JuC

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Rarely do you see me ask for a fic. I'm usually just a lemming/lazy-moderator.

I think I want either JuC or Lambs with Justin having a crappy day. And it has to involve a really bad afternoon in LA. Aka, my day today.

Let's just say it involves rain, sitting for three hours in traffic, never making it to my dental appointment, and having to pee really bad.

Write on. Thanks!

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Lambs

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Justin pratically kicked the door to the secret house in LA that he and Lance shared. "What's wrong?" Lance asked as he stared at Justin. Justin growled angerly as he thought about his crappy day. Justin fought the urge to kick at his reflection. He was soaking wet from the rain, his clothes torn to pieces by rabid fans, and a couple of postal dogs. Justin turned to Lance, most of the time Lance would be a sight for soar eyes, but today he just angered him more. Lance, as usual, looked perfect, in his neatly pressed shirt and preppy pants with his hair neatly spiked. "Not now. . ." Justin growled. Lance jumped a little in surpise, but didn't back off and firmly held him in place when Justin tried to leave. "What happened? Are you injured? Did you go to the hospital? Do you need me to take you?" Lance fired off questions sounding extremely concerned. Most of the time Justin would just answer the questions, because he knew Lance was just concerned. Justin would probably react the same way as Lance if the situation was reversed. Justin did his best to bottle his anger. "I'M FINE!" Justin shouted and jerked from Lance's grasp. "Justin. . . Just tell me what happened, please?" Lance pleaded. Justin felt a major pang of guilt. Lance sounded like he was gonna cry. "I'm sorry. I've just had the worst days to end all worst days. I got accused of stealing, when the guy knew I had just paid for it, so therefore I almost got sent to jail until I showed the cop my reciept, and then I got mauled by fans. After I got away from them, they chased me for about three miles. Then I ran into a couple of crazed dogs that decided I'd make a great snack. They finally got chased off, and I had to pratically run back three miles to my car because It started to rain like cats and dogs. On top of that, not only did I ruin a ten thousand dollar outfit, but I'm probably gonna get sick from all of this." Justin said venting to his lover. Lance smiled as if he had just gotten a great idea. "Why don't you lay down on the bed and I'll make you some soup and feed it to you?" Lance asked. "Well, I am kinda hungry." Justin said trailing off. Lance ushered him into bed and tore off all his clothes. Lance threw him a towel and went out of the room. Justin dried off quickly and laid down on the bed naked. He should have puut clothes on but he didn't feel like it at that moment. Justin heard Lance coming and leaned streched out comfortablily on the bed. Justin saw Lance almost drop the tray in his hands when he saw Justin naked. Lance put the tray down beside the bed and looked at him questionablly. "I didn't feel like getting dressed," Justin flipped over onto his back and added," Will you massage my back?" Lance responded by giving him the best massage he could. Justin fell asleep soon after, feeling much better than when he had first walked in the door.