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Shopping Trip with Ziggy [for ziggyplaysguitar]

It had been a few days since Gilly and Ziggy had discussed going on a girly shopping trip together. The discussion back at the pub after the audition had really opened up the young drummer's mind to their singer and he realised that Ziggy was more similar to him in many ways. Back in the hotel now, Gilly had just come out of the bathroom after getting changed as he nearly bumped into Mick, who had been drinking heavily with Weird. Both men were drunk and it showed.

"Here's Gilly! Putting your dress on for going out are we, tarty?"

That earned the guitarist a slap to the chest from the drummer as Weird pulled Mick away from Gilly and shoved a full glass of gin in his hand. Sitting down next to their bassist, Mick winked at the drummer and was well and truly drunk. Gilly stuck a middle finger up at Mick and then stuck his tongue out after. It was all fun and games really. The band had bonded well over the past week and now it was Gilly's turn to spend some time with their singer. Where was Ziggy?

"Look after him won't you, Weird. Ronno is so fucking drunk he might piss his pants."

Mick looked up and laughed at that, shaking his head and drinking some gin. Gilly couldn't help but glance over at Mick and sigh inwardly. The man was very handsome but he could be such a stupid idiot at times. Such an oafish man. Yet, the drummer liked hot boys and Mick was one of them. It was his little secret crush.

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Mick nearly froze solid when Ziggy slipped an arm around his back pulling him close. That hand in his hair felt so right and was the singer cold? His fingers felt cool against the guitarist's scalp but so good. Mick fought hard not to go further and actually kiss the singer on the cheek because surely the other lads would see that and think something was up.

Fuck.

Was he a boy or a girl? Or both? Mick still didn't know for sure and nor did Weird or Gilly. Most just going with a bloke who was feminine looking. The Brit slowly found himself nuzzling into Ziggy's neck without realising it, just wanting the world to fade away for a few seconds while he enjoyed this closeness. He was in love. No doubt about it.

"Oh---sorry, mate I---just getting a bit close, like. Uh---you smell really good. Nice perfume you've got on."

Mick now blushing hard, noticing both Weird and Gilly staring at the two. Oh god. The blond's fingers tracing over the singer's arm just slowly. This was all innocent of course.

Ziggy felt the tornado of emotions coming off of Mick and it swirled up with his own to the point that his mind ground to a halt. It took a moment for the singer to pull away.

"We're family. I don't mind if we hug." Ziggy sort of blurted it out to cover for the worry he felt from Mick. He knew, or suspected why when he saw the other two staring. "Lady Dior is what I wear usually."

He figured Mick connected it to women he'd been with. Now Ziggy was feeling self conscious and trying not to let his negative self talk panic him.

"Family--yeah."

Mick just swallowed his tongue a little as Ziggy pulled away. The scent of the perfume was enticing though and the blond couldn't help but want to smell more of it. The singer was intoxicating to him.

"Lady Dior? It suits you, mate. What do you think, lads?"

Weird nodded. He liked a good perfume when he smelt one. As for Gilly the tarty drummer was still staring a little wide-eyed at Mick, just not knowing what to say because of how tight the guitarist's pants were.

"What should we do now?"

Mick asking and just finding himself staring at Ziggy and wanting those long fingers sliding in his hair once more...

"My father bought it for me." And Ziggy adored the scent of it. There was something even better in knowing that Mick enjoyed the smell.

Ziggy looked from Gilly to where his eyes were straying. Ziggy started to stare too and that question about what they should do caused him to choke.

"I don't know..." Ziggy glanced at Gilly and didn't know what else to do or even say. His heart was pounding in his chest after being in contact with his guitarist.

"Your dad has good taste, mate. I would have bought it for you if---well, yeah."

Mick suddenly felt his throat go dry at his words because they sounded like a boy buying perfume for a sweetheart. Would Gilly and Weird catch on? He hoped not. Fuck. It was so hard not to spill out his feelings regarding their singer and not make it so obvious. Mick's heart was hammering inside his chest.

"How about we all go out somewhere for a drink or we could stay here and order room service?"

The guitarist just couldn't get his feelings off Ziggy. Gilly giggled a little at Mick's words and Weird just shrugged because he knew what was going on here. Of course he did.

"Ronno wants to buy perfume. Do you always buy perfume for your band mates?"

Mick's eyes went a bit wide at Gilly's comment so instead gave the tarty drummer the finger. Of course he would make a comment. The drummer himself had the hots for Mick so perhaps this was a bit of jealousy coming through.

"Room service? I was out most of the day." Which was true. He had been shopping.

Ziggy finally recovered from the previous moments of touch.

"We did just buy him clothes." Ziggy cocked a brow at Gilly because they had both agreed to buy skin tight pants for less than innocent reasons.

"Ok, room service it is."

Weird nodded in agreement because he couldn't really be bothered to get dressed and head out to a fancy restaurant this evening. Gilly and Ziggy had been out all day shopping. That and talking about Ronno and his tight pants. Mick now heading over to the hotel phone by the door, ordering some food that they'd all like.

"Any preferences for food, lads? Ziggy? I'm talking to the woman on the other end to order."

Gilly pulled off his shoes and sat down on his bed, making himself a drink with a bottle of whiskey handed to him from Weird.

"Get me something sugary and something to fill me up."

Weird just staring at Gilly and wondering himself what he'd like. The bassist not really fussy just waved his hand at Mick indicating that he'd eat anything.

Ziggy sat down to take off his boots and give his feet a rest but he was watching Mick closely now.

"Fruit?" Ziggy asked figuring most hotels had some sort of fruit platter.

Ziggy smirked and raised a brow at that fill me up comment but said nothing.

Mick nodded and ordered some fruit over the phone as well as other crunchy snacks and some more bottles of booze. Those were always important. Putting the phone down he came to sit by Ziggy, watching the singer with his intense green eyes.

"How about we do some coke?"

Weird's words cutting through Mick's thoughts and causing him to jolt back into the now because he realised he'd been staring at Ziggy for longer than a few moments. Coke, yes---a good idea from Weird. Gilly drank some of his drink and then scooted towards the edge of the bed.

Ziggy glanced at Mick when he sat beside him. That intense look gave him butterflies.

"There's some on the dresser." Ziggy smiled and was happy to share. The way people were moving around him had his attention but none as much as Mick. He wanted the guitarist to slide closer even if he knew the blonde wouldn't.

Some on the dresser. Mick nodded and stood up trying to act normal in front of the lads when all he could focus on right now was Ziggy. Just the way the singer was looking at him---it gave him feels inside. Weird and Gilly were now moving towards the dresser to take their cut of the coke while Mick turned to stare at Ziggy once more, offering the red head a sheepish smile.

"Ronno? Here's your cut."

Weird's voice now pulling Mick back to the dresser where three lines were drawn out. Gilly inhaling his first, then Weird and finally Mick. Fuck, why did time seem to stand still when he was thinking about Ziggy? Get a grip Ronno! The coke beginning to take effect as Gilly giggled and went to pour himself out a drink. Weird slumped into a chair and began reading the paper. Mick, well, he just sat back next to Ziggy feeling slightly euphoric due to the coke but still all over the place.

"Are you going to do some lines, mate?"

Ziggy watched his bandmate as he set his boots aside and out of the way. When Mick returned he was stretching his legs and wiggling his toes to enjoy the feeling of being without the boots for awhile.

"Not tonight." Ziggy was having enough trouble keeping his emotions quiet without adding cocaine into the mix.

Mick was also having trouble dealing with emotions because Ziggy was right there in the room with him and he was thinking all sorts of things he'd never felt before. Fuck. The blond wanted so badly to kiss the singer; to hold him---to fuck him.

"It's ok, mate. There's plenty of coke to last us through the whole tour."

Weird nodded at Mick's words as he drank his whiskey in quiet. But oh---the bassist's eyes were keen like a hawk's and he noticed the way Mick was staring at Ziggy. There was something there. Gilly, had no clue and just drank while reading fashion magazines sprawled out over his bed.

"Maybe we should all get an early night, eh?"

Mick didn't know what else to do so maybe sleeping would be the best thing right now to ease the knot in his stomach. Gilly looked up and giggled, still high from the coke.

"We've just taken coke. I can't sleep high as a fucking kite. Silly, Ronno."

"We should take advantage of an early night when we can." Ziggy thought it would be a good idea for the humans around him. Sometimes the tour was grueling, even on his stamina.

"Tart." Ziggy called out and turned to tickle Gilly and burn off some of that energy he had from the coke.

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