His
Justin loved his Lance. He loved his Lance with all he had.
Cause Lance was his. And no one else's.
Yes, Lance was his own person.
Yes, Lance could do what he wanted, when he wanted;
but Lance was his. And Only his.
So when people made Lance mad, Justin came to the rescue.
When someone made Lance sad, Justin fought.
But only for Lance; no one else.
Cause Lance was Justin's life. Without Lance, there would be no Justin.
But then again, Justin was Lance's. And everone knew it.
Well, everyone but the world.
Justin and Lance were stuck together like glue.
It was harder then shit to break them apart.
But when someone tried, their glue got thicker.
So what was the point in trying anyway?
It didn't matter because Lance was his, and only his.
Just like he was Lance's.
End of story.
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