him.

“That’s what I’m trying to tell you, Adam. He’s gone.”


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Comments

( 5 comments — Leave a comment )
revontulet_iam
Sep. 25th, 2011 10:21 am (UTC)
This is such an awesome start. I love it already. What happened to Kris, though?
Looking forward to the next part :)
casey270
Sep. 26th, 2011 01:45 pm (UTC)
this is an amazing start. i do hope you continue it
kira_dark_wing
Sep. 26th, 2011 05:40 pm (UTC)
*flails* OMG! WHERE'S KRIS??????????
robin1961
Sep. 27th, 2011 03:29 am (UTC)
HOOKED !!! NEED MORE !! great start !!!!
catalm
Oct. 17th, 2011 06:02 pm (UTC)
AKEMI!!! YOU CAN'T CAN JUST MAKE KRIS DISAPPEAR LIKE THAT, DON'T LEAVE ME THIS WAY. ADAM NEEDS TO FIND HIM!
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