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knives-out20 · 4 years ago

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Just Bandmates Being Bros - Cliff Booth x Male!OC

Fandom: Once Upon A Time In Hollywood (2019)

Pairings: Bobby Brightside (OC) x Cliff Booth, StarBeep, DeepSpace,

Warnings: Swearing, Faggotry, Please help me,

Notes: haha....ha....These aren’t getting as many notes as my normal Cliff x Bobby oneshots which I kinda feel bad about but then again I made this account to write whatever I wanted. Social media and a couple friends have molded me into caring about likes and reblogs and notes more than actually doing what I want/like and writing in general, so I’ll do what I can to break out of that mold. I do believe I understand why this KISS x Buddies crossover may be doing less popular but you guys gotta understand, if it weren’t for me getting into KISS, you guys would be getting dryass Clobby oneshots and nobody, including me, wants that. This crossover thing is all I have the motivation to write as of now, so just let it happen lol

Bobby’s thumb stroked Cliff’s hand smoothly, looking down at his Converse in thought. “Do you think it’s uncomfortable, or- or like...weird?”

Cliff arched a brow, glancing at Bobby. “For what?”

“Beep ‘n’ Deeps obsessions over Starchild and Ace. I mean, for one thing, they’re our employers. For another thing, they’re in like, their early-ass twenties. The Buddies are scattered all around our thirties.”

Cliff thought for a moment, and scoffed. “Bobby, I hope you do know who you’re married to. Do we make you uncomfortable?”

“What-? No, it’s just- we, uh, we got together deep into adulthood. Ace ‘n’ Starchild are freshly into adulthood and Beep ‘n’ Deep are hooked onto ‘em. It’s just...I dunno, I shouldn’t really talk.”

Cliff tugged him closer, kissing the top of Bobby’s head. “I like that you care ‘bout your friends, Bobby. But Beep ‘n’ Deep are just as grown as you are, man. They got similar levels of maturity as you, y’know? If, like, they really did see something wrong with their lil’ crushes making them run around after Starchild and Ace, they’d speak up about it, y’know?” He explained. “Plus, it’ll give ‘em equal chances to move on properly from those girls, Donna ‘n’ Jenny.”

Bobby hummed. “Guess you’re right.”

Cliff brought Bobby’s hands to his lips, kissing his knuckles. “I love you.”

“I love you, too.”

Cliff looked around backstage, at the different members of Bobby’s band and KISS laugh and eat and mess around as music played.

Frankie and Peter hung out by the door, Peep and Maria were talking with Damien, Monte looked to be on the phone with his wife Audrey, Gene and Dolly danced to the music, and one could obviously guess who Deep and Beep were separately with.

Ace and Starchild.

Deep wore the same O-ring collar he wore the other day, saying it’s only because he liked it.

Ace towered over Deep on his boots. He smirked, hooking two fingers around the ring on Deep’s collar and pulling Deep towards him. Ace looked directly down at Deep, their faces obviously much closer than ever before. “Would you prefer any other dumb nicknames?”

Deep’s eyebrows raised in interest, eyes going big. “Only if y’got any suggestions, Ace” he flirted, face slowly relaxing. Deep balanced himself on the tips of his feet, short hair falling back due to how his head was tilted directly upwards, at Ace.

No other reason.

Deep gazed up at Ace, leaning his back against the wall.

Ace hooked a finger through the ring like he did last time, pulling on it to tilt Deep’s head up. He pressed his forearm on the wall above Deep’s head, given the fact that his boots made him exceptionally taller than the other. “And so then I said ‘fitting in’.”

Deep kissed his teeth, looking off into the distance and poking the inside of his cheek with his tongue. “Wish I had thought of that” he admitted.

“Ah, I’m nothing like you ‘n’ your siblings” Ace shook his head. “You guys, you make my sides hurt like hell. Meanwhile, I come up with the most bare shit.”

“Hey, maybe if y’hang around me long enough, I’ll start rubbing off on ya.”

“Like physically, or-?” Ace joked.

Deep shoved him away, giggling. “Gross” he replied, licking his lips. “In your dreams, man.”

Ace playfully rolled his eyes, “I could get ya if I wanted.”

“Keep tellin’ yourself that.”

Ace took Deep’s bandanna’d wrists in his hands, pinning them above Deep’s head. “Oh, I will. ‘Cause it’s true.”

Deep gulped, blushing a bit. “You’re unbelievable” he commented, eyes glazing over.

Beep and Starchild watched, then locked eyes. “Insufferable” Beep twitched.

“How the hell does Ace not see that your brother is into him? I swear, he has to be smarter than that” Starchild asked.

Beep narrowed his eyes up at Starchild, groaning silently. “Yea. So obvious” he agreed coldly, fixing the waistband of his shorts.

Bobby groaned as dramatically as Deep usually does, burying his face into Cliff’s neck. “I hate watching this slow-burn shit” he whined, holding onto Cliff.

Cliff chuckled, wrapping his arms around Bobby and softly swaying them to the beat of the song that played. “Y’don’t gotta if we stay like this.”

“Like a loophole” Bobby hummed, smiling. “I wouldn’t be able to survive...any of this, if not for you. Thank you.”

“Right back at you, Bobby.”

Then, someone poked their head into the room. “Mr. Brightside? We’re ready for you on stage.”

Bobby whimpered, pulling away and cupping Cliff’s face. “See you after, then.”

Cliff grinned, leaning in and kissing his lips. “Blow ‘em away, moonlight.”

Bobby nodded, pulling away and following his band mates out, mumbling “weirdos” as he shoved Beep and Deep. “We will, sunlight!” He called back at Cliff, winking over at him.

Cliff crossed his arms, stance casual as he watched Bobby leave. His grin stayed on his lips, thumb rubbing the ring on his finger.

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