JC, Nick and/or Chris
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I've had a lousy few days, so I could really use a fic that would make me smile.
Some combination of JC, Nick and Chris; with one of them having a harsh week and the other cheering him up.
Some combination of JC, Nick and Chris; with one of them having a harsh week and the other cheering him up.
hope your days got better...
Date: 2007-05-03 09:40 am (UTC)but i wrote it anyway... :)
lets assume JC is having a bad day/week/month...
"No, honestly, Chris, I'm *fine*, really. Good, so good, man, I've got a lot to do. I've got appearances and shows and shit, that thing with J and stuff, I mean, that's over and shit, but it was good, and I know you’ve got stuff, things, stuff to do, that show of yours man, you really want to do that? Guess it's too late to say 'boo' and shit, but well, I wouldn't, but, dude, 'boo' and yeah, Lance and all his shit, and maybe I'll stop by, see Joe, you know, I'm all good…man, really, you see that? Watch any of it? He's pretty awesome, yeah? Maybe we did good, teaching him and stuff, I mean, and stuff…Hey, did you hear any of my latest? Anywhere? Never mind, what I sent you…I'm like, blowing up…Chris? Man, you there? Did you fucking call me up to hang up on me again, man? That's, like, wrong…Chris? Hey, well, fuck you too, man, someone's at the door, so…"
JC still had his phone to his ear when he opened his door and stood face to face with Nick Carter. Chris' giggle echoed in his ear the same time he popped from behind Nick Carter.
"We're here to take you away." The Chris standing before him and the Chris in his ear said at the same time.
"I don't need-" JC began, talking to the Chris on the phone, but the Nick Carter standing in front of him reached out and took his phone away, palming it closed and pushing his way into his home, as the Chris In Real life began to talk.
"Hey, baby, hi. Just want to take you for a trip."
The combination of the two made JC a bit nauseous, so he bent over, head between his legs and began deep breathing; he thought, perhaps, if he kept at it, they might *all* go away. Chris *and* Nick Carter.
"It'll be fun." Nick Carter told him as he was standing with his head between his legs and breathing deeply, slowly and pretending Nick Carter wasn't standing in his house.
Chris-the real life one- jerked him up by his collar and smiled at him. "Don't think too hard, man, and come with us. Boat trip, you'll have fun. Swear."
Nick just smiled and shrugged his shoulders. It was as if, JC thought, he'd already had this conversation with Chris, and lost. Still. He opened his mouth to protest more, but Chris quickly popped two blue pills in and handed him the coke he was holding. "Swallow." JC did, and Chris smiled at him like he was the best boy in the world. Just like the old days. "There's my boy!"
Chris pushed him back and sat him down on his couch. "Good. You sit there, let the pills do their job, smile pretty at Nick," Chris turned his head to wink at Nick, "and I'll go pack you a bag."
JC watched Chris walk away, twisting his head to an almost impossible angle, as he did so.
"So? Is there anything you really want to take with you? Because he's not going to ask. Once he comes down, with whatever he *thinks* you'll need, that'll be it."
JC didn't take his eyes away from the spot Chris had just been in. "That what he did to you?"
"Yeah. I. I mean… I'm not sure *why* I'm here."
"You could call 911."
Nick Carter laughed. "He took my phone."
JC smiled. "*You* took *my* phone. Feel free to use it." JC's gaze finally goes to Nick.
Nick shook his head, his smile firmly in place. "I can't. I'm sure whatever he's doing, he mean's well."
"Oh, you think? Kidnapping?" He narrowed his eyes at Nick. "Out of *group* kidnapping?"
Nick nodded. "Yeah. I mean…well, hell, I feel better already." And the smile he sent to JC was so, well, *happy*, JC decided to let Chris do what he wanted. Plus, the little blue pills? They seemed to be doing their job, and fuck if he hadn't swallowed of his own free will.
"Man? I'm kinda sleepy, maybe I won't press charges."
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(see part 2)
part 2...
Date: 2007-05-03 09:41 am (UTC)Nice.
"Wow, you sure he'll be okay with this?"
"*What* is this? Sun, me, boat, fishing, *you*," Chris snickered, "man, every over worked, over worried fuck should wake up so lucky. You missed a spot, dude, right shoulder."
"Naw, none of that. I mean, this, um, his, uh, swimwear. I'd be kinda pissed, kidnapped is one thing, wake up in a pink and purple thong? That's a whole lot of another thing, Chris." Nick's hands moved over JC's body, slowly and smoothly, rubbing in what JC hoped was a good SPF 30 sunscreen. He did go back over his right shoulder.
"You buy this special for him?"
"No, I did not. He *owned* this. This is his very own thong. I, being the perv I am, just chose it over the many boring swim trunks he had in his closet. Get his toes, man, he burns easy and gets sick with it. But, dude, when he wakes up and asks? This was all I could find, kay?"
"Okay, man. Shouldn't he be waking up, though? You didn't overdose him, you think?"
"Pfft. He's fine, man, don't worry, I know my guys. Plus, he'll be better off once we finish with him. Go bring up the lunch and I'll wake up sleeping beauty."
JC listened to Nick move away, fighting a smile.
Chris slapped his thigh. "Open your eyes, fucker. I know you're awake."
"How'd you know?" JC asked, grinning.
"Like I said, I know my boys." Chris told him, poking at his side.
JC opened his eyes, and Chris was above him, grinning that Chris-grin that he'd missed so much, without even knowing *how* much he was missing it. JC smiled, trying to match Chris' grin, but quickly giving up with a laugh and rising up to kiss Chris' grin away. He hooked an arm around Chris' neck, pulling him close, sucking and biting at Chris' mouth, before pulling back with a smile. "You suck, man. This isn't right. Kidnapping. Nick Carter enhanced kidnapping." JC pushed him away and stood up, letting Chris fall to the deck of the boat and taking a good look at his surroundings. "I'm *busy*, fucker!"
Chris snickered. "I know you are, baby."
"Where the fuck am I?"
Chris didn't move from where he had landed, he only stretched and wiggled, getting omfortable. "On Nick Carter's boat."
JC stretched, hands reaching towards the heavens, toes curling. "Where's Nick Carter's boat?"
"Under us, dude."
JC turned and glared at him, one eyebrow raised.
Chris just laughed. "Dude, you know I don't know stuff like that! We're on the water, yeah? And
It's nice, right?" He bounced up, coming to stand behind JC and wrapping his arms around him, face flush against JC's naked, sun-screened and slick back. Chris hugged him tight. "We're good, JC. It's all good. I've got you."
JC leaned back, letting Chris take his weight, knowing he could, knowing he would. Chris' arm came over his shoulder, pointing. "Look, dude."
JC looked.
"What's there?" Chris asked.
JC shook his head, "Nothing, man. There's nothing there."
JC felt Chris' nod against his back. "Yeah, man. Nothing. It's gonna be nothing for a few days, dude. Nothing. Just you, me---"
Nick Carter came into view from below deck with a tray piled high with sandwiches, chips, beer and a smile bright enough to rival the sun.
"--and *that*, for the next few days, man." JC felt Chris bite down on his shoulder and he shivered. "It's gonna be a good few days, man. Good days."
Re: part 2...
Date: 2007-05-03 01:02 pm (UTC)Re: part 2...
Date: 2007-05-04 03:45 pm (UTC)im glad you liked it.
i was gonna throw in some actual sex...but i was far too tipsy!
'cause honestly, my drunken porn is not a thing to share :)
Re: part 2...
Date: 2007-05-08 06:38 am (UTC)*dies laughing*
That?
Was awesome. The characterizations of the whole THING were awesome. Thanks for sharing!
Re: part 2...
Date: 2007-05-08 05:50 pm (UTC)glad you enjoyed.