The One I Love

Important A/N:The story has been continued. It is nearly a year old! Let's keep going strong. ^_^

Holding back tears, Ville motioned for Bam to follow him down the next aisle. Bam followed Ville with a confused look on his face. He decided that for now, he shouldn't say anything. But it would be a different story once they got back to the apartment. He noticed Ville's hands shaking and he couldn't figure out why. He was completely in the dark as to what happened to Ville or why all this was going on.

Ville looked over at Bam, who seemed to be studying a box of cereal intently. But Ville could tell that his friend was lost deep in his thoughts. Sighing, Ville grabbed the box and poked Bam in the arm.

"Cereal isn't really that interesting, is it?"

"Um, sure it is. I was reading the ingredients."

Ville shook his head and began to walk towards the checkout counter. "Like you can read them."

Bam grabbed the box from Ville. "Oh yeah...they are all in Finnish."

Ville couldn't help himself and he started laughing. Bam just smiled. He loved Ville's laugh. It was so unique...Ville was so unique. No one could ever be like him. No one else in the world could ever be Ville Valo...

"Bam...hello? Earth to Bam Margera..."

"Uh, what?" Bam saw Ville holding a bag out to him. "Sorry." He took the bag and the pair walked home in almost complete silence.


When they got back to Ville's apartment, Ville put what little food he had bought away as Bam collapsed on the couch.

"Hungry?" Ville looked at Bam from the kitchen a few feet away and smiled. The sunlight shone in the window above the kitchen sink, lighting up Ville's face and beautiful hair. Bam could only stare a few moments before attempting to say something.

"Uh...um...yeah...uh sure."

Ville laughed at Bam's stuttering and turned back to the groceries to get Bam something to eat. Bam looked up at the ceiling and ran a hand through his messy hair.

"Ville, I'll be back in a few. I'm gonna take a shower, alright?"

"Sure, sure."

Bam bounced off into Ville's bathroom in a hurry. God what simply looking at Ville did to him. He needed to remedy this somehow. And a shower was the perfect excuse. He shut the door quickly and locked it and then turned the water on pretty hot. He stripped his clothes off and left them on the floor. He sighed deeply as he finally stood under the stream of warm water. He decided to get the boring stuff out of the way first and grabbed a random bottle off one of the shelves. He studied it before raising an eyebrow. He tried to remember what very little Finnish he knew to figure out what it was. Eventually he found something that he figured out was shampoo and washed his hair quickly. Time to move on to other things...he paused for a moment to take a deep breath and just let the water run over him. Closing his eyes, he thought of Ville's beautiful hair...eyes...face...his gorgeous lips...slowly his hand slipped down his body to his waist. As he ran his hand over his length, he began to think of Ville's smooth chest and thin hips and perfect body. He gasped as he ran his hand over himself. He bit his lip, remembering Ville was in the next room and could probably over hear him through the thin walls of the apartment. Bam rested his hand against the wall for balance as he stroked himself a bit faster, thinking of when he saw Ville lying in bed with nothing on. He bit his lip harder and gasped for air again. His knees began to feel weak and he started to moan softly. He thought of Ville's hands on his body, Ville's deep voice whispering in his ear. Finally, Bam's legs gave out and he fell to his knees on the shower floor. He moaned Ville's name softly and stroked a bit harder, feeling very close to releasing.

"Ville...god..." Bam said, a bit more loudly then he should have as he came. Shuddering with pleasure, Bam sat still where he was for a few moments, trying to catch his breath. And then he could only hope Ville didn't hear him. And of course he didn't know Ville was out in the living room listening to him the whole time. Ville was lying back against the couch, half in shock. His face was crimson red...not to mention he was incredibly turned on by hearing his best friend moan his name. He shook his head softly. God, why should he bother thinking those things about Bam...he could never love anyone...not ever...he was nothing but a...

His thoughts were interrupted by Bam springing out of the bathroom grinning.

"Lunch ready now?"

Ville just nodded and pointed to the table. He couldn't help but smile now because Bam looked so adorable with the beads of water still running down his skin and his hair still wet and sticking to his face.

"Looks great! Thanks, Vil."

"No problem, sweetheart." Ville just smiled and rested his head in his hands to hide the blush on his cheeks. Well as if life wasn't already crazy enough...