Boys13

Justin was floating. He sighed quietly, a content smile gracing his lips. He looked around the room to make sure no one was watching, before leaning forward and burying his nose in Lance's hair. He breathed deeply and sighed again, careful not to wake his love up.

The bus was on its way back to the hotel, and everyone except Justin was asleep. They had had a fun, yet exhausting day. Joey and JC were asleep together on the large beenbag chair, and Justin smiled at the way JC's head was resting on Joey's shoulder. Chris was sprawled out on the floor, one knee bent and an arm thrown over his eyes. Lance was asleep on the small leather couch, his head resting comfortably on Justin's chest. Justin smiled and ran his hands slowly through Lance's hair, the gel worn out and making the dirty blonde strands silky soft.

Justin kissed the top of Lance's head, only daring to be this bold while
Lance slept, and fell asleep as well. When Justin's breathing had evened out, Lance's eyes opened slowly and he smiled.

'Soon, we'll be doing that a lot more often,' thought Lance. He grinned and snuggled back against Justin, falling asleep once more.

~*~
Joey sighed and tried to get his key out of his pocket while simultaneously holding JC up. He grumbled to himself quietly, one hand flipping through his wallet and the other arm holding JC around the waist. Justin was right beside him, holding on to Lance and Chris. Joey almost cried when he finally got the key. He slid his wallet back into his back pocket and inserted the key, scooping JC up into his arms and carrying him inside.

Justin stood by the door, shifting Chris's weight so that he wouldn't drop him or Lance. After a minute, Joey came back out and took Chris from him.

"How about we just put him in the loner room for now," whispered Joey, nodding to Chris's sleeping form. "JC's all ready in my room, you can stay with Lance in his room, and besides, Chris snores."

Justin laughed quietly. "Yeah, that's a good idea." He pulled his room key out of his pocket and gave it to Joey.

Joey scooped Chris up, much like he had with JC, and headed for Justin's room. Justin did the same with Lance, scooping him up and carrying him to the room. It was when he reached the door that he realized he didn't have a key.

"Shit," he whispered. Standing Lance up carefully, he chewed on his bottom lip. 'You know what you have to do,' he thought to himself. Taking a deep breath and squeezing his eyes shut, he reached a shaking hand into Lance's pocket. He managed to pull out the key without doing any damage, and he sighed thankfully, knowing that his face was beet red.

Once the door was open, Justin carried Lance inside and laid him carefully on the bed. Breathing a sigh of relief, he quickly got undressed, leaving only his boxers and an undershirt on. He nervously undressed Lance afterwards, and slipped into his own bed.

"Justin?" came a sleepy voice.

Justin cursed quietly and sat up in bed, rubbing his eyes with the palm of his hand.

"Yeah, Lance?" he whispered into the dark. "Did I wake you?"

The curtain was cracked slightly, and a little moonlight slipped through and into the hotel room. Justin could see Lance's outline sit up in bed and hug his knees to his chest.

"No," he whispered back. "I just ... um, nevermind."

"No, Lance, what is it?"

Lance blushed, thankful Justin couldn't see it in the dark. "Would you ... um, could you ... will you sleep with me?"

Justin's mouth fell open and he felt a blush creep across his cheeks. "Uh ... w-why Lance?"

Lance shifted in bed and sighed. "I'm uh ... kinda, afwefqwdjhkd," he mumbled into his hand.

"What? Lance, I can't hear you." Justin got out of bed and sat on the edge of Lance's, taking the other man's hand away from his mouth.

"I'm afraid of the dark," Lance whispered, staring down at the blanket and trying to ignore the way Justin's hand was warm on his.

Justin smiled and without a word, slipped into bed next to Lance. Lance smiled and snuggled up to Justin's chest. "You're warm," he whispered. "Thanks for sleeping with me."

Justin smiled in the dark and ran his hands through Lance's hair. "No
problem," he said, the sound making his chest vibrate and send chills down Lance's spine. Justin slouched in bed until his mouth was next to Lance's ear and whispered, "I'll always protect you."

Lance closed his eyes. When he opened them, he couldn't see Justin so much as feel his breath on his own face. Lance licked his lips and whispered, "Thank you," before touching his lips to Justin's.

Justin gasped at the feel of Lance's lips on his, and he opened his mouth slowly to allow Lance entrance. Lance's tongue was fast and eager, wanting to explore and taste every inch of Justin's mouth, and Justin all too willingly to let him. They both pulled back a few seconds later, faces flushed and breathingly heavily.

Justin swallowed and pushed the hair stuck to Lance's forehead behind his ear, before placing a soft kiss there. Lance smiled and met Justin's lips, this time more in relief than want. They snuggled back into the sheets together, content in knowing they would wake up in each other's arms.