Jaime chuckled to himself as he watched Tony running through their RV looking for his new Star Wars shirt. He was yelling about really wanting to wear it for the show tonight, saying that he wouldn’t perform without. Sometimes Jaime wondered if his band mate was secretly female.

“Dammit!” Tony yelled, throwing his clothes onto the floor behind him. “Where the hell is my shirt!”

“Dude, calm down,” Vic tried to reason with him. “Just wear something else. We’ll find your shirt later.”

Tony glared at the smaller man. “You don’t understand!” Tony yelled. “My mom sent that to me. She wanted to seem me wear it at our home show!”

“She’ll understand,” Vic said. “It’s not like she’ll love you any less.”

Tony shot daggers at Vic with his eyes, causing Vic to back away. Then Tony returned to destroying their RV for his shirt.

Jaime couldn’t help himself. He doubled over, laughing as hard as he could. Before he could regain his composure, Tony pushed him back against the wall, getting up in Jaime’s face. “Where is my shirt,” he growled.

Jaime’s grin got even wider than it already was. “I don’t know.”

“Stop lying!” Tony yelled.

”You stop lying!” Jaime yelled back.

“That doesn’t even make sense,” Tony glared at Jaime. He then turned to Jaime’s bunk and started searching his through his things.

“Stop that!” Jaime yelled, pulling Tony from his bunk. “It’s not there!”

“Where did you put it then?” Tony asked.

“No where!” Jaime lied.

Tony’s eyes fell from Jaime’s face to his body. Under the hem of his t-shirt, Tony saw another shirt poking out. Jaime didn’t exactly wear layers of shirts, especially when he was wearing a t-shirt.

Jaime watched as Tony lunged for him, reaching for his shirt. Damn, he figured it out already! Jaime thought. As soon as Tony’s fist clenched around his shirt, Jaime twisted away, breaking free. He looked at Tony and waved his hand in Tony’s face, saying, “These are not the shirts you’re looking for.”

Tony tackled Jaime to the floor. He straddled Jaime’s lower torso and swiftly yanked the top shirt. “I knew it!” Tony yelled upon seeing his shirt on Jaime.

Jaime just laid here laughing. He momentarily thought of resisting Tony but Tony was pissed enough. So he just let the guitarist pull the shirt from over his head. Then he felt Tony get off his chest. He held his head up, looking at Tony as we walked back to his bunk to start putting his things back together. Jaime started laughing even more.

Tony glared at the now shirtless Jaime. “You’re an ass,” he spat.

Jaime stood up, his laughter calming down. “I might be,” he agreed, but you have to admit that was funny.”

“It was not!” Tony protested.

“Yes it was,” Mike defended Jaime, also laughing.

Tony just gave them sullen glares and neatly put his things away. He wasn’t as upset about the stunt Jaime pulled as he was acting. Because of it, Jaime was now hanging around shirtless. And his own shirt would have his scent. Not to mention that he did get to get on top of Jaime, although that was out of anger. He really wished that he lingered there a little longer to take a moment to capture the image in his head. It wasn’t something he’d probably get to relive again.

Tony pushed his lust out of his mind. Just because he has accepted his longing for Jaime doesn’t mean was okay with it. What was okay with wanting to fuck your bestfriend? Especially when they weren’t even a part of the gender that both of you weren’t attracted to?

Tony just decided to think about the next few days. Since they were finally in their hometown, the band was getting a week off to rest. That was a week without Jaime haunting him, teasing him with just by being there. He wouldn’t have to hide anything. He wouldn’t have to pretend.

Yeah, Tony was definitely looking forward to the next week.

Notes

Just a little spoiler, Tony's week isn't going to be as nice as he thinks ;)
and omg, Jaime is sooo bad. He needs to stop teasing Tony.
Heuhehehehehehe. I'm going to write more about Jaime being bad ;)