| Part 4 - Finally |
| JC woke up feeling much better. He stretched trying to remember what had ended up happening the night before. He couldn�t figure out how he�d gotten into his bed. He remembered how Lance had been there and the conversation that they�d had. He also remembered their almost kiss vividly, but how he'd gotten in bed was still a mystery. �I must have fallen asleep,� he thought to himself, �and Lance probably carried me into bed. What a sweetheart.� He sighed. They�d almost kissed. Why hadn�t they? Oh yeah, it was JC�s fault. He�d stopped Lance twice when they were about to kiss. �God, what is wrong with me?� he thought, �I could have KISSED Lance!� It was no use to argue with himself, that wouldn�t change anything. He jumped when he heard a knock at the door. He got up, walking slowly, as he wasn�t fully awake yet. He opened the door, surprised to see Lance there, holding flowers, an embarrassed look on his face. �Oh my God, he looks so good,� Lance thought, �I look like such an idiot with these stupid flowers.� But when JC smiled his big toothy smile, Lance knew the embarrassment over the flowers was worth it. JC pulled him into the room and asked softly, �are those for me?� �Yeah,� Lance started, �I know flowers are kind of girlie, but I just wanted to cheer you up. We both had a rough night.� �Thank you so much. They aren�t girlie at all. I love them,� JC said quickly, taking the flowers into the kitchenette of his hotel room to look for something to put them in. �No problem. Look, Jace, we should probably talk,� Lance suggested. �Yeah, I know. But I don�t really want to,� JC said, almost laughing at the confused look on Lance�s face. �What?� Lance asked, thoroughly confused now. �Well, you know, I�d rather do this,� JC said as he walked towards Lance ending his sentence as their lips touched. The kiss wasn�t that big. It wasn�t passionate or lustful. It was sweet. And sweet was what they both needed at the moment. JC stepped back, and wondered why yet again. But the look on Lance�s face was worth it. Pure shock mixed in with a big smile. JC couldn�t come up with any word to describe it. It was actually quite adorable. �What was that for?� Lance asked, wondering where JC had gotten this confidence from. He was loving it. �Um, you looked like you could use it?� JC more asked than stated. He was also wondering why he felt so confidant. �Oh, ok,� Lance said, letting JC know he was ok with the kiss. �Good,� JC said, smiling. �Jace?� Lance asked, shyly. �Yeah?� JC replied. �You look very kissable right now, mind if I take advantage of that?� Lance asked with a big grin plastered on his face. He didn�t think he�d ever stop smiling. �Not at all,� JC smiled back, laughing a little. He laugh was cut short as Lance kissed him. And it was� pure heaven. JC knew he�d found his home. But the only problem was� �Um, Jace?� Lance asked pulling back a little sooner than JC would�ve liked. �Yeah?� JC asked, wishing Lance hadn�t pulled away. �I love you too,� Lance said, watching as JC�s eyes filled with tears. �Say it again,� JC asked, once he was able to speak. �I love you, Josh,� Lance stated softly, smiling at JC. �I love you too, Lance,� JC replied, pulling Lance to him once again. And he thanked God that he could finally love Lance up close instead of from a distance. THE END |