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I glanced down at my phone and slid it back in my pocket with a sigh. I had texted Kendall a few times throughout the day but hadn't gotten any response from him. We both had very demanding jobs and while I knew it wasn't unusual for him to not be able to text me back if things were crazy at work, the whole mess with Dan had me on edge.

I already worried about Kendall's safety because of the line of work he was in, but there was the added threat that one of his coworkers might want to hurt him. He had tried to assure me that he was perfectly safe, but I wasn't convinced. I may have joked that he was a superhero, but he was really just a man; made of flesh and bone and just as easily broken as the rest of us.

"Yo, James! You ready, man?" Jett eyed me from behind his drum set, waiting for me to give him the signal to start.

"Sorry. Yeah, I'm ready." I gave him a nod and he raised his sticks above his head, hitting them together to count out the beat while I waited for my intro.

As we went through the routine soundcheck, I let my mind wander back to the dinner I just had. Corey, the lead singer of The Wallows had invited me out so we could talk. We had bonded over our love of music and become close friends. We had similar musical styles and had helped pass the long hours between gigs with impromptu jam sessions.

Corey and I respected each other's talents, but he still took me by surprise when he told me over dinner that he knew I was going to go far and he was willing to help me any way he could. Apparently he wasn't just saying that, because he had already put a call into the executives at Rocque Records, letting them know that they would be idiots not to give us a full contract.

I couldn't thank him enough. There were a lot of truly talented musicians in the world who never got noticed because they didn't have the right connections. And as much as I wished I could rely on my talents alone to get ahead in this business, I knew that it often came down to who you knew. Corey had given us a foot in the door, but the rest was up to us and I knew we were up to the challenge.

We ran through our set of songs, making necessary sound and lighting changes. When we were satisfied that it was perfect, we filed off the stage so that The Wallows could do their thing.

I got something to eat and changed quickly then made my way to the meet and greet room where fan club members and radio contest winners were waiting to meet the two bands. There were about fifty people waiting in line to be let in the room and I quickly walked past them and entered the room where my bandmates were gathered. I grabbed a water bottle from the mini-fridge and took a seat next to Jett on the couch.

Over the next couple of hours, security let a few people in at a time to meet us. Most were polite and asked us to sign some of their memorabilia. A couple of girls used their time to try to hook up with us though, blatantly flirting and even going as far as sitting on Dustin and Jett's laps. I laughed off their advances, telling them I was very happily taken, but I didn't miss the fact that Jett slipped them his number before they were escorted out.

I shook my head at him. "Dude, you know they only want a story to tell, right?"

"I'll give them a story they won't ever forget," Jett said with a lecherous smile.

"How has your dick not fallen off yet?" Carlos jumped in.

"I don't know, you want to check it for me?" Jett snapped back. Logan jumped up from his chair, his hands balled up at his sides and I decided it was time to break things up.

"That's enough, guys, everybody back to their corners. We're all just getting on each other's nerves because we've been cooped up together on that bus, but after tonight, we have a couple of days before we hit the road again. So let's take a breath and get through this show. Then we can all take off to our own hotel rooms and forget each other exists for a while." I let my eyes roam over each of them until they gave me nods of agreement.

Crisis averted, I pulled my phone out of my pocket. Still nothing from Kendall. I tried calling him one more time. When his voicemail picked up, I left him a message.

"Hey, I've been trying to get ahold of you all day and I'm starting to get worried. I'm getting ready to go on stage, but call me whenever you get this message and I'll call you back as soon as I'm done. I hope you're alright. I love you." I studied my phone for another minute before sliding it back in my pocket.

If he hasn't called back by the time the show's over, I'm chartering a plane and going home.

XxX

I nodded to Jett who raised his drum sticks in the air. I turned to face the audience as the lights went up and the noise from the crowd became deafening. I could already tell an increase in their response towards us from the beginning of the tour to a month and a half later. At first, people came just to see The Wallows, but as time went on we had begun building a name for ourselves. Radio stations had begun playing our songs on a regular basis which helped us to grow a stronger fan base.

I stepped up to the mic, the excitement from the crowd helping to ratchet up my own energy and began singing a song that was sure to get them on their feet. In between songs, I introduced the other members of the band and talked to the audience, forming a connection between us. I had never been shy on stage and this time was no different. I teased them and bent down to sing in their upturned faces and soon they were eating out of the palm of my hand. It was what I had always been working towards and I loved every minute of it.

As we neared the end of our set, the lights were lowered and a stool was brought out and placed in the middle of the stage. Jett kept a steady, pulsating beat going while Logan, Carlos, and Dustin played the intro to the next song on a gentle loop. The crowd quieted as I sat down and pulled the mic closer to me. My voice was scratchy from use.

"Hey, Atlanta! How's it going? You all enjoying yourselves tonight?" I smiled as a large roar filled the air. When they had settled down, I continued. "We have one more song we want to play for you before we go. It's a new one I recently wrote." Another cheer filled the air. "I wrote it for someone that I love more than life itself and even though he's not here, I want to dedicate this song to him. It's called, 'You're My Home.'"

I bent over my guitar and let myself get lost in the song that I had written the morning after Kendall and I had admitted we loved each other for the first time. I closed my eyes and for a few minutes, I was able to block out everything around me. Scenes from my time spent with Kendall flitted through my mind like a movie playing and I felt like I was home again.

As I played the last note, I was pulled back to the present by the sounds of cheering and screaming. I gave a small smile and thanked them for listening before making my way off stage. It always hurt to get lost in my own head, only to have it ripped away with the reminder that I was hundreds of miles away from the man I loved. It was worth it however to spend that little bit of time with Kendall, even if it was all imagined.

Carlos gave me a sympathetic hug. He knew how much I missed Kendall. They all did.

"We're halfway done. You'll be home with him before you know it." He said, and I pasted a smile on my face, knowing he meant for his words to comfort me, but inside I felt like screaming.

Only halfway done? It's already felt like years since I'd held Kendall in my arms or felt his lips on mine.

Without bothering to change first, I jumped in the nearest limo which sped off to the hotel Landon had booked for us. I was grateful to have the next few days off. I needed to get out of my slump if I was going to make it through the last leg of the tour.

If I could talk to Kendall, I knew it would go a long way towards making me feel better. With that thought in mind, I pulled my phone from my pocket only to feel crushing disappointment when there was no call or text from him.

Looks like I might need to charter that flight after all.

I decided to go to the hotel and change and then see if Landon could hook me up with a flight home. Something was going on with Kendall and I needed to find out what it was.

Back in my room, I paced back and forth in agitation. I couldn't get ahold of Landon and everyone else I called said they hadn't seen him since we took the stage.

Screw it, I'll just call the airline and take the quickest flight home. That wouldn't be as fast as a chartered flight, but at least I'd still get there.

I pulled my credit card out of my wallet and called the airline. I was on hold when there was a knock at my door. I knew it had to be someone with our group because Landon had reserved the entire floor just for us. I opened the door and my phone which had been shoved between my shoulder and my ear landed at my feet with a thud. My mouth hung open at the sight that greeted me.

Kendall was leaning against the wall, a shy smile tilting the corners of his mouth. His hands were shoved in the pockets of his tight black jeans and he wore a Diamond's Creed t-shirt that fit him like a glove.

I couldn't form a coherent thought as I stood gaping at him in shock. Finally, he stepped forward and placed his hands on my hips, pulling me towards him until his head rested against mine.

"Hi, babe," he whispered and I felt a tear roll down my face.

I lunged at him, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him in so his lips covered mine. Our kiss was passionate, a reunion of our souls. We poured every bit of frustration and loneliness and love that we had been feeling for the past month and a half into the kiss until we were forced to break part long enough to catch our breath.

"What...how…?" I managed to get out, but then I pulled him back in for another earth-shattering kiss before he could respond. Kendall lifted me and I wrapped my legs around him as he carried me back into the room, using his foot to close the door behind us.

He carried me into the bedroom and gently lowered me down onto the mattress. His voice sounded husky when he spoke and it sent a delicious shiver down my spine. "I promise we'll talk, but I've waited forty-five days, six hours, and approximately 32 minutes to be inside of you and I can't wait one more second."

I couldn't do anything but nod.

Kendall made quick work of undressing us and slicking himself with lube, then he was leaning over me, his arms straining as he held himself poised above me. He stared into my eyes for a brief moment and then he slid into me. He went slowly, studying me closely for any signs of discomfort until finally, his hips rested snugly against me. We were as close as two humans could possibly be and yet I still craved more. I wrapped my arms around his muscled back and slid them down until I was cupping his ass in my firm grasp.

"We can go slow later, right now, I need to feel you, baby. Prove to me this isn't just a dream." I pleaded. Kendall gazed down at me and I could feel the tension in his body from restraining himself. He nodded at me and then crushed his mouth to mine.

His hips drew back slowly and then he slammed into me, giving me everything I had asked for. He swallowed my screams as he continued to drive his cock into me and I dug my heels into his ass, pulling him back into me every time he would retreat. It was rough, animalistic, and absolutely perfect.

It didn't take long for either of us to find our release and I nearly wept as I felt his warmth flooding me, becoming a part of me. He collapsed on top of me and I ran my fingers over his back.

After a few minutes, Kendall leaned up, his forearms resting on either side of my head.

"I've missed you," he whispered, and I could feel his warm breath fan across my face.

"How are you here? I've been trying to call you all day. I was so worried that something…" My words were cut off as he stole another kiss from me.

"When we talked last time, you said that I should see your show sometime. I couldn't stop thinking about that, so here I am." He looked at me through his lashes. "To be honest, I just couldn't make it through one more day without seeing you."

"I'm so glad you're here. I was actually calling the airport when you knocked on the door. I was trying to get a flight to Chicago so I could see you," I admitted.

Kendall smirked at me. "I don't think Landon would have let you do that."

I narrowed my eyes at him. "Landon's my manager, not my boss. If I want to come see you, I will."

"Easy there, tiger," he said with a chuckle. "All I meant was that Landon's the one who helped me set all of this up. He arranged my flight and got me a ticket to the concert."

Definitely giving my big brother a raise for this one.

"So you saw the show?" I asked.

Kendall's face became animated as he answered me.

"Yes! Oh my God, James, I thought you were incredible when I saw you playing in the bar at home, but seeing you up on that huge stage, with all the lights...Wow. You were mesmerizing. Your songs are better than anything else on the radio and then…" His words trailed off as he looked at me. "The song at the end, that you wrote for me…" He shook his head in awe.

"I wore that the day after we said we loved each other. I meant every word of it, too. It doesn't matter if we're in your bed in Chicago or in this hotel in Atlanta, whenever I'm with you, I'm home."

We shared another lingering kiss and then he rolled off of the bed and stretched his hand out to me. "Let's take a long hot bath together and then I can make you all dirty again."

I placed my hand in his and let him pull me up then followed him into the bathroom. He bent down to start the water running and then wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me close. He nuzzled my neck, breathing deeply and I lay my head on his chest, letting my fingers sift through the soft hairs there. I could feel his heartbeat against my cheek and I closed my eyes, wishing the moment never had to end.

Kendall flipped on the radio that sat on the wide ledge that rimmed the sunken tub and then climbed in to sit in the warm water, helping me in next so that I sat straddling his hips.

"What's this? Did you get a new tattoo?" Kendall asked as he noticed the colors underneath my arm for the first time. I couldn't really blame him. We had been pretty distracted earlier. I sat quietly as he lifted my arm to get a better view and I heard his sharp intake of air.

"I did it to symbolize the two of us," I said softly. His fingers trembled as they followed the lines created by the artist. Along the scars left behind by the fire, I had flames that morphed into a line of musical notes; the first notes of the song I wrote for him to be exact, followed by a tiny guitar with the Superman logo as its skin.

Kendall leaned in and placed gentle kisses along the length of my tattoo. "That's permanent," he said in awe.

"So is my love for you." I reached for the soap and worked it into a lather between my palms, then let them slide over his chest, my fingers circling his nipples. My hands continued their journey south over his stomach until they finally landed on his straining erection. My fingers curled around his thick shaft and squeezed.

He was stunning with his head thrown back and his eyes shut. He groaned his pleasure and I felt it all the way down to the tips of my toes. I leaned down and grazed my teeth along his Adam's apple, licking a line along his jaw.

His eyes flew open and he held my gaze as I lifted up onto my knees and lined the head of his cock up with my opening. I felt every inch of him as I slid down his length. The stretch burned my tender skin, but I welcomed the pain, wanting to feel him even after he was gone. I didn't know how long he would be here, but I was going to make the most of the time we had together.

I heard Satellite by Nickelback playing on the radio and I thought it fit the moment perfectly. The words described exactly how I felt, wanting to lock out the rest of the world and have this night just for the two of us.

I sat nestled against him and rested my head on his shoulder, savoring the moment. When the urge to move became too great, I lifted myself back up and then lowered myself back down, circling my hips in a slow grind which issued a curse from Kendall. I was soon lost to everything but the electricity he was causing to spark throughout my body as he found my prostate and hit it over and over again.

I reached between us for my cock, but he swatted me away and began fisting his own hand around my length. All too soon, my release hit, my body clamping down on him tightly. With a loud gasp, Kendall came inside me. We stayed wrapped around each other until the water cooled then we dried off and climbed beneath the sheets together.

I reached for him and he pulled me up against his body, my head nestled beneath his chin.

"I love you," he whispered as his eyes drifted shut.

"I love you, too," I whispered back. I lay in the dark, listening to the sounds of his even breathing and thanked God for the perfect night we had together.

I climbed out of my truck feeling happier than I had in a long time. My time with James had been just what I needed. We had locked ourselves in the room for two whole days, doing nothing but talking and making love. We turned our phones off and other than having room service delivered out of necessity, we cut off all communications with the outside world.

I had expected to feel devastated when I came time to say goodbye, but instead, I felt reassured that our relationship could withstand anything. Seeing him again had proved to me that no matter the amount of time or space between us, we would always be able to connect with each other because he was more than just the man I loved, he was my soulmate.

I had a lot of time to think on the flight home and I had come to the conclusion that James was my family, but so were the rest of the Diamonds. I knew Brooke meant it when she said that they all loved me and I already loved them back. If I was going to build a life with James, I had to quit shutting them out. It was time to show them that I was ready to let them in and what better place to start than with the person who was most like James: Shane.

I just hope he forgives me for pushing him away.

Gripping the wrapped box in my hand, I took a deep breath and opened the door, smiling when the rich scent of garlic and tomatoes filled my nose.

A beautiful woman walked up to me with a smile and I quickly remembered that James had said her name was Ashley. "Hi! Kendall, right?"

I nodded at her. "Yes. Hi, Ashley. Is Shane working tonight by any chance?"

"Yeah, he and G are in the office. Come on, I'll show you back there." I followed her through the busy restaurant and into the kitchen. A big bear of a man rushed up to Lauren with a question about a food delivery so she pointed me down a long hall to the office that Shane and Giovanni shared. I could hear their voices on the other side of the door and I swallowed my nerves as I knocked.

"It's open," I heard Giovanni call out.

They both turned their heads to me and Shane gave me a dazzling smile when he saw who it was. I felt a tinge of sadness at the sight of that smile because it wasn't the smile I wanted to see in front of me, but I pushed the feeling aside as I smiled back at him.

"I'm sorry to interrupt, but I was wondering if I could talk to you guys for a minute."

Shane shared a look with his husband and then ushered me inside to take a seat. "Don't be silly, you're never interrupting. How have you been?"

"I'm good. Really good actually," I said with a smile. "I just got back from seeing James."

"Oh, I'm so jealous. How's he doing?" Shane looked at me with longing and it hit me that he had been missing his brother almost as much as I had, but instead of helping him through it, I had selfishly only thought about my own loss.

I cleared the lump from my throat. "He's doing great. Gaining more fans each day and creating amazing music. I got to see his concert and he is absolutely doing what he was made to do. He misses home, but he's happy."

Shane leaned back in his chair and his shoulders slumped in relief. I hadn't realized how much he needed to hear that; to know that his twin was happy with the choices he had made.

"I'm so glad. I knew he would take the world by storm," Shane said with conviction.

"I actually came here because I wanted to apologize to you, both of you." They wore matching looks of confusion on their faces so I explained. "I was raised in a pretty solitary home. As far back as I can remember it was just my grandpa and me. When he died, I was left all alone. I have my best friend, Dak, and his wife who are like family to me, but it's not the same as actually being a part of somebody's family day in and day out."

I paused to take a breath. "Then I met James and he became my family. He became my whole world. He invited me to be a part of your amazing family and I thought I had done that until he left. I pushed you all away and in doing so, I know I hurt you guys as well as myself and I'm so sorry for that. I went back to my old way of doing things, trying to get through the pain of missing him all on my own, but someone reminded me recently that I was wrong. That you guys love me for who I am and you were just waiting for me to get my head out of my ass and realize it, too."

Shane knelt by my chair and threw his arms around my neck. "You don't have to be sorry. We all deal with pain in our own ways. I'm just glad you're here now." I hugged him back but pulled away when I heard Giovanni's chuckle.

"Don't beat yourself up. This family just has a way of helping you to see things more clearly. It was James who kicked my ass when I needed straightening out."Giovanni said, and Shane shared a grin with him at the memory.

"Well, thank you for giving me another chance," I said solemnly.

"Oh please, do you have any idea how many chances I've given my other brothers?" Shane raised his brows at me and I blushed as I caught on to the meaning behind his words. I wasn't just some guy dating his brother, I was one of Shane's brothers now, too.

I reached down, picking up the box I had sat on the floor and handed it to Shane. He looked at me questioningly but then tore the paper off of it. He gasped when he saw what was inside, turning it to show Giovanni. It was a little pink dress that said, "My daddies love me" on the front. I blushed as they each took turns hugging me and then Giovanni insisted on feeding me before I left for work. I ate a heaping bowl of fettuccine alfredo as they told me all about Amelia, the little girl who had already stolen their hearts completely. I felt like I truly fit in as they showed me pictures of my new niece.

Done! So, Kames were reunited! Well, for two days...but still! And Kendall reached out to Shane and Giovanni!

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Again, I hope you all enjoyed and that you all are staying safe and healthy out there! The next chapter of this will more than likely be up early next week. And for those of you reading Twin Flames, the next chapter of that will be up later this week!

Until then!

-Epically Obsessed