CantTakeMeHome4

Let me let you know, yeah
That I'm leaving baby
Let me let you know, yeah
That I'm leaving baby
Let me let you know

JC woke up from the sound of someone yelling. Stretching his long body on the couch, JC yawned and reached out for Lance. When his arm met air, he sighed and turned to go back to sleep. A voice coming from the kitchen prevented that from happening.

"I don't give a shit anymore, Justin," Lance was saying loudly, "we're
through. Over. Done with. So just deal with it. Go find Britney and fuck her senseless to help you forget."

JC cringed. Lance was pissed and that was never good. He knew he shouldn't be listening to the conversation, but he couldn't help it.

Dear baby
I'm not sorry
For leaving you this way
And I know I should have told you
Face to face
We've always been straight up
So I won't waste your time
I'm leaving, say goodbye because
I know what you did last night

"Bullshit," said Lance. "You're a horrible liar Justin. You always were." He sighed and when he spoke again, his voice was quieter but just as firm. "Look, the only thing I'm sorry about is not doing this sooner and to your face. I can hear that bit- I can hear *Britney* whining in the background, so I'm going to let you go now. Have a nice life Justin. Without me."

JC heard Lance slam the phone down, and wondered if he should pretend to still be asleep. Deciding against it, he got up and walked into the kitchen to find Lance sitting on a chair with his head in his hands. JC crouched down beside him and rubbed his back.

"Hey buddy," he said softly, "are you okay?"

Whatever your excuse is
I'm sure I've heard them all before
Time and time again I told you
That I needed more
Now I'm walking out the door, oh

Lance laughed humorlessly and sat up, wiping his nose on his sleeve.

"I'll be fine," he said. "It was just harder than I thought, ya know?"

JC nodded, waiting for Lance to continue.

"I mean, I did love him Josh. I really did," whispered Lance. "But now, all he does is make excuses to not be with me, and I'm so sick of it. Maybe I don't deserve anything better than what he's been giving me."

"Oh, Lance," said JC, " yes you do. You deserve so much better than him. Believe me. One day, Lance, you'll fine someone who will give you everything and so much more. You just have to keep your eyes open."

Lance opened his eyes and looked at JC. "Maybe the right person has been here all along," he whispered.

JC swallowed and willed himself not to give in. When Lance leaned forward to kiss him, JC reluctantly turned his head away. Lance pulled back quickly, tears rolling down his cheeks.

"See?" he yelled. "Nobody wants me! I'm just a worthless nobody!"

JC grabbed Lance when he stood up and pulled him to the floor and onto JC's lap. Lance struggled with the arms that held him down, but JC was much stronger and trying so hard not to cry had made him tired. He clung to JC, allowing the older man to rub his back and rock him gently.

"Shh, shh, Lance, it'll be okay," he whispered. He pulled back, forcing Lance to look at him. JC kissed the tip of Lance's nose and sighed. "I do want you Lance," he whispered, "believe me I do. But you and Justin just broke up, and I don't want to make things worse by being with you right now."

Lance sniffled. "But it won't-"

JC put a finger on Lance's lips. "Yes, it will," he said with a small smile.
"I refuse to just have sex with you Lance."

When Lance's eyes filled with tears, JC thought he had said the wrong thing. However, soon Lance was smiling and hugging him tighter.

"Thanks," he said into JC's neck, "I was hoping you would say that."

*Song used: Pink - "Let Me Let You Know"