full moons & minor keys (epilogue)

[behindthec]

Title: Full Moons and Minor Keys (epilogue)
Author: lolab
Pairing: William Beckett/Gabe Saporta
Rating: R. ish.
Summary: It’s a freaking epilogue, okay. :P
Disclaimer: Pete Wentz is the lucky boy; I don’t own them.
Warnings: Overwhelming squee factor.
Notes:  Acknowledgments at the end; sequel in a couple months. :)  Love you guys.

Ignore weird formatting issues in this.  LJ is being my nemesis right now.

xposted etc.

 

Previous Chapters:

- Chapter 1 and Chapter 1b

- Chapter 2

- Chapter 3

- Chapter 4

- Chapter 5

- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7

Epilogue.

 

 

The first time it happens, it’s Butcher.

 
I flip open my phone with my free hand, careful not to drop it over the pan of stir-fry I'm nursing on the stove.

"Hello?"
 

“Hey, gorgeous.”

 

My heart skips a beat, despite the fact that we probably talk on the phone about eleven times a day.

 

“Hey, twat-face.  Whatchya wearing?”

 

“Nothing, baby, how ‘bout you?” a distinctly non-William voice coos.

 

“Butcher, get the fuck off the phone!” Bill squeaks.

 

A dirty, triumphant laugh, and a click.

 

I can practically hear the blush in his cheeks, but I know he’s overjoyed that he doesn’t have to hide this relationship from his bandmates (whose highly mature reactions had ranged from “It’s about time” to “You mean you guys weren’t married already?”).

 

“That was awesome,” I grin.  “Where are you, anyway?”

 

“Backstage.  We’ve got two rooms but one phone line.”

 

“Sweet.  How was the show last night?”

 

“Really good.  Would’ve been better with you.”

 

Bastard, always making me melt like butter.

 

“One more month, babe,” I remind him.

 

“Shit, that’s still too long.  Hang on, I’m stripping, it’s a fucking furnace in here.”

 

...Have I mentioned I really, really love my boyfriend?

 

Ahem.  And now back to your regularly scheduled twenty-eight-year-old male narrator.

 

“Okay, I’m back.”

 

“I think  you just gave me a hard-on,” I state very matter-of-factly.

 

“Shit,” he giggles.  “What’re you doing?”  (Beckett phone-speak for “Can you get your pants off?”, I’d learned.)

 

“Makin’ stir-fry.  Burning it, more like.  Shit.”  I reach for a spatula.

 

“Ugh, how dare you eat when we could be having phone sex.”

 

“I know, right?  So I think I lost my bassist, by the way.”

 

“What?!”

 

“For a couple weeks, at least,” I chuckle.  “He and Brendon flitted off to fucking Bermuda.”

 

“Holy shit!”  Bill’s laughing.  “That’s awesome!  ...Did you just say ‘flitted’?”

 

“Shut up!”

 

“Fag.”

 

“I know you are but what am I?”  I smile and poke at a mushroom in the pan.

 

“Oh, I meant to tell you.  I finished my song.”

 

“...Really?  You finally gonna let me hear it?”

 

“Yeah, as soon as you get here.”  He pauses.  “It’s in A flat.”

 

“You already told me that, cielo,” I smile, not unaware of how beautifully easy it had been to start showering him with cheesy Spanish endearments.

 

“I know,” he says.  “But it’s in A flat major.”

 

I sort of freeze up stupidly, spatula in hand and a jar of basil hovering over the pan, phone perched between my ear and shoulder.  And as I stand here in my kitchen at nine in the afternoon, William’s voice in one ear and the distant lull of New York City in the other, I can’t remember the last time my face began to hurt from smiling so long.

 

 

 

fin.

 

 _______________________________________

 

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

 

 

Muchas gracias...

 

- To my cielo, Keri, who thinks Bden smells like strawberries and looks like a tropical bird and that Gabe is a Keebler Elf.  Thank you for loving me, for buying recordable CDs the exact color of Gabe’s hoodie, and for DrunkenGayPorn!Fridays.  <3 always.

 

- To my boss, Chase, who insisted I name a character after her, and for making workdays awesome.

 

- To Bilvy and Gabanti, for getting drunk enough for me to have the LJ icon of epic win.  And for so much more.

 

- To my carpal tunnel syndrome, for teaching me how to write on paper and still make it good.

 

- To everyone who bought me off with porn and thus made my life beautiful. :)

 

- To Becca, my original slash partner, for her love of P!ATD, for letting me convert her to emo-ism, for being terrified of Pete Wentz, and for believing William and I deserve each other in life due to our both being so “redonk.”

 

 - To Ess (conquer_minds), my LJ wife, for so many things, not the least of which being “Survivor: Decaydance,” the most brilliant creation, quite possibly, in the history of the known world. <3

 

- To Maud B., one of the most beautiful souls I’ve met in years.

 

- Last but far from least, to my supergroup, Rebecca, Izzy, Kendra, and Sophie, a.k.a. The Clandestine Collective.  For jizzing on tomorrow’s report, for making my pants go wow, for our mascot, dance floor frottage, wanking off at 10 in the morning, the List of Unspeakables, spam icons, our six thousand slogans and everything else, and for generally just being the best internet friends I’ve had in ages and the most delightful bunch of writers I’ve ever had the privilege to work with.  WATCH OUT FOR US, BANDOM.  WE COME BEARING SLASH.

<3 to all.

 

Comments

[conquer-minds.livejournal.com]

SQUEE! I FUCKING LOVE YOU.

In other news, SURVIVOR: DECAYDANCE WILL FUCKING WIN.

We'll be millionaires, I tell you. THINK OF ALL OF THE FANGIRLS AND FANBOYS THAT WILL LOVE IT.

♥ This is adorable. ily.

[conquer-minds.livejournal.com]

YES I GOT FIRST COMMENT FOR ONCE, I B FEELIN LIKE A GREAT WIFE NAO.[/obnoxious]

[saykendrawithme.livejournal.com]

YES! you posted it! fdjsklfjdsljf every time i read it i go to mush. cause AWWWWWWW the meaning behind everything! the spanish endearments! the phone sex! the bandmates! OMG, Colin, kill me with YOUR SKILL AND FLUFF.

I LOVE YOU SO MUCH.

also. AWESOMEST DEDICATION EVER. you made my stomach all warm and fuzzy. ^__^ I KNEW WRITING PORN FOR YOU WOULD BE THE BEGINNING OF A BEAUTIFUL THING. <33333

[ourgossip-lips.livejournal.com]

Wanking off at 10 in the morning. AMEN, BB. AMEN,

You know I love this.
The whole thing, I loved it all.
And I'm so glad we got to where we are.
Just think, if you hadn't seduced me into saying dirty things to you in Spanish, I wouldn't even be part of the Clan =']
It's a beautiful thing.
We are a beautiful thing.
THIS FIC IS A BEAUTIFUL THING.

The sequel? ...Not to much =P
KIDDING KIDDING KIDDING.
You know what I mean, bb.
<3333333333333333333333333333 (and so on)

[bunniesontoast.livejournal.com]

Ugh...the epilogues epic-ness just about killed me.
None in the afernoon reference? I freaking love you ^_^
Must wait patiently for sequel, but it might be a hard thing to do (yeah, yeah, innuendo-y), but I have no patience whatsoever, so...*is going to spend every day whining to friends about how she cannoy wait for slashy-ness*

[roughupyourego.livejournal.com]

ohhhhh my goodness.
you were right.
i do love it.
“I know,” he says. “But it’s in A flat major.”
AHHHHHHHHH.
being a music whore myself, i pretty much melted at that.
oh my.
so, will you marry me?
even though you've probably been asked that a thousand times.
i'm a little speechless right now.

[wish-waster.livejournal.com]

jufdf so adorable.
this whole story was pretty much just made of amazing.

[lolab.livejournal.com]

bahaha. *gives you first comment sex* screw cookies. :P

and yes, GOD, WE WILL BE MILLIONAIRES AND OMFG EVERYONE IN DECAYDANCE WILL BE SEXING EACH OTHER TO HELL AND BACK AND P97as#()$*&()s#&*%$()#

[audrey1nd.livejournal.com]

I really liked this ending. Very cute! Looking forward to more fics from you!

[conquer-minds.livejournal.com]

Cookies are SO uh, a few months ago. xDD ♥

NRRRRGH. I SHALL WRITE YOU SOME SURVIVOR: DECAYDANCE FIC ONE DAY, BB, I PROMISE. JASON/WILLIAM IS ALL THE RAGE NAO I HEAR. ;DDD

[faechan.livejournal.com]

“Shit, that’s still too long. Hang on, I’m stripping, it’s a fucking furnace in here.”

...Have I mentioned I really, really love my boyfriend?

Ahem. And now back to your regularly scheduled twenty-eight-year-old male narrator.

<3333333333333333333333333!

This is the PERFECT ending.
And I officially love it.
Thank you for this wonderful work and for increasing my love for these boys and making it reach embarassing levels <3

(AND OMFG I JUST READ THIS (http://community.livejournal.com/clan_collective/979.html) AND xDDDDDDDDDD May I say you girls are made of totally win? I can't wait to read whatever you're writing <3 *fangirls you* AND NOW I'LL SINGING IT NONSTOP. Would you mind me pimping it on my journal? 'Cause really, above the personal references, the chorus is something every single Bill fan should know BY HEART xD)

[lolab.livejournal.com]

OMFG IF YOU WRITE ME JASON/WILLIAM HIGH SCHOOL FIC I WILL MARRY YOU ALL OVER AGAIN. PLS PLS PLS PLS PLS

[lolab.livejournal.com]

P#*$P*#U$(*#$U. the REAL beautiful thing here, love, for me, is seeing all your gorgeous clancol icons dancing across my comments board. :DDDDDDDDD ILY SO MUCH TOO. *pounces*

[conquer-minds.livejournal.com]

IT WILL BE DONE, JUST BECAUSE I LOVE YOU SO SO SO MUCH, BB. HOWEVER YOU MAY HAVE TO BE *~PATIENT 'CAUSE WORK AND PIANO IS GETTING ME ALL BOGGLED DOWN. DDD:

♥

[lolab.livejournal.com]

WANKING OFF AT 10AM IS OFFICIALLY THE COLECCA BONDING RITUAL. :DDDDDDDDDD

we really are a beautiful thing. god. YAY. :D *big slashy hugs* i love you so much.

OMFG I HATE THE SEQUEL. :P it really is ugly and dirty and GAH, but, hot infidelity sex ftw. :P

[saykendrawithme.livejournal.com]

OMG I KNOW
i'm SO getting down to 13DF business RIGHT NOW because all of us posting shit on the same day makes me ZOMG EXCITED to ACTUALLY get our whole clancol thing out.
:DDDDDD

[ourgossip-lips.livejournal.com]

UNF UNF YEAH.

-big slashy hugs right back-
I love you <333333

It is, indeed, dirty. Ugly? Never. You are a beautiful writer. And you know it.

SOOOOOOOOOOOOO CLAN COLL STUFF. WE ARE SO EPIC.
...Only I need more inspiring for Build God.
I emailed you back (twice, UNF UNF) so when you write back, INSPIRE ME.
TURN ME ON.
GET ME EXCITED.
Do something to make me want to continue the epic sex.

LOVELOVELOVE <33333333

[lolab.livejournal.com]

YAY YOU GOT THE NITA REF, FINALLY SOMEONE MENTIONED IT. :DDDDDDDDD

hehe... the sequel will come (ahem) in time. ;)

[lolab.livejournal.com]

SQUEEEEEEE MUSIC WHORE. :D

yeah. i'll marry you. ;) i'm married in every other conceivable way, but what the hell.

[lolab.livejournal.com]

awwww, thank you dear. :)

[lolab.livejournal.com]

yay! thank you! :)

[lolab.livejournal.com]

i am so glad you enjoyed! YAY!! i did try to make it a good ending. :)

OMFG YES, PIMP AWAY. THE CLANCOL IS ALL ABOUT SHAMELESS SELF PROMOTION. :DDDDDD

srsly, join the comm and get everyone else to as well. we shall be posting some awesomeness in the not so distant future. :)

[roughupyourego.livejournal.com]

can you be my music whore hubby?
that would be the sweetest thing ever.

[lolab.livejournal.com]

P#O*$(P#*U)(#U($)#$ NO! want NAO!!!!!!! :P at least, at least, start it for me? email me a tiny bit? *puppy eyes*

[lolab.livejournal.com]

YAY!!!!!! IFKR??!!?!?!!?!! P(#*$&)(#*$& and apparently we already have people fangirling us, if you read some of my other comments. :D