Destination to our Destiny

Meet Chris (rewritten)

"Another Tequila please." Blake found himself sitting at a bar, the old days and drinking habits from Miranda coming back to haunt him. He didn't care though. At least not at the moment. At the moment all he cared about was untying the heavy weights on his shoulders.

He was probably gonna get laid tonight as well. Actually he didn't really have a choice. He knew he was too drunk to drive five drinks ago. So it was either offer sex or an autograph. To be honest, sex sounded better. Besides, no one in an LA bar at this hour would know who Blake Shelton was.

"Blake!"

Blake's head shot up to the voice that called him. Before he even looked up he knew. How could he not know that voice.

"Adam, what're you doing here?" He said completely ignoring the taller man next to him. He had his arm hooked win Adams, gentle fingers pressing into the brunettes arm. Huh.

"Same thing as you, to have a good time." Blake snorted at that, which Adan ignored but the blonde next to him didn't. "Oh this is Chris by the way. He's a....friend of mine" Adam giggled as his eyes met Chris's.

They took a second to shake hands, then Chris was off to catch the check. As soon as Chris was out of sight, Adam immediately dragged him.

"Alright spill." His eyes darkened, like he wasn't about to let his best friend sit there drinking his feelings away.

"Huh?"

"No don't 'huh' me. Tell me what's making you so miserable."

"Gwen" Blake started as he heard Adam mutter a small 'oh'. "She, well she left me. Kind of did. She gave me a choice but I already know what I'm gonna pick so, yeah. She left me." He sighed in defeat as his whole body slumped down.

"Blake I- I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to ruin everything"

"No, Adam no you didn't ruin anything. That kiss was an accident neither of us could have prevented that"

"What about the kiss backstage" Oh man. He was really hoping Adam wouldn't bring that up.

"What about it?" Something inside of him knew how this night was gonna end. With Adam in bed having an amazing night with Chris. And Blake alone, with nothing but the thought of Adam to give him release. The he would just go back to drowning himself in alcohol. Except no one would be there to stop him. Especially not Adam.

"That kiss backstage wasn't an accident. I wanted to kiss you." Or maybe not. Maybe he would be the lucky man tonight. Take Adam home with him. Even if they didn't have sex Blake was fine with that. He just didn't want to feel alone.

"And what exactly am I supposed to do when you say things like that to me and you've got someone else waiting to take you home." He asked because it was unfair really. The way Adam probably knew how much Blake wanted him. It was unfair how he was a leading him on. It was unfair how fucking perfect Adam was, and how much Blake wanted his mouth and hands on every piece of him.

"Alright I'm back." Chris interrupted as he put his wallet back in his pocket. He handed Adam his jacket while he put on his. "I'll call you later Blake. We'll talk then ok?"

"Ok." Blake fake smiles as Chris lead the way to the door. Before Adam was out of sight he turned back around toward Blake. He gave that movie smile again with glowing eyes and mouthed "don't miss me too much".

Blake laughed. That mother-