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1992
After a shag session with r’kid, Liam was sitting idle and changing channels on the telly.
A certain famous pop boy band appeared in Top of the Pops, Take That. Girls screaming and cheering. The young silly one with green eyes stands in the middle of the stage. Toned arms against the denim vest. A cheeky monkey-like smile flashed and captured Liam's attention. Sweet divine lead vocals from those lips.
Spirits move me, every time I'm near you
Whirling like a cyclone in my mind
You're my lifeline, angel of my lifetime
Answer to all answers I can find
Baby I want you, come, come, come into my arms
Let me feel the wonder of all of you
Could it be magic now, now, now and hold on fast?
Could this be the magic at last?
Woooaa woaaa
“What's that fuckin pop noise”
“Noely, it’s Take That”
“Huh? Take wot?” rubbed his eyes and scratched his sleepy bedhead.
Robbie's lead vocals woke the older brother and squinted his eyes
“Me kidda is watching a fuckin boy band?!? They are a group of commercialized dumb fairies” the older Gallagher roughly ruffled the younger ones hair.
“Fuck you, Noel. I ain't watching em faes. I'm fuckin searching for a Man City game” Liam moved his head from his brother's hand and quickly changing the channels.
“Hmph, the music industry has gone to shite for playing stupid boy bands on the telly.”
Liam rolled his eyes. Typical Noel nagging. He finally settled on a cricket game for both of them on the couch to watch. Noel lit a blunt for them to get high. He wanted to forget his younger brother who watched a boy band he hates.
Liam stole the blunt from those tiny fingers. A deep inhale and exhale. For Liam, he still had vivid thoughts of the one member from Take That. Hmm, he remembered the screaming girls around Manchester yelling Robbie's name and holding posters of his face. He looked like a fun lad he would hang out with. His voice was magical and hoped to hear more of him.
Could this be the magic at last?
1995
“Fuck Gary Barlow! Fuck Nigel! Fuck Take That!”
Robbie exclaimed to the crowds in Glastonbury while holding a cigarette in one hand. Oh, would he want to drink a full bottle of vodka now.
All he wanted was to entertain people for his whole life. He wanted to be the singer-songwriter, not as Gaz's backup dancer.
Gaz dismissed Robbie's lyrics
“Robbie, these songs you make are trying to be an Oasis copy. We are not Oasis. We are Take That.”
If only Robbie had the guts to tell his former band mate now. ‘Oasis copy?!?! Fuck you, Gary Barlow! At least, I am hanging out with the greatest rock n roll band in this century. Who's that? Oasis!’
The first time Robbie watched the Gallaghers was in their 1994 live TV debut of Supersonic. His ears perked up from the hard hitting drums and guitar riffs. The strong angelic vocals of the sapphire blue eyes singer. He looks so pretty while mouthing the tilted mic.
I need to be myself
I can’t be no-one else
I’m feeling supersonic, give me gin and tonic
You can have it all, but how much do you want it?
You make me laugh
Give me your autograph
Wobbled and lost around the fields of drunks. Nobody wanted him here. Nobody expected him to be here. Nobody…but only one.
“ROBBIE! HEY TWINKLE TOES!”
That one is Liam Gallagher
Thank goodness, he wore his bright red Adidas tracksuit. Stuck out like a sore thumb from this crowd who doesn't care about him. A contrast to Liam's green jacket yet everyone bowed down and tried to reach their hands to the god-like genius.
All of his anxiety waved away, like how Liam waved his arms wide back and forth. He excitedly jumped towards Robbie like a dog leaping and wagging its tail.
Both the monkey and dog embraced each other tightly. Both giggled in comfort.
The drunk and high Liam drooled near Robbie. They are so close.
SNAP! SNAP! SNAP!
Flashes from photographers captured iconic pictures of Robbie and Liam that day. Photos forever eternalized and enchanted for decades.
A duo that nobody expected to see. A former boyband member and a rock n roll star together? How did it happen?
It was simple actually,
COCAINE!
Robbie met with Liam a few times at those celebrity cocaine parties. He was starstruck at first. He praised Noel's songwriter and guitar skills. Lyrics that touched and empowered him to be himself. He admired and adored Liam's angelic voice.
Credits to Oasis for inspiring Robbie's solo career.
Despite the fuck-offs and disregards from Noel, a talented rude bastard, it was the kind sweet Liam who invited Robbie to all the parties. And of course, an invitation to Glastonbury.
“Robbie, show me some of your moves.”
“Hehehe, of course, pretty boy.”
Robbie pulled break dancing moves he learned and did flips. Liam loved Robbie's dances. No matter if it was break dancing, tap dancing, or just old moves from Take That. He would dance in front of Liam every time they hangout and snort cocaine. Like those dancing circus monkeys.
Liam grinning and happily applauded.
“You should dance on stage with us.” he whispered and friendly patted Robbie's chest near his heart.
Both are still close. Eyelashes fluttered in each other's cheeks. Robbie's blushing cheeks with an awkward giggle.
“Huh, me? What about your cunt of a brother!?! He hates me!”
“Pfft! He can fuck off! Hahaha!”
“Hahaha! Fuck Noel!”
Of course later that night, Robbie would go on stage drunkly dancing happily with Liam, it only would give a sour face to the furrowed thick eyebrows of Noel Gallagher.
Back to the present of daylight in Glastonbury, Robbie felt butterflies in his stomach just thinking about the offer to dance on stage with Liam. Oh, does he need alcohol for it.
Yet, every time Robbie was with Liam. A blow of ecstasy supersonic feeling rushing through his veins.
You need to find out
Cos no-one’s gonna tell you what I’m on about
The time they spent together, he didn’t realize how similar they are. Alone together vulnerable. Dismissed by their older peers. The need for attention. Pressured with anxiety of singing in huge crowds. Cigarettes and alcohol. Drugs. Medicine to be a successful star.
Liam would have a tough face yet he can be a vulnerable puppy wanting your love and attention when you get to know him. Those beautiful seductive blue eyes glimmering under the bright sun. A magic spell by the young angel from Manchester entranced the monkey from Stoke-on-Trent.
He was in love with Liam. And Liam was in love with him. That's what Robbie believed in. At least, he knew that Liam fancied him.
You need to find a way for what you want to say
But before tomorrow
He built up the courage. He guided Liam with an arm on his shoulder to a secluded area near the bathrooms where no one can see them. Or at least, that was what he thought at first. As he briefly glimpsed some intense blue eyes from the distance behind the tents.
None of that mattered.
‘This is now or never. Light 'em up!’
“Liam, I lo–
Suddenly, lips collided into a big smack filled with Liam’s slobbering drools. Green eyes popped and startled yet continued to move his hands on the soft brunette's hair. Twirling them as they deepened the kiss.
“Hmm, Robbie, yes, hehehe” moaned mixed with giggles by Liam.
Robbie was speechless and dumbfounded. His prayers were answered. His love for Liam is finally reciprocated.
They grinned like the monkey and dog they were.
The drooling dog playfully albeit a tad roughly pushed the dumb monkey into the closest bathroom. Tongues were twisted as the cheeky monkey's tongue curiously explored the dog's canine. Sharp and pointy that slowly bit into his tongue and then lips.
Canines bit into those pink lips pushed slowly until red dripped into the chin. The dog sucked and licked the monkey's blood. Then, continued to give lovebites on the smooth neck.
“Ah fuck! You are such a good boy, Liam.” groaned Robbie as he was feeling pleasure and also trying to hold his balance to not trip over the toilet.
He doesn't want his first shag with Liam to be an embarrassment.
Liam doesn't have a care or thought in the world. He shagged in bathrooms before.
Bruises of red purple lovebites on Robbie’s neck made the dog grinned in pride. As Robbie’s fingers touched the bitemarks, it was painful with how rough Liam was but worth the pleasure. Anything for Liam’s love.
Robbie gave chaste kisses to the eyelids of those sapphire blue eyes, pink cherubic cheeks, and those ruby lips of an angel. Gosh, he was so thrilled to kiss an angel.
It was the most magical experience.
Even if it was in a dirty bathroom filled with the smell of weed, booze, and drugs with some shit and piss. He rather not think about the smell. He was already pissed drunk to forget about it.
He didn't want to sober up soon.
He would mess it up when he became sober. He hated being sober. He became conscious of all the mistakes he made. All the anxiety. He wasn't good enough to have sex with. No matter if it was with men or women. He doesn't want to feel crap.
He hated himself.
He quickly shoved Liam’s trousers and briefs down. He held the tip of the prick with his thumb and slowly pumped. Liam was startled at Robbie's initiative. He thought the cheeky monkey was a pussy to do it.
He grinned and did the same to Robbie. Both doing handjobs in unison. Liam laughed as he could hear Robbie humming Supersonic. Embarrassment flushed Robbie’s cheeks and came first. Ugh Robbie felt like he wanted to die that moment.
Liam licked his soiled cum fingers as if they were a delicate delicious icing. Then, he continued the hand job and hummed the song.
Robbie’s embarrassed state went away. As they thrusted in the rhythm in the beat of Supersonic together.
Robbie came first again followed by Liam.
Sticky cum on Robbie's fingers. This is Liam’s cum. He licked them in delight as he closed his eyes. Then, he fingered Liam’s mouth to suck on. He now wondered if Liam is ready for him to shag on the arse.
Robbie slowly kneeled down on the dirty bathroom floor. As he licked and suckled on Liam's pale thighs. Slowly groped and fondled on Liam's arse. Robbie tried to finger Liam's arsehole. Yet, it was clutched tight.
His green eyes looked up on Liam. Oh…
Only to be met with shivers and gasping for air from Liam. The unibrows furrowed in confusion. Sweat dripped on his forehead. Eyes holding back tears. Blue teary eyes stared at the green eyes.
Liam was uncomfortable
Robbie felt guilty. Did Liam finally realize that Robbie was crappy? Did Liam finally sober up and does not want to be with Robbie anymore?
Robbie was spiraling down in thoughts. Liam's head was empty yet his body was reacting with discomfort.
“I'm no queer, Robbie. I don't let anyone touch me arse.”
“Hahaha…sorry..Liam…”
“only r’kid can do it…” Liam mumbled softly that Robbie didn't quite understand.
Slowly sobering up, Robbie quickly gave Liam a blowjob so he can prove himself that he deserved Liam’s love no matter if they were queer or not. Love is love after all.
Liam moaned as he gripped on Robbie’s blond hair. If Robbie can't fuck Liam, the at least he can give Liam a blowjob. The thrusts of Liam’s prick against his throat was quick as both are embarrassed at what they have done.
The clear white cum covered Robbie’s lips.
“You are such a good fuckin fag.” smirk Liam.
Robbie didn't know if this was a sarcastic remark from Liam or he genuinely thought he was a good fuck.
Liam then kneeled down at Robbie’s level. He tilted Robbie's head with his hand. As he smooched those cum-covered lips. Then licked and drooled all over Robbie again.
Kissing in a deep magical moment. Both stood up and embraced each other as they kissed. Until…
BAM! BAM! BAM!
Violent knocks moreso kicks on the bathroom door. Banging hard followed by a familiar voice.
“Hey, r’kid!!! I know you are there! Stop shagging there! You stupid bastard!!!”
It made Robbie tripped in the bathroom. Like a monkey that slipped over a banana peel.
The loud thud of his fall was covered with the brothers yelling at each other.
“Shut the fuck up, Noel!!! I am almost done!!! You impatient cunt!!!”
Robbie was now sobered up sadly. He could smell the piss toilet water that got into his red tracksuit. Ugh, he wished he could die in the angel’s arms before that stupid cunt Noel interrupted.
Angry footsteps walked away. Liam glanced back at Robbie. Liam could only laugh at the state of how pathetic Robbie was.
“It's all your brother’s fault!”
“Hahaha, oh come on, Robbie. You make me laugh.” Liam gave him a hand.
“Sure, I do, Liam” he said while he accepted Liam’s help.
Robbie was happy to give laughter to that angelic smile. He was proud that Liam loved or at least fancied him.
Cos my friend said he’d take you home
He sits in a corner all alone
He lives under a waterfall
Nobody can see him
Nobody can ever hear him call
Nobody can ever hear him call
Later that day
In one tent Robbie was in with the host, Noel showed off a never before heard song. A song that would be a wonder hit across decades to come. A proclaimed song that people speculated about his brother. A love song for his brother, Liam.
His Wonderwall.