I LOVE Adam singing Don't Cry for me Argentina SO MUCH. But, er, who is this Brad guy? Google only moderately helpful.

Lovely fic. Lovely lovely!!

I loved this part:
Brad had kept meaning to have the talk about how this wasn’t a, you know, Thing, with Adam. But Adam kept distracting him with hot, fast sex at night and slow, sweet smiles in the morning.

Oh, Lal. So pretty with the words you are!