| Chapter 5 |
| "Yes, finally, it's Christmas Eve!" Chris screamed as he slid around the whole house, running back and forth from room to room. "Settle boy, god, it's not that big of a deal," JC said as Chris entered the Jungle Room and climbed on the bed. "Yes, it is a big deal. I get to go home tonight! I don't have to spend anymore time with the 'couples.' This is a HUGE deal," Chris sighed laying back on the bed. "The couples?" JC questioned hoping he wasn't being too obvious. "Yes, dense one, the couples. Joe and Justin have been like all over each other the whole time we're here and Lance and you couldn't be more obvious," he replied with a yawn. "Lance and me?" JC replied as he moved around the room trying to keep his mind moving. "Yes, the Bass-Chasez mutual appreciation club, Lance and you sleeping together every night and getting closer and closer every time. We're not blind, C," Chris explained as he got up and left the room. "I just hope you're right," he whispered as he sunk to the floor to finish his final gift. <><><><><><><><><><><> "Ok, let's start, let's start," Chris exclaimed as Justin, Joey, Lance and himself sat spread around the living room. "Wait, Josh isn't here," Lance said urgently. "He's not supposed to be, he wanted me to give you this," Justin said bringing a small package out from behind the couch. Lance took it and looked at it questionably before sitting back down. On the top of the package was scrawled: To: Lance, From: Your Secret Santa (AKA Josh). Lance could feel his stomach twist into what felt like a thousand knots. Without hesitating any longer he ripped it open quickly and lifted the lid to the box. Inside was a piece of paper. Lance unfolded it quickly and read it as fast as he could manage with the adrenaline pumping fast through his veins. He felt as if his body would just give out any second: Lance, I know this isn't a lot, it really isn't anything at all. I'm giving you my heart. Please take it and be gentle. Come find me and tell me you feel the same. Love always, Josh "Ohmygod," Lance murmured as he got up and practically sprinted from the room. "It's about damn time," Joey laughed as he watched the scene unfold. Lance didn't hear it because he was already upstairs bursting into the Jungle Room. Lance had never seen the room look so beautiful. Candles cast a small glow over the awkward room and the man of his dreams was pacing back and forth at the foot of the bed. JC looked up and smiled at him brightly. "I hoped it was you," Lance mumbled as he rushed into JC's waiting arms. JC awkwardly welcomed the man into his embrace not exactly sure how to do it. His best friend in the whole world was hugging him just like so many times before except for now there was so much more to it. "I'm so happy to hear you say that, you have no idea," JC whispered in reply. He slowly lifted Lance's chin bringing their lips together with a soft touch. "Josh," Lance moaned into the kiss as it deepened. JC allowed his fingers to trail lazily done Lance's back and hook at his waistband. Lance pressed his body tightly to the man in front of him, not wanting their bodies to be apart anymore. "This," kiss, "is" kiss, "so good," JC mumbled only half consciously. He couldn't concentrate on anything but the plush set of lips that were pressed firmly into his. "This has got to be the best Christmas ever," Lance mumbled sucking on JC's bottom lip as he pulled away. "I know, it is easily," JC mumbled leaning back in to nuzzle Lance's cheek with his hair. The man giggled slightly allowing the touch to linger. "I almost forgot," Lance whispered into his ear, "I'm your Santa." "Really? I loved the gifts so much, I don't know how you can top yourself," JC laughed as he tried to pull Lance down to the bed next to him. "Oh I don't know how I'll top YOUR gift but I know I can top mine," he laughed as he ran from the room. JC sat there confused for a minute when he heard Lance call, "Josh, get your scrawny ass down here if you want your gift." JC got up and pounded down the stairs as fast as he could and saw Lance standing in the entryway of the house right next to the front room which was rarely ever used. In fact the room was pitch black and the only light in the hall was from the other room. "My ass is not scrawny," JC laughed as he turned around and shook his butt playfully before Lance grabbed his hips and turned his around. "Ok, it's not, but settle, it's gift time," Lance whispered guiding him towards the room and slowly turning the light on. Inside sat a beautiful black grand piano. "Ohmygod, ohmygod," JC gasped tears springing to his eyes almost instantly. He walked forward slightly and ran his hand over the smooth surface. "Do you like it?" a small voice asked from behind. JC swung around instantly and took in the look on the blonde's face. "This is too much, it's so extravagant," JC mumbled tears falling freely from his eyes. "No, it's not," Lance said lightly shaking his head. Lance took JC's hand lightly and led him to the bench and they sat down next to each other. Lance wrapped his arm snuggly around JC's waist as he lifted the lid to see the keys. JC ran his fingers back and forth across the keys a few times before he settled in and began to play. His eyes closed instantly and his face showed everything he was feeling. His eyes squeezed shut even tighter when he reached the climax and his head would bob into the repetition. It was the most beautiful thing Lance had ever seen. When JC stopped he slowly lifted his head and Lance reached up to rub his cheek lightly. Both their eyes glittered with tears yet neither had been happier. "We have to go upstairs before I slam you down on this bench and make love to you right here," JC mumbled as he leaned his forehead forward to rest against Lance's. "Eager, huh?" Lance smiled brightly. "Extremely." JC stood and pulled Lance with him and brought him to their room. <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> "Joe, now that Chris is gone and on his way home, I can give you your real gift," Justin mumbled quietly pulling himself from his boy's embrace in front of the fire. "What, Ju, that wasn't it earlier? I loved the superman stuff, I don't need anything else," Joey said but was silenced when Justin pulled a small box from his pants and knelt in front of him. "It's not enough. Joe, I want everything with you. I want it all. I want the white picket fence, the three kids and the dog. I want to dump Brit and come out, I want to marry you," Justin said as he popped the box open and slipped the ring out. "Justin," Joey said as his jaw dropped open. "Please, just say it," Justin said growing nervous. He had thought the answer would be yes from the start. "Yes," Joey grinned as they kissed lightly. <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> "Josh," Lance moaned as JC's hands slipped lightly down his chest and reached for his belt buckle. "What baby?" JC gasped his hot breath hitting Lance's chest making his hips buck up involuntarily. He looked up into the green pools and saw he hesitation that sat there. "I'm not ready," he said embarrassed as he looked away. "Hey, don't be ashamed, it's fine," JC sighed as he crawled up the bed and lay behind Lance. He wrapped his arms around the blonde's waist and held him tightly. "Josh, don't lie, I know you want it," Lance said not wanting to be the girl in the relationship. "I want it, but not if it makes you uncomfortable. I have the rest of my life to spend with you. No need to hurry," JC sighed. "I love you, Josh," Lance whispered quietly as JC pulled a blanket over them. "I love you too," JC murmured, "Merry Christmas, babe." THE END |