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Title: Sugar Sweet
Fandom: Shevine RPF (don’t judge me)
Pairing: Adam Levine/Blake Shelton
Word Count: 704
Summary: It suddenly occurs to Blake that Adam’s writing their love life into his songs.
Author’s Note: Written for this prompt here.  Not my usual kind of fic, but I couldn’t help myself.  Haldoor, you might get a laugh out of this, too.   And now I’m craving red velvet cake…  Edit: I'm only slightly ashamed at the fact I already had both Adam and Blake tags.  HAH.

It was odd how you could listen to a song over and over to the point where you knew every freaking word and yet, have no real idea of what the lyrics actually were.  He flicked his eyes down the line of obnoxious red pleather chairs and smiled.  Adam was jamming out to the performance of his own song, although Blake thought the kid had nothing on the man sitting three chairs down from him.

He caught Pharrell giving him an odd look so he forced his attention back onto the stage.  The barely eighteen year old kid was strutting around, putting forth an air of being way more confident than he was.  Blake knew the feeling.  Adam inspired that sort of insecurity in him sometimes.

I don't wanna be needing your love
I just wanna be deep in your love

The words rattled around in Blake’s brain, distracting him from what he was supposed to be doing.  Which, he reminded himself, was listening to this performance and critiquing it with his usual witty banter combined with helpful suggestions. It was something he was good at, even Levine down there had to admit t it, but today, Blake couldn’t focus.  It was beginning to piss him off.

Blake sipped his ice water and wished there was some Bacardi mixed into it.  The rum was dark enough he could pass it off as tea.  Maybe.  Eh, he had to be honest, he didn’t care what anyone thought.  All he wanted right now was a drink.  That ws something else Adam did to him – made him want all the things he knew were bad for him.

What really confused Blake, however, was how he’d never put two and freaking two together before now.  Because seriously, could Adam had been any less subtle?  Blake knew he had no tact and even less talent for subtlety, but he figured even his drunk ass could have been less obvious than this song.

Again, he was kicking himself for never catching on before now.  It’s not like Adam didn’t ask for a little sugar every time they were alone for more than four seconds.  “Such an idiot,” Blake muttered, not sure if he meant himself or Adam.

I want your red velvet,
I want your sugar sweet…

He looked down the line of coaches again.  This time, Adam was looking back.  Those soulful eyes primed and waiting for Blake to catch them with his own.  Caught at his own game, Blake shook his head and grinned at the dark haired god at the other end of the stage, unable to break the gaze they held.

“Don't let nobody touch it” Adam lip synched with the contestant’s words, eyes locked on to Blake’s.  “Unless that somebody's me.”

Blake felt his gut tighten and his body respond.  “Bitch,” he mouthed back, unable to form the words he really wanted to say.

“Baby,” Adam returned, a wink punctuating the pet name.

“I hate you,” Blake replied, not really meaning it.

“You love me,” Adam dared.

“Yes, I freaking do,” Blake said, forgetting there was a performance going on and that others could hear him. He was lucky in that he had no shame.

Adam’s cheeks flushed red, forcing him to break their eternal gaze.  Blake stared at him for another long moment before making himself watch the final few seconds of the performance, praying he had something intelligent to say when Carson came around to him.  Just one more after this, he reminded himself.

Blake’s phone buzzed in his pocket.  Pulling it out, he grinned at the text.

So you really do love me, cowboy? 

Always have, always will, punk, he texted back.

Good.  Meet me at the usual spot when we’re done?

Took him long enough, Blake thought.  You better believe it.

Carson was asking Adam for his opinion of the performance and as per usual, Adam was gushing like only he could.  Blake couldn’t wait until that sweet mouth was turned on him, spewing all the things he swore he hated and secretly loved.  Neither could say they made any sense together, but Blake would be damned if it didn’t work.  In the end, that was all he had hoped for.

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Date: 2015-08-03 11:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
No shame, love :)

Absolutely LOVE this as you already know! <3

You've captured them both so well and I um... I really hope to read more Shevine from you at some point? ;)

I DID leave a couple other Shevine prompts on the comment_fic post ;) hehe

ETA: OMG that GIF didn't load at first for me but NOW IT DID AND OMG <3 <3 <3


They are simply too adorable for words.
Edited Date: 2015-08-03 11:14 pm (UTC)

Date: 2015-08-03 11:52 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]

Yay again!

Thank you! And geez... after the last couple comments you left on the comm, I'm really thinking about it.

I SAW. (And I saved them, too!)

HAHAHAHA... it's one of my very favorite gifs ever. Blake looks like the Jolly Green Giant carrying his princess or something. :D


Date: 2015-08-03 11:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Hahah! OMG, you didn't. (but I love you more for it ;)

I absolutely loved this line, by the way ...

That was something else Adam did to him – made him want all the things he knew were bad for him.

That could sum up a lot of things in life, couldn't it?


Date: 2015-08-03 11:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Hah! OMG, I know. I almost never, ever write this kind of thing but the prompt was too good to pass up. <3

Yay, thank you! And seeing as I caved and had a donut this morning... yeah, I'm kinda livin it. :D

Date: 2015-08-04 10:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]

Date: 2015-08-04 05:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]

I had no idea if you'd even read something like this, but I'M THRILLED YOU LIKED. ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥

Date: 2015-08-05 10:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Oh yeah, I'm all over the RPF. No problems here. I look at it like this: I don't know the real people in question, so for me it's like giving them an acting role; I don't expect that we (as writers) will know their character in any true sense, so we're just doing what we do with characters from TV shows and writing them how we see them; we don't expect our stories to be taken as a real representation of them, and IT's SO MUCH FUN! ;-)

Date: 2015-08-05 10:15 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Hiya. :) Hope I'm not being rude to butt in on this conversation a little, but I was so thrilled when asphaltcowgrrl filled my prompt, I'm brand new into the fandom for this pairing, and have like no one else on my flist who's into it... would you be cool with being LJ friends? :)

Date: 2015-08-05 10:42 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
I'd be absolutely happy to be friends with you! I'm pretty new to the pairing myself, but they are so adorable, I cannot help but be swayed to ship them! I can't promise I'll talk about them a lot, but hey, if you and Amy write about them at any stage, I will read! ;-)

Date: 2015-08-05 05:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
It's funny because I was just about to say that you were a nice person and always open to new friends and then I see this. YAY!

Hahaha... there might be a lot of babble about all things Shevine as we get ready for the new season so um, stay tuned? :D

Date: 2015-08-10 08:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
:D I can pretty much guarantee I'll stay tuned!

Date: 2015-08-10 03:05 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
YES! I can't wait. :D

Date: 2015-08-05 05:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Score! And I love your take on this. It makes it feel less weird to me when you lay it all out like that. And you're right... IT IS SO MUCH FUN!


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