| Birthday Wishes Author�s note: This is written as a �tribute� to Lance. Happy twenty-third birthday! And may all your dreams come true � getting with JC being on top of that to-do list. Hopefully, your space trip will go FINE and you guys get back together soon! I�ll miss y�all. *Sob* Come back soon, plleeeeaaaassseeee. For the sake of your own sanity, if not mine! Anyway, I�d like to thank Ubrina and Jessica for this story. *Grin* They�re, well, pretty much my inspiration for a lot of the slash I write. Nah, just kidding. But they were goofing off in school and acting all lesbian and I couldn�t help it. I was struck with this idea. Lance�s birthday is just something that got me down to writing it. Again, best wishes to our favourite blond boy! : P �Do you think we could pull it off?� Green eyes slowly lifted to meet cerulean before turning back to the other three unsuspecting victims eating their cheerios for breakfast. �Absolutely.� A smile crept across JC�s face. He nodded and grabbed Lance�s hand, squeezing it. �It�s WAS ONE of your birthday wishes � the only one you�d tell me anyway. And as your best friend, I gotta try to grant it, don�t I? Come on,� JC said softly. �First mission.� The corners of Lance�s mouth lifted upwards into a smile. �Let�s get it on!� he agreed, pulling onto JC�s hand and sauntering into the kitchen lazily, JC hot on his heels. �Morning,� Justin mumbled, without looking up. Joey grunted and Chris smiled at them by way of greeting, before spitting his mouthful of cereal at Justin. �Watch it, dude!� Justin screeched, wiping the milk out of his eyes. �Gross, Chris. That was so�� His voice trailed off as he followed Chris� line of sight. Then his jaw dropped. Joey finally noticed the stiff tension in the room and looked up from the newspaper. His eyes widened. �Uhhh�did I miss a newsflash?� �Um.� JC finally deigned to answer and he dropped his grip on Lance�s arm to scratch the back of his neck. �Nope. Last I heard, it�s the start of our fourteen month break. Did you not know?� Joey just shook his head, numb with shock. �He meant, smartass, since when did you and Lance start sleeping around?� Chris snapped. �Us?� Lance sounded shocked. �Us fooling around?!� His bewildered expression made JC wonder for the thousandth time how people could think that Lance was a lousy actor. Granted, On The Line hadn�t been that big a hit, but if the plot is unoriginal, there�s not much else you can expect. �We�re not fooling around!� JC faked wide-eyed innocence, a face he and Lance were famous for perfecting. �Honest!� he added, when he saw that none of the three in front of him believed a word he was saying. Lance stuck out his bottom lip and pouted, mimicking Justin flawlessly. �I don�t get it babe,� Lance sidled up closer to JC and buried his head in the crook of JC�s shoulder, his eyebrows furrowed in false confusion, �Why would they think that about US?� JC shook his head, but his throat was suddenly choked up. Babe? JC wondered, What was THAT all about? But God, Lance smells good. Oh wait, where did THAT come from? �I don�t know,� he answered, his voice barely above a squeak. He composed himself and forced a weak smile. Chris rolled his eyes and Justin turned his head stiffly away from the new �couple�. �Uh� maybe because you�re ALL UP EACH OTHER�S ASSES?� �We are?� Lance shook his head and disentangled himself from JC. �No, we aren�t.� And with that, the two left the room, before collapsing in JC�s bed and giggling like a pack of hyenas. �What was THAT all about?� Joey wondered out loud, voicing JC�s thoughts only moments ago. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ �JC?� �What?� �LANCE?� �What?� �Why the hell are you� you�re FOOT FONDLING under the table!� Justin yelled, finally losing his cool. �I mean, COME ON!� �Guys?� Joey broke in, �Is there something you think we should know?� �Uh, no.� JC said, smiling sweetly. �Why? Do you have something to tell us, Joe?� Joey muttered something about changing subjects and shook his head, returning to his pasta. JC and Lance couldn�t help exchanging a triumphant glance. Chris snuck a look at the two, and he just KNEW something was up. He sighed. Time would only tell. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ �Did you see the look on their faces?� Lance gushed, falling onto the seat. JC, convulsing with giggles, dropped onto the couch and nodded, barely managing a gasp of air. �Oh gosh. We should have done this sooner.� Lance agreed. Then, the laughter seemed to die on their lips. The two men sat up quietly, meeting each other�s eyes before looking quickly away, almost as if embarrassed. JC leaned forward and dropped his hand casually on Lance�s knee, testing for a reaction. Lance leaned in instinctively to the touch, before realizing what he was doing, and jumping back. JC licked his lips nervously and went for the kill. Something somewhere at the back of his mind was screaming at him to go for it, and somewhere else something was screaming at him to stop whatever crap he was pulling and get his act together. He chose his gut instinct. Lance turned at JC�s movement. Their lips met in a crushing, breathless kiss. JC almost pulled back, but then he realized Lance was kissing back! He�s� kissing back! JC thought, feeling something close to a kind of delirious euphoria sweep through his body. Whoa, whoa, whoa� what�s happening here? Before either had time to pull back, the door swung open. Joey�s jaw dropped, like Justin�s had, and he stood frozen, rooted to the spot. Lance pulled away in alarm, and saw the same confused look in JC�s eyes that he was sure were mirrored in his own. �I� we�� Lance tried lamely. JC finally pulled himself together. �Mind if you let us finish, Joey?� he said, his voice lower, huskier than usual, sending unexpected chills down Lance�s spine. He leaned forward and covered Lance�s lips with his own again. Lance returned the kiss with as much enthusiasm, if not more. Joey could only stare. Then, collecting his wits, he left the two boys to experiment. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ �We� it� just caught up in the moment.� �Yeah,� azure eyes turned away dejectedly from jade green. �Yeah.� ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ �Hey guys!� Lance said brightly as he entered the room, JC following him, looking slightly subdued. They sat, Lance practically diving into JC�s lap. Lance lay his weight carefully on top of JC�s and heard the older man sigh contentedly. He didn�t question though, simply let their bodies mould together. �Watcha doing?� �Watching you feel each other up,� Chris muttered. �Was the kissing session any good?� JC didn�t even flinch. �Well, as a matter of fact, it was. Thank you.� He replied coolly, before he felt Lance stiffen. He just sighed. �It�s okay Lance,� he whispered into the blond�s ear. �Really.� Lance nodded slightly and relaxed again. Justin made an impatient noise. �You�re practically jumping each other. Are you SURE there�s nothing going on?� �Yeah, anything you wanna talk about?� �Nah.� The two stood and strolled out of the room, with their arms around each other's shoulders, whistling tunelessly, seemingly carefree. �So.� It was Chris. �There�s something there. I always knew about those two. I mean, I don�t know about you guys, but they do look cute together. And I love the way JC�s eyes always light up whenever Lance is around.� Joey snorted, �Yeah. They�re up to something.� Justin piped in softly, �I think they�re playing with our minds. But JC�s discovering just how much he DOES want things to stay this way. And Lance� I don�t think-� �Lance isn�t okay with all of this,� Chris informed. �Or if he is, he isn�t comfortable with it yet. I saw how he tensed about the kissing. Damn, I just hope JC isn�t hurt. You know what he�s like.� Justin sighed, nodding slowly. �Yeah. Yeah.� Joey rubbed his eyes tiredly. �I just hope Lance realizes all this soon.� ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ �Okkkaaaaayyyy� what are you guys doing NOW?� �Dancing,� Lance answered innocently. �I can see that. But, uh, why is� you�re� never mind.� Lance smiled pleasantly before turning back to JC. �Come on, baby, you know you want this,� he rumbled, his voice low and sexy. JC let out a soft groan as Lance continued grinding against him. Chris shook his head. JC, dude, you are SO busted, thought Chris. �Riiggghhhtt. Um, I�ll leave you alone now. So you can, like, continue.� JC hardly heard Chris leave the room. All his concentration was focused on Lance� the delicious pressure of Lance�s body pressed against his� god, he was hard. He was amazed that Lance hadn�t felt it. If the younger blond knew, he wasn�t showing any signs that he did. Lance stopped grinding against JC and locked the door, and JC thought Lance almost sounded reluctant as he said, �I� should go. The guys won�t know.� �Yeah,� JC said softly, dismissing the wild thoughts racing in his head as his imagination. After Lance disappeared into his connected hotel room, JC jumped into bed, even though it was in the middle of the day, lay down and cried. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ �And my mom was like, dude�� JC blocked out Justin�s excited voice as he talked about his family. The guys were crowded around a table, just talking and sharing stories. His hand was in Lance�s hair and Lance�s arm was wrapped around his waist. JC felt himself melt at Lance�s touch and almost wanted to smack himself for even THINKING like that. �Watcha thinking of, hon?� Lance�s soft bass murmured, his breath warm against JC�s cheek. �Wanna share?� JC forced a smile before shaking his head. He ignored Chris� curious looks and lay his head on Lance�s shoulder. �Tired,� he muttered and the other guys laughed. Lance tapped him gently on the end of his nose. �When are you NOT tired?� Joey sighed mock heavily. �You wanna go to bed JC? Maybe ol� Poofu here should accompany you.� Lance pretended not to understand the meaning behind Joey�s words. �Yeah,� JC said softly, yawning. �I�d like that.� Lance swallowed deeply, inhaling sharply at JC�s words. �Which part would you like, C?� Justin teased. �Both,� JC said quietly, but no one missed the tone of misery and longing in his voice. Chris almost thought it was near desperate. Lance ignored the snickering and half-lifted, half-dragged JC back to their rooms. �Jace? Are you gonna be okay?� �Yeah,� JC mumbled, �Just tired, is all. I� I can manage myself from here, Lance. Thanks.� �Kay,� Lance replied, almost sighing. He bit his lip, almost unwilling to leave the room. �I�ll be right there if you need me.� He dropped a light kiss on JC�s forehead before straightening himself and turning to leave. �Lance?� JC�s voice was small, timid, fearful even. It sounded strange coming from JC. �We could stop this game, JC,� Lance didn�t give JC the chance to finish. He had noticed JC�s discomfort, he would end that. �If you�re, like, uncomfortable and-� �We could not,� JC said, his voice even softer than Lance�s. �What?� �We could not� end the game.� JC finished lowly, suddenly wishing he had never started. His voice broke and he turned away from Lance's frigid frame. �Forever.� �What?� �We could be� like this� forever.� Lance turned slowly, �You want that? Are you sure?� �Y-yeah,� JC exhaled shakily. �Yeah. I do. I am.� Lance smiled then, a huge smile, as he climbed into bed with JC, sliding the covers over them both. JC lay, contented, before reaching over and planting a soft kiss on Lance�s lips. �Love you. I mean it.� �I know.� ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ �Ten bucks Joey.� �Damn Chris! You psychic or some shit?� �Nah, their eyes gave it away. Knew they wouldn�t last past tonight.� Justin grinned, whispering quietly. �That�s fifty bucks, Lance. Looks like you got your birthday wish, or should I say man, after all. And my help was costly, but hey, it was more convincing that way.� End. |