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JC woke up the next morning to the sunlight streaming through the hotel room curtains and a warm body by his side. His cerulean eyes blinked rapidly, a smile forming on his chisled features as he leaned his cheek against the soft blond hair of the man snuggled next to him. He had never slept so peacefully in his life, and he couldn't help but wonder if Lance was the cause.
They had been up the majority of the night. JC fully explained what he had found in his hotel room, and Bobbie was thoroughly cursed out as an idiot and a blind fool. Lance admitted that he wasn't surprised, informing JC of one time where he had caught Bobbie kissing on a girl named Aime in the back of a club. When JC asked him why he never said anything, Lance just shrugged, citing that everyone was drinking that night and he honestly didn't think much of it at the time.
Neither JC nor Lance seemed ready to discuss what was happening between them, so after a little more small talk and a few stolen kisses, JC laid back on the bed, planning on resting his tired eyes for a few minutes. He must have been more tired than he thought, because he was completely out within seconds, and after watching him sleep for a little while, Lance curled up beside him, wrapping one arm possessively around JC's waist.
JC placed a kiss on the top of Lance's head, the disheveled spikes tickling his nose. Lance stirred slightly, mumbling incoherently before sighing softly, burrowing slightly closer to the warmth of JC's chest. JC couldn't help but chuckle, and this time kissed Lance's forehead in an attempt to wake him.
"Lance," JC whispered, kissing him again, moving to his cheek. "Lance, wake up."
"Hmmm?" Lance groaned, turning his face away from JC's lips. "Just five more minutes."
"No, not five more minutes, Lance. Wake up, sleepyhead."
Lance groaned again before opening his eyes, glaring sleepily at the innocent-looking JC. "Is there any particular reason why you decided to interrupt my dream, C?"
"Yes," JC nodded. "We need to talk."
Lance's eyes widened, and he rubbed them with one hand. "What do we need to talk about?"
"Us," JC responded. "Or rather, where we go from here."
Lance propped himself up on one elbow, laying on his side facing JC. "That's entirely up to you. Like I said last night, I don't want us getting into something that either one of us will regret later."
JC bit his lip, his eyes growing thoughtful as he searched for the right words to say. "Do you believe in Fate?"
"Like, everything happens for a reason?" Lance questioned.
JC nodded again. "I might have chickened out last night, if I hadn't caught Bobbie. We don't know for sure that I would have told her to leave, as much as I'd like to think that I would have. But seeing her with that Elsie person pushed me over the edge and made me realize just how stupid it is to use her to cover up how I really feel."
"And how do you really feel?" Lance almost hesitated before asking, but couldn't stop the words from coming out.
JC stared at the ceiling for a moment before responding. "I have feelings for you, Lance. Strong ones. Ones I pushed aside forever, right up until I heard you talking to yourself on the roof. I got so jealous, thinking that you loved someone and it wasn't me. I wanted it to be me and when I kissed you, I just hoped that maybe I had a shot."
"You had more than a shot, JC," Lance said quietly. "It's always been you, but there was no way I was going to say anything."
"So are you saying that you want to be with me? Like, really with me?" JC's voice held the slightest bit of doubt, and Lance smiled.
"I want to wake up in the mornings with my arms around you, like I did this morning. I want to watch you sit at the kitchen table writing a song that you're positive will be the first big hit for some group you're producing. I want to wrap up in a blanket with you and watch some sappy movie on television, just so we can cuddle together and kiss. I love the feel of your skin against mine, and your lips, everything."
"You haven't quite answered my question," JC interrupted, and Lance rolled his eyes.
"Yes, I want to be with you. We've been through so much over the years, laughter and tears, court battles and awards. We share our lives together already, but I want to share them in every way. If that's what you want, anyway. You have to tell me, JC. I don't want to get my hopes up if you're going to back off just when this is getting started."
"I'm not going anywhere," JC replied. "You make me feel like I can do anything. When you look at me during a performance, it makes me want to work that much harder, just to see the sparkle in those unbelievable eyes of yours. I could conquer the world, as long as you're by my side."
"That was cheesy, C," Lance joked, then grew serious. "So, is that it? We're gonna go for it, see what happens?"
JC leaned forward, kissing Lance tenderly. "I say that's about
right. And if it just happens that we're together forever, that's
more than fine by me."
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Between Now And Forever
I can't believe that I found you
Fate did a number on me
Now if I end up with my arms around you
It's meant to be
And maybe my crazy is showing
But maybe I'm hooked on your touch
But wherever my life is going
There ain't no rush
Wherever you're going, I'd like to go too
If you don't have anything better to do
I'd love to spend some more time together
So what are you doing between now and forever
I'll take the blue with the gray days
I just pray our road will be long
'Cause if I'm beside you there's no way
I can go wrong
Wherever you're going, I'd like to go too
If you don't have anything better to do
I'd love to spend some more time together
So what are you doing between now and forever
I'd love to spend some more time together
So what are you doing between now and forever
What are you doing between now and forever