Beren (beren_writes) wrote,

Fic: MMOM03 – What You Don't Know, Panik, David/Timo, PG13

Title: MMOM03 – What You Don't Know
Author: Beren
Fandom: Panik RPS
Pairing: David/Timo
Rating: PG13
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction, the real people in it are used without their permission and I definitely don't own them or have any copyright to any part of any of them. I do not believe any of this happened, is likely to happen or should happen it is simply a story created around known facts about those involved.
Warnings: none
Summary: Something is going on with David and Timo, but Linke can't work out what and it's bothering him.
Author's Notes: Thanks to Soph for the beta
Word count: 1,301
Link: to MMOM 2009 fic links
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Something odd was going on with David and Timo, that much Linke was sure about, but he didn't know what. It had started when Timo bought himself the apartment in Berlin. David had been all supportive on the surface, but it hadn't taken a genius to realise that David hadn't really liked it. For a while the atmosphere between the two had been a little off. Then for a time is was almost as if everything went back to normal, only Linke was sure it hadn't and lately it had changed yet again. None of the others seemed to have noticed, but he had and it was really beginning to bother him.

In fact it was bothering him so much that he had faked a reason to go back into the band house after rehearsal when leaving with Franky, Juri and Jan so that he could talk to David and Timo who were still inside. Timo had wanted to practice his rap a little more, but everyone had been tired, so David and Timo were staying and the others were going home. It seemed like the perfect opportunity to Linke.

Walking through the door, he closed it quietly and then headed for the back room where they had left David and Timo. As he approached the room he heard something strange; it sounded like a groan, but he couldn't think what could be causing that. Timo often groaned when he got his lyrics wrong, but it didn't sound quite right for that, although Linke did think it was Timo. It was like the whole thing going on between David and Timo; it just didn't seem how Linke was expecting.

The incident sparked his interest and he wanted to know what was going on, so he slowed down and all but silently crept into the other room. What he saw made him stop dead and his mouth fall open. They had a sofa in the room so members of the band could relax if others were going over a particularly troublesome part of a song and Timo was on that sofa, but not quite how Linke would have expected. David was with Timo, in fact David was virtually in Timo's lap, had his hand down Timo's shorts and was kissing Timo as if his life depended on it.

Timo gave another groan and Linke knew exactly why it didn't sound quite normal; he had never heard Timo having sex before.

As quietly as he could, he backed out of the door again and as far down the hallway as he could get without knocking something over. He couldn't exactly leave, just in case one of the others happened to mention he had come back in, so instead he turned and crept to the front door, then he opened it and slammed it loudly.

"Guys," he called down the hallway, "have you seen my iPod?"

By the time he made it to the back room, David and Timo were on opposite sides of it and doing quite a good job of not looking guilty. If he hadn't been trying to decide how to react, Linke would have been impressed.

"I thought you put it in your bag," David said, looking at a sheet of lyrics as if he was really interested in it.

"I looked, but I couldn't find it," he replied, but riffling in his bag again for show. "Oh shit," he said, pulling it out from where he had secreted it the bottom, "found it."

He grinned and waved it around.

"Sorry for disturbing you," he said, turning back to the door, "had it all the time. I'll leave you to your lyrics."

Then he walked out and tried not to look as if he was running away; this was going to take some thinking about. He made it home okay and then spent most of the night thinking about what he had seen. Timo had seemed very comfortable with David's hand down his trousers, in fact a lot more than comfortable and David had seemed more than enthusiastic. Now he knew what was different about David and Timo, but it wasn't exactly the easy answer he had been hoping for. It took him until dawn was peeking through the curtains to realise that he was shocked, but, if he really thought about it, David and Timo made perfect sense.

The pair had been friends for almost their entire lives and if he hadn't thought they were both straight, Linke would have probably guessed at them making a good couple. It appeared that David and Timo had arrived at the conclusion they were perfect for each other before anyone else had woken up to it. By the time he headed to the band house, he had decided what he was going to do about the whole situation.

The first half of the day went absolutely normally, well except for the fact that Linke spent most of it watching David and Timo and seeing the small signs that everyone else was ignoring. Now that he knew what to look for, it was as if it was written up in neon. The fact that David wanted into Timo pants and vice versa was so obvious he'd have to have been blind to miss it, blind or completely oblivious like his friends.

When they broke for a late lunch, he followed David outside to get some air. As far as he could tell David needed to put some distance between himself and Timo before he burst.

"Hey," he said, leaning against the wall next to where David chose to stand.

David smiled at him, one of those killer smiles that made the fans melt and he realised that he'd seen David doing that much more often lately. In fact he thought David was happier than he'd seen him since long before the whole management fiasco.

"I just wanted to let you know," he said, smiling back, "if you need a diversion to keep the others occupied, you only have to ask."

The smile slipped on David's face and a confused frown appeared.

"And when you decide to tell the guys, I'm behind you," he added, and David still looked less than clear on what he meant.

He lifted his eyebrows when David opened his mouth to ask a question and waited for the penny to drop. Then David went a little white.

"Look," he said before David could panic, "I don't know why you and Timo haven't told us yet and that's your business, but I wanted you to know I know. I came in earlier than you think last night because I wanted to talk to both of you. I noticed something was different and it was bothering me. Now I know what it is, it's not bothering me any more."

"You ... you know," was as far as David's mental processes seemed to have reached.

Linke actually chuckled at that; David looked so shocked.

"Yes, I know," he replied and nudged David on the arm, "and you looked really enthusiastic with your hand down Timo's pants. You're still in the 'can't keep your hands of each other' stage, yeah?"

Now David started blushing. It wasn't often David was stuck for words so Linke enjoyed it for what it was.

"So, like I said," he said and nudged David again, "if you need a distraction, I'm your man."

Then he pushed off the wall and went to go back inside.

"Linke," David stopped him before he made it inside, "thanks."

Linke turned and smiled.

"Anytime," he replied and then walked inside, happy with his choice of action.

That didn't mean he wasn't going to get a picture of Franky's face when their singer found out, but that was in the future.

The End
Tags: category: slash, fandom: panik, ficfest: mmom, fictype: 01-3kwds, pairing: pk - david/timo, rating: g to pg13

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