Anything That Can Go Wrong

Can't Stop Thinking (A/B/O A/U)

Just so we can be clear. My Wings A/U is a completely different universe. Entirely separate from the Alpha/Beta/Omega A/U. Okay?

The first time Milo sang a song for himself (no back up, no front man, just him, the music, and a microphone) for Just Getting Started it was six months since they'd started playing and he was nervous as all get out.

Zack assured him that if something went wrong, they'd fix it together as they usually did. Milo countered by listing all the things that could go wrong.

"And what if my Heat hits early?" Milo asked, gripping his hair.

"We'll reschedule," Zack replied.

"What if the judges table gets hit with a wrecking ball?"

"We'll move the wrecking ball and wait until we're sure no one was hurt, then we'll keep going."

"But what if-!" Soft lips stopped him from continuing that particular train of thought.

Zack pulled back with a smile as he took Milo's hands in his. "We've got it covered, Milo. Don't worry," he assured the younger.

Milo looked like he wanted to protest, but Zack brushed his fingers over the back of Milo's hand and a shudder traveled down the younger's spine as calm swept over his mind.

He leaned into Zack and mumbled, "Cheater."

Zack laughed and led Milo back to the bedroom. "I think we've worried enough for the day. Time for you to sleep."

Milo nodded his consent, "Okay."

Zack led his drowsy, Headspaced* Omega back to his bedroom (mentally he thanked Mr. and Mrs. Murphy for letting him Mark Milo so that no one got any ideas about getting funky with his Omega) and laid with him until he fell asleep, stroking his hair to keep him inside his Headspace so he'd be more relaxed for tomorrow.

MML~MML~MML

The next day, Milo awoke to a knock on the door and his Alpha's soft voice. "Milo? Time to wake up, it's time," he told him.

Jitters racked his body as he shot up.

"Woah, woah, easy there. What's wrong?" Zack asked, a smile playing at his worried eyes.

"I-... I'm nervous," Milo admitted, picking at the scars on the back of his hands**.

Zack took Milo's hands again. "Don't worry, you'll do great. I'll be right there with you," he promised.

Milo exhaled deeply and nodded.

MML~MML~MML

As they suited up, Milo's hands shook in the slightest. He didn't have his accordion to hide it, he'd have to use the microphone.

They stepped onto the stage.

Milo started going over the lyrics of the song he'd written for Zack to sing, but would end up singing himself. He looked over his shoulder as he adjusted the microphone. Zack shot him a bright smile, coupled with thumbs up from Melissa and Mort.

The shaking went away as the Bond was flooded with confidence.

He could do this. So, he opened his mouth, the first cords of the song's opening guiding his vocals.

And he sang.

"Tonight, the stars are shining
But they can't shine half as bright.
You're smile, it's overwhelming
Lighting up the night.

I can't stop, I can't stop
I can't stop, I can't stop

You eyes are fixed upon me
I can't bring myself to move,
I know you'll never leave me
I know I won't leave you.

I can't stop, I can't stop
I can't stop, I can't stop

I can't stop thinking of you."

MML~MML~MML

As the crowd stood and applauded, Milo felt the familiar buzz that surrounded him after every concert.

Melissa hugged him hard and Zack kissed his cheek. Mort gave him a high-five as the crowd went wild once more.

The song was a huge hit, just like Zack said, and Milo couldn't have been prouder of his song writing ability.

After all, he couldn't stop thinking about his Muse.