LovingYou20

Lance woke up, turning first to see Chris at his side and again to look for JC who was gone. He eased away from the bed and walked toward the small bathroom.

"JC?" Now that he was closer, Lance could hear the running water and feel the steam near the ground. He knocked lightly on the door. "JC? Is that you?" There was no answer, so he opened the door and walked into the steam-filled room. The soft flicker of a candle made it difficult for him to the see the dark figure behind the curtain. "JC?" The only answer was something half-way between a grunt and a groan. Suddenly, Lance stopped moving forward. He recognized those rythmic moves in the shower and those sounds that must have been his friend. He really didn't want to see what was going on in there.

"Lance, are you out there?"

"Yeah... I'm sorry. I'll leave you alone." Lance began to leave the bathroom when the candle went out. "I'm so sorry. I'll turn on the lights for you."

"No, those lights are too bright."

"Umm... maybe I can find you another candle."

"I don't have any more."

"I'm sorry."

"Well, now you have to be punished..." Lance swallowed deeply, as his friend was interrupted by a soft moan. How could he still be doing that? "You'll have to stay in here and keep me company."

"Fine." Lance sat on the toilet and tried not to picture his friend rubbing... stroking... his... God, didn't he realize how audible he was being?

"Lance, are you still there?"

"Uh-huh."

"I'm sorry for all the trouble I've been. I mean, I've really been unstable and leaning on you." Lance leaned back against the tank.

"It's really ok. We all have hard times."

"Yeah, but..." Lance covered his ears as a moan escaped JC's lips. "You've treated me so much nicer than the other guys." The water shut off and Lance opened his eyes to see a naked JC in front of him, water running down his hard, well-toned body. "You're sitting on my towel."

"Oh, here." Lance walked over to the sink, thrusting the towel at his friend.

"Lance, you're staring at me."

"Sorry."

"Well, then stop staring."

"It's your fault I'm staring. How could you... do what you were doing in there while I was sitting here?!" JC's face was noticably redder even in the nearly black room.

"What do you mean?"

"You know what I mean."

"I couldn't help it. I was thinking about you and then you came in here. I just couldn't stop it. You make me so..." A pale hand covered his mouth.

"Don't you dare say what I think you're gonna say, mister." JC nodded his head and the hand was removed.

"Horny." He giggled lightly.

"I can't believe you said that. What if Chris had heard?" Lance covered his face, pushing JC away.

"Yeah, what if Chris had heard?" They both looked towards the angry man in the doorway. Lance jumped up and ran into his arms.

"I'm so sorry."

"It's not your fault, honey." Chris stroked Lance's back before looking back up to JC.

"Chris, it's not that big of a deal."

"Sure, it isn't. I knew you wanted him, but you need to realize Lance doesn't want you. I pretended that you weren't dreaming about him and fucking... jerking off to the thought of him, but this is just too much." He walked out of the doorway. "I want you to get dressed and then leave this room."

JC slowly walked out of the bathroom and grabbed his bag. "Chris, you're making more of this than it is." The deep brown eyes burned into him, sending chills up his spine. "I swear, I wasn't gonna actually touch him."

"I don't fucking care. Just leave us alone. You need to work out your own fucked up problems."

JC was quickly pushed into the hallway, half-naked, and alone once again. He pulled the keycard to his original room out of a small pocket on the side of his bag and pushed it into the slot on the door.

Once inside, he looked at the freshly made beds, smelled the air freshener, heard the silence of being alone. He flopped down on the bed closest to the door, curled up, and wondered who would he go to now? He just didn't seem to have any luck with the guys in the group.

Maybe he could find love outside of the NSYNC family. JC dressed himself and left the hotel un-noticed in hopes of finding something more.