Am just back from a weekend of Adam Lambert concert(s) and a family wedding, and just found this. Even though I've read some really good Adam/Brad, this is the first fic that really connected emotionally with the pairing for me. And because the emotion was the point rather than the porn, I think having that offscreen was better. And gave Neil some hilarious teasing ammunition. I like Adam being abashed and Neil's wistfulness, and Brad being Brad.

If you're at all interested, I'll be posting tomorrow about Glam Nation. Right now I just want to go home and crash - I've driven 800 miles since Thursday afternoon, by my own choice, but I'm kinda dead right now.