quite mature.
reconsider reading if you cannot handle sexual content.
i don't own bgt (britain's got talent). this is purely fanfiction.
slight depression.
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david took an immediate liking to the handsome man that took the stage. he let out a silly "whoo!", much to the audience's amusement. the younger man smiled as simon flashed him a cross, dare i say, jealous look. david leaned forward in his seat, admiring the man's strong frame. alesha did the honours of giving him a quick interview. david had no problem droning out all the boring bits but he snapped to attention when asked his name. "what's your name?", alesha inquired, the man replied in a voice dripping with confidence, "josh curnow." david smiled at that.
david showed no hesitation to express his disappointment at him when he mentioned a girlfriend. he seized this opportunity to yell into the crowd, "booo!" simon furrowed his brow. he couldn't help but feel a ping of jealousy once again. josh cheekily responded to david's disappointment with an invitation to tango with him onstage. simon, with a quiet fury in his voice replied, "i wouldn't do that if i were you."
david didn't mind being fussed over. after all, he was quite spoilt and needy for attention. he gave simon a sly smirk that seemed to mock him. simon, in spite of being angry with david for openly flirting with another man, smiled back.
[after auditions, backstage]
"oh, my simon!", david called walking up to simon with outstretched arms. simon pretended to roll his eyes. he was much too proud to admit that he loved david.
david wrapped him in his arms. he pouted when simon didn't return the hug. "oh, simon, do tell what's wrong.", he moved behind simon and began to massage his shoulders. simon, annoyed, shook david's hands off. "nothing.", he wouldn't meet david's eye-line. a silly grin danced on david's lips. "i recognise that face! you're jealous about the handsome josh curnow!", he laughed merrily. simon's frown deepened, "he was not handsome." he hastily made his way to his dressing room, his heavy seemingly angry footsteps contrasted sharply to the younger man's light, almost mocking footsteps.
david followed, his face a display of worry. "now, now, no need to be so cross!", david soothed, "you know i love only you, my simon." simon's heart fluttered, in spite of himself trying to convince his heart it was nothing. he couldn't help himself when a smirk graced his face. ''tough luck because i'm not jealous, and i don't care." david bit his lip, playfulness decorating his smooth tone, "oh simon, you do love me. i simply know you do!"
simon reached for the handle of his dressing room. david's hand got there before his did. pulling his hand away quickly, he growled, "what's it now, david?" much to simon's shock, the younger man gripped his wrist tightly. david gazed hungrily into the mogul's eyes. his usually mischievous, playful chocolate eyes were now dark and clouded with lust. simon stared back and knew what he wanted.
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