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| �Justin?� �Yeah?� Justin said. �Will you paint my toenails?� Lance asked. �What?!� Justin exclaimed. �I said will you paint my toenails?� Lance repeated. �Hell no!� Justin yelled, giving Lance a strange look, �where�d that come from?� �Well, you painted the girl�s toenails in the video,� Lance reminded him. �So?� Justin questioned. �So, why won�t you paint mine? You were supposedly in love with her. And you�re in love with me. At least I thought you were-� Lance said, but was interrupted by Justin. �I *do* love you Lance, I don�t see what painting toenails has to do with it,� Justin told him, frowning. �I just� I don�t know. I just wanted you to do it. But nevermind if you think it�s stupid,� Lance began, standing up from his place on the couch and turning to leave the room. �Wait! Lance, come back here!� Justin exclaimed, not understanding what was up with Lance, but not wanting him to leave. Lance turned around, staying where he was and not saying a word. �Come�re baby,� Justin said, motioning for Lance to come back. Lance complied, walking slowly over to Justin and sitting in his lap. Justin pulled Lance against his chest, kissing his forehead. �I love you baby. Nothing will ever change that, ok?� Justin whispered, holding Lance close to him. �Yeah,� Lance replied through silent tears that had appeared on his cheeks, �I love you too.� �So are we good?� Justin asked, drying every last tear. �Yeah,� Lance responded, turning to give Justin a quick kiss before pulling him to their bedroom in the hotel room they shared. **** Justin woke up the next morning with a smile on his face. He�d just had the best dream ever. He rolled over, snuggling up to Lance�s chest with a sleepy sigh. The movement woke Lance up, and he smiled at Justin, pulling him even closer. The two lovers laid there in each other�s arms for a while longer before getting up to prepare for their day. They had the day off, and they had decided to spend it lounging around the hotel pool. Neither wanted to shower before swimming because they�d just have to shower again later to get the chlorine off their bodies. So they just dressed in their suits, grabbed two towels from the bathroom, and headed to the pool. To their surprise, the pool was empty when they got there. They threw their towels down on the nearest lawn chair and ran, jumping into the pool. Lance surfaced, only to be splashed in the face by Justin. Lance coughed and sputtered before yelling, �oh, I am so going to get you for that Timberlake!� �If you can catch me!� Justin exclaimed, swimming quickly to the other side of the pool with a smirk on his face. �It�s going to be so fun to wipe that stupid smirk off his face,� Lance thought to himself, smiling slyly as he trapped Justin in a corner. Justin tried to climb out of the pool, but Justin caught the top of his bathing suit and said, �freeze or I pull.� �Lance,� Justin started, trying to get his shorts out of Lance�s grip. �You move again and I�ll do it,� Lance threatened, smirking when Justin sighed in frustration. �Fine,� Justin surrendered, lowering himself back into the water and waiting to find out how Lance was going to �punish� him. �Just like that?� Lance asked, confused. �Yeah,� Justin replied, grinning, �you said to stop moving, so I figured I might as well turn myself in.� �Good idea,� Lance replied. �So what�s my punishment?� Justin questioned, hoping Lance would come up with something fun. �Hmmm, I don�t know,� Lance responded, winking. �Come *on* Lance, punish me,� Justin whined. �Ok, but remember, you asked for it,� Lance reminded him. Justin just nodded, so Lance moved towards him, pushing Justin up against the side of the pool. Lance leaned in so his lips were right next to Justin�s ear and whispered sensually, �you get to paint my toenails.� THE END |