Lance / ??

[ephemera-pop.livejournal.com]

It's sudenly winter and I'm freezing - warm fuzzy jumper fic, please? Lance and someone? Snuggles are a definite good ;)

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[krankykittie.livejournal.com]

Here you go. Hope this warms you up a little :)

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German fans were friendly and accommodating but the hotel rooms in their country weren't nearly as warm, Lance thought as he stepped into his room. The radiator under the window seemed to be an original fixture of their quaint, rustic hotel and it hissed and sputtered at him, producing more noise than actual heat.

He sat on the end of his bed with a resigned sigh, dislodging a pile of clean clothes. Lynn must have just finished the load because it was still warm from the dryer. Lance grabbed a sweater from the pile and pulled it over his head, moaning aloud as a bit of warmth seeped back into his bones. He started to put the rest of the clothes away when he realized they weren't his but JC's.

Since they were sharing a room, it wasn't a huge inconvenience for Lance to move the stack of clothes to the other bed, but as he did so, he realized that if these were JC's socks, the sweater he was wearing also belonged to his band mate.

He looked around the room furtively before pulling the neck of the sweater up to his nose. Although the others were down in the lobby signing autographs, he didn't want to get caught doing something so completely "girly". The harsh detergent didn't completely mask the lingering scent of JC. Lance took a deep breath, eyes closed, filling his lungs with air that reminded him of spicy cologne and shampoo. He opened his eyes and smoothed the sweater back into place just as the door swung open.

Lance looks guilty, JC thought as he stepped into their room. Cute, but guilty. "I see the laundry’s done."

"Umm…yeah…" Lance stammered. "Clean socks and jeans…"

"And my favorite sweater."

"Huh?'

JC stepped closer and tugged on the hem of the garment in question. "My sweater. I was hoping to wear it since it's so cold, but I'll just borrow something of yours."

"I was gonna hop in the shower to try and warm up…so…umm…here." Lance practically ripped the sweater from his body and threw it to JC before escaping into the bathroom.

Perfection, JC mused as he stared at the closed door, is a warm, soft, snuggly sweater that smells like Lance.

[gregsanderslove.livejournal.com]

Aw! I love it! Heehee little chilly lance smelling JC's sweater. This fic is soo darn cute!
Luv Hannah
XOXOXO

[krankykittie.livejournal.com]

Thank you so very much! :D

[pensnest]

Perfection, JC mused as he stared at the closed door, is a warm, soft, snuggly sweater that smells like Lance.

Sounds good to me. That was charming.

[krankykittie.livejournal.com]

Thanks for reading. So glad you enjoyed it!

[ravenbat.livejournal.com]

*sigh* I want a sweater that smells like JC or Lance.

*pouts*

Lovely fic. :)

[krankykittie.livejournal.com]

Thanks :D

It didn't end quite how I wanted it but 3/4 of the way through my muses went on strike. I wish I had a warm Lance sweater, myself!

[ephemera-pop.livejournal.com]

damned lj not sending me my comments and depriving me of lovely snapshots of warmth and UST! You should have the cookie LJ's not getting ;) Thank you!

[krankykittie.livejournal.com]

You're most welcome. Feedback (and cookies) are loved in equal measure.

lovely snapshots of warmth and UST
Just what I was hoping to accomplish! :)