| JC smiled as the sun hit his face, but stood up to see Justin on Joey's lap, kissing him. He knew that Justin wasn't going to just go and decide to leave Joey and be with him, and only him. Maybe the alcohol had clouded his mind the night before. He plopped down across from them. "Have a nice night?" Joey looked up to smile. "We could have had a better night. Maybe you could join us next time." "No, thanks." "Aww... come on." "Joe, you know I'm not into that." "Yeah, but you might like it." "I'm going back to bed." JC walked over to the bunks, seeing that Lance and Chris were still in bed, but the older man was awake, staring at the pale face in front of him. "Good morning." "Good morning, JC. Sleep well?" "Not really." JC watched as Chris rubbed a finger over lips and Lance licked them. "What was wrong?" "I was just upset about stuff. I guess I've been kinda in a bad mood for a while." He continued to watch as Chris massaged Lance's tummy, causing tiny moans. "I'm sorry. Do you want to talk about it or something?" Chris looked up when no one replied. JC was watching the young man who was breathing heavily, licking his lips. Chris giggled a little. "He is cute, isn't he?" "You're so lucky." "I know. I don't know what I'd do without my baby." "Have you?" "What?" "You know." "Oh that. No. I don't think he needs that right now. Not after Joey." JC smiled. "He's lucky, too." "Thanks." Chris looked up into the gray of JC's eyes. "I'm sure you'll find someone, and they'll be so lucky to have you." Lance slowly opened his eyes, pulling Chris's arms tighter around himself. "What are y'all talking about?" "You." Chris left a kiss on his cheek. "And how great you are." He smiled as a slight redness came to Lance's face. "Don't embarrass me like that." "How can we help it when you're sitting there being cute all the time?" Lance's face turned a brighter shade, and covered his face. "Stop it." "Ok." Everyone stood still for a few seconds, but then Chris shot fingers at his stomach. "Tickle attack!" "JC, help me!" Lance kicked at the air, trying to get out of the bunk. "Sorry." JC held his legs down, tickling his knees. "Hey! You traitor!" Giggles echoed throughout the bus. "Stop! I'm gonna piss my pants!" They continued to tickle, ignoring his pleas. "Oh my God! Stop!" Suddenly, everyone paused, and Chris and JC started laughing while Lance cried. Justin walked into the bunk area. "What happened?" "Someone needs some pampers." Chris burst out in laughter. "You assholes. I told ya I'd piss my pants." "Lance, you wet yourself!" Justin stood in awe as his friend stepped out of the bunk and saw the huge wet spot on the front of his pants. "Man, that's disgusting." "It's not my fault. I warned them." "Go and clean yourself up." "Fine." Lance walked over to the bathroom, dragging a fresh pair of underwear and pants with him. "I hope the two of you are happy." "We are." JC and Chris began laughing even harder. "Well, I'll be getting out of here." Chris climbed out of the bunk and checked himself for wet spots. After seeing he was completely dry, he gathered up the blankets from the bed and tossed them aside. "We should probably do something with those before they stink up the place." "I can't believe you did that. This place is gonna smell so bad." "Calm down, Justin. We'll just spray some cologne." "Fine." Justin walked back over to Joey. "Now, which to use? What cologne do you have, JC?" "Mine is way to expensive. I found some CK 1 in Justin's bag, though. What kind do you have?" "Old Spice." JC dropped to his knees, laughing. "Old Spice is for old men." "It is not." "Do you try to come up with new ways for me to make fun of you?" "Shut up." Chris took the CK 1 and sprayed it everywhere. "Aww... now it smells like CK 1 and piss." Lance walked out of the bathroom, wearing a new pair of pants. "Hey... it smells gross in here." "No kidding. What on Earth did you eat?" "It's not funny. I did warn you, didn't I?" "Yeah, I never thought you'd actually do it." "Well, next time you'll know better." The three men left the area, hoping the smell wouldn't get into the rest of the bus for a while. |
| Loving you; Lance pissed in his pants |