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Basez

Can I please have a jealous basez fic. using this pic.
Lance looks so pissed that Aaron Carter took his spot next to JC.

http://www.nsync-cftc.com/gallery/details.php?image_id=2593

Luv Hannah
XOXOXO

[identity profile] punky-bruusterr.livejournal.com 2005-07-26 09:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Lance kept eyeing over at the spot where JC sat, having to look over the other blond head of hair.

Fucker, he though, I haven't spent any time with JC and I have to put up with this little pube stealing the spot next to him. He leaned back and let out a sigh. And they wouldn't even let him in the fucking game. I'm still wearing my warm up pants, for Christ sakes.

Lance waited the agonizing amount of time for the game to end and cornered JC in the hotel room. He crossed his arms and glared at JC. The older man turned his attention to his lover. "Why are looking at me like I popped your balloon?" Lance bit his lip.

"Jace, don't hate me, okay?" JC shifted on his feet. "What's happening to us?" JC tilted an eyebrow. "What, uh, what do you mean?" Lance sighed. "Jace, I haven't seen you in about a month. Like, really, seen you." JC got a sympathetic look in his eyes. "Baby, I've been busy with the album.” Lance rolled his eyes. “Come on, Jace! You’re almost done with the damned album. You can take a damned flight on a weekend to see me, or pick up the phone. I mean, I’m the only one who has bothered to make an effort here even when busy.” JC shrugged and became silent.

“I’m starting to think I’m the only one who cares at this point.” JC looked up with a wounded expression. “You know that’s not true.” Lance gave him a hurt expression to match. “Do I?” JC opened his mouth to speak, but no sound escaped. “Look, I’m going out with Bev and them. I’ll see you later, I guess.”

Lance quickly changed and was out the door too fast for JC to protest.

***

Lance held onto his drink as he navigated his way through the barely crowded Le Passage. He found Joey in the DJ’s booth and tapped his shoulder.

“Joe, have you seen JC?” Joey shrugged. “I don’t know, man, haven’t seen him in a while. Chris might know.” Lance shook his head and headed off to find Chris. He ran into Justin instead.

“Have you seen Josh?” Justin said. Lance rolled his eyes. “Who do you think I’m looking for, Jup?” Justin frowned. “He left without you?” Lance bit his lip as tears sprung to his eyes. “I don’t know. I think I’m gonna leave now.” “Lance, wait,”

Lance walked away, not wanting to hear Justin’s words of pity.

cont.

[identity profile] punky-bruusterr.livejournal.com 2005-07-26 09:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Lance drudged out of the slow elevator and walked slowly to his room. No need to rush, he thought to himself, another night by myself. He slipped his key into the door ans waited for the light to turn green. Another night by myself...

Lance’s eyes bugged open at the spectacle before him. Candles glowed in small, painted glass globes. White and red rose petals littered the floor and made a trail to the bed. On the bed was where a sleeping JC laid in a heap in the sheets.

Lance felt tears form in his eyes as a big grin plastered his face. He toed off his shoes and peeled off his shirt as he hopped on the bed, which still didn’t wake his lover.

He ran his hand down JC’s face and pressed a lip to his ear. “Wake up, baby.” JC groaned, rolling over and wrapping his arms around the blond.

“I’m sorry I fell asleep and ruined the surprise.” Lance chuckled and laid a soft kiss on his lover’s lips. “You didn’t ruin anything, babe. This is perfect.”

He rested his head on the older man’s shoulder, moonlight from the window bathing them with light as he felt fingers run through his hair. “This is all I wanted.”

Lance felt the pull of sleep make his eyelids go heavy, but then he started to shake with laughter. JC woke up and let out a chuckle. “What?” “There’s no where to go but up, right?” JC took a moment and then began to laugh along with the younger man until they kissed tenderly.

Lance smiled and snuggled into the crook of his lover’s neck. After long moments of quiet, Lance kissed JC’s neck. “I love you.” JC snored in response as Lance chuckled himself to sleep.

Re: cont.

[identity profile] paperdollkisses.livejournal.com 2005-08-01 05:10 pm (UTC)(link)
AW! I loved this. So sweet.