Rehearsal and a Date (fanfic)

[vinniguitar1]

Admin said I could post fanfic. So here goes, a short Bruce x Eric fluff.





Bruce had always admired Eric.
He was so energetic and full of life, and no one could hate the guy.

He was a prankster, a good kid, and just a great person to have around.

Bruce had to admit, he'd developed a crush on Eric.

He invited the Fox over to the rehearsing studio, to practice and work on the songs that they were working on together because he knew no one else would be there on a Sunday.

Eric said yes and told Bruce he'd be over in a few.

The doors of the studio creaked open and the pit pat sound of Eric's white converse sneakers echoed through the hallway.

The fluffy haired prankster peeked into the room where Bruce sat, and then with a grin he tiptoed up behind him.

Grabbing Bruce's waist he shouted, "AH!!"
Bruce nearly fell off the stool, whipping around and gasping.

"Jesus Christ, Eric! I almost pissed myself!"

Eric erupted into laughter, "Oh, your face! "

Bruce shook his head, running his fingers through his hair and sighing. "Ha, ha, joke's on me. Mark my words I will get revenge."

Eric let out a "pfff" before erupting into laughter again.

Bruce smiled at him, he was so adorable, and his laugh was infectious. He reached over and shoved Eric a bit, and the fox lost balance, tumbling over.

Bruce dove off the stool and onto Eric, tickling him and pretending to eat his hair.
Eric cursed and giggled and screamed under him, slapping and squirming.

"Noooooo stop iiiit!" He cried, "you dickwad! "

"I'm going to make you paaay!" Bruce teased, digging his fingers into Eric's sides and enjoying his futile attempts at escape.

After a moment they just laid there, Bruce on top of Eric, panting lightly.
Their eyes met, and something passed between them.

Bruce chewed his lip as he stared into Eric's eyes, not knowing what to do next.

He didn't have to do anything.

Eric blinked a few times, before turning a pretty shade of red and reaching his arms up to wrap them around Bruce's neck.

He closed his eyes tightly and leaned up, pressing his lips against Bruce's, and the man atop him froze for a moment, not expecting this at all, before relaxing and kissing him back.

Eric's lips were soft and tasted like the carmex lip balm he always covered them in, and Bruce decided he liked the taste.

From now on, if ever Bruce tasted, smelt or saw carmex lip balm, he would associate it with Eric. He liked that.

He forced Eric's head down gently with his own, kissing him a bit harder.

Eric blushed again and slid his hand up into Bruce's hair.

A moment later they pulled apart, out of breath.

Bruce felt an impish grin slide onto his face, and he looked down at Eric.

"So...will you go on a date with me...?

[Streetbeat]

Nice story, keep em coming, Gene w/Vinnie story was similar but that was back in 82.
Thanks for posting!

[vinniguitar1]

Nice story, keep em coming, Gene w/Vinnie story was similar but that was back in 82.
Thanks for posting!

Oh good god. I just can't post the Vinnie one I just cant

[Streetbeat]

just do it, nothing to fear

[vinniguitar1]

just do it, nothing to fear

No. If Vinnie ever sees that shit....