In the living room laying together on the couch, snuggled together, JC watched a movie as his fingers ran over the exposed skin of her tummy, keeping her close for warmth as she lays there against him lost in thought. He could tell just by how her breathing had slowed not to long ago and how she didn't show emotion to the movie she wasn't mentally there with him. If he had a choice he would nail Justin for what he was doing to her. He hated seeing her like this and if it was a first he would be more understanding but it was becoming a month episode and he didn't blame her.
"Should we just go to bed?" He asks softly before nuzzling his nose into her hair and neck, taking in her peachy sent while closing his eyes, his fingers tracing patterns on her skin. He wasn't expecting an answer, his guess she was already half asleep as he felt her body warm more.
"no..." she says barely audible before slowly turning her head. JC pulls back a bit, curiously looking down at her as she opens her tired eyes, looking up at him in a most sorrowful look. He felt his heart drop, wanting to just cry at her appearance as she turned her body carefully, moving closer into him.
"Raquel please.. smile please you're killing me."
She frowns more at his plead, tears filling her eyes as she moves closer against him, unable to fight off the emotions. Her lip sets between her teeth, being bitten down upon as she does her best not to sob but finding it impossible as a silent cry begins.
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It had been four hours since Britney left and she had yet to return which only could strike Justin as odd but he ignored it as he strummed his accostic guitar, singing softly to himself, building a small tune and writing the cords down. He hadn't worked so hard on a song in months but this one he needed to do, needed to finish. He finally figured out how to appologize and tell her he loves her no matter what.
"There's a thousand words that I could say to make you come home. Seems so long ago you walked away and left me alone. And I remember what you said to me.. you were acting so strange. And maybe I was too blind to see you needed a change.."
He looked up, seeing the door to the huge suit hotelroom open and a freshly pampered Britney walk through with a bright smile. She flicked a light on, bringing him out of the dark of his depression before dropping her bags on a chair, shutting the door behind her.
"Could you be any more depressing? Just send her flowers and a card. She loves you," Britney speaks up as she makes her way over to him, having a seat on the couch besides her friend.
"I wish it was the easy. She hates me though," He says, frowning as he lowers his head before beginning to strum away at his guitar again.
"No, she couldn't." Britney says bluntly before taking her hand, coving his to stop his playing as she looks at him seriously. Justin lets out a slightly frustrated sigh before nodding, forcing a fake smile to give her reassurence.
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After a long cry, Raquel found herself laying practically under JC as his hands rubbed her side and her arms stayed tightly around him, keeping him close. His body had no choice but to covers hers due to her death grip on him and his desire for once not to be released.
"Where do you see yourself in five years?" Raquel asks softly before leaning her head back slightly, looking up a him with an innocent appeal as she ran her fingertips over his lower back.
Confused by the sudden question JC lowers his head some, looking at her oddly before giving a little shrug, his hands resting upon her slim waist line as he naturally wetted his lips.
"Ahh... If lucky just married with a child. Working as a producer and happy..." He answers before ducking down a bit, pressing his lips tenderly to her forehead, causing her to smile a bit, closing her eyes.
"Who would be your wife? Can't say Bobbie unless you have a death wish," she teases, still using her same soft voice as she presses up more against him, cuddling closer.
"If I had my choice.." he began only to stop, feeling his breath catch in his throat as he could feel her fully pressed to him. He gulped a bit, taking a deep breath as he looked down at her, trying to find his courage. "If I had my choice then.. you."
Her eyes slowly opened at the words, looking up at him in surprise. But her surprise wasn't unexpected and out of weakness and courage, his lips pushed down hard upon hers. JC wanted to kiss her since the first day he had met her and now, now after watching her be hurt, going everywhere with her, and doing his best to comfort and support her he needed a change. He didn't remove his lips though hers were not returning the kiss. He couldn't give up.
Raquel's eyes widened as she laid there, her lips against his, her body against his. She had no desire however to pull back and after what seemed like a minute she slowly closed her eyes, giving into the urge inside of her. Her lips caressed his, pressing back gently as she kissed him back.