~I love the way ya look tonight ~

JC turned off the computer, pleased with what he had found. He turned on the chair and faced Lance who was reading a book on the bed. The group was on a break from the studio. Lance had invited JC to his house, which had accepted the invitation very quickly. That's how they had ended up in Lance's room, JC observing Lance. Lance was reading, oblivious to the eyes on him.

~ The way ya do everything but talk ~

" Lance?"

" Hum?" Lance replied distractedly, his eyes never leaving his book. He shifted on the bed, trying to find a more comfortable position.

" Why are you so insecure?" JC asked softly, leaning against his knees.

" I'm not insecure." Lance said, his attention still on the book, though JC could tell it wasn't completely true.

" Yes you are Lance. You're always looking at us, wondering if you're doing all right." JC said, standing up and moving to the bed. That got Lance's attention, which finally forgot about his book.

" I do not." Lance argued. JC flopped down on the bed beside him, their heads touching.

~ And how ya stare at me with those undress me eyes ~

" You know…" JC started quietly. " In a melody, each sounds as it's own role. If one is missing, it's not complete. I know you think we could go on without you but it's not true. The bass is the heart of the melody. While the high sounds are the spirit of our melody, you're the heart of the group Lance. Justin may be the 'popular' one but you are our heart. Stop thinking you're not important or that you can't be yourself. Do you understand what I'm trying to say?" Both were looking at the ceiling not moving. " Do you?" JC asked again, turning his head toward the quiet Lance. Satisfied with a nod, JC looked back at the ceiling.

~ I think about ya all the time ~

" Why are you telling me this Josh? Why now?" Lance asked, not daring to move. Not daring to break the moment.

" I read it on the Internet and I thought about you." JC confessed, blushing lightly.

" Oh." Lance said, surprised and happy to know that JC was thinking about him.

" Do it." JC said, looking at Lance. The other man looked at him, confused. " Do whatever you always wanted to do but never got the nerves to do. I want to see what our little Scoop is able to do."

~ Well I'm never holdin' back again ~

Lance swallowed and looked at JC. He knew what he wanted to do. " Anything?" Lance asked.

" Anything" JC said, getting excited at the idea of Lance doing what he wanted to.

" You won't get mad, no matter what I do?" Lance asked as he gathered his courage.

" I promise." JC grinned.

" Okay." Lance said shyly.

~ And your breath on my body makes me warm inside ~

Lance glanced around the room, trying to think of something else to do but only one thing came to his mind. He looked shyly at JC before climbing on top of him. A sly smile appeared on his face as he saw the confused look on JC's face.

" There you go." Lance said as he leaned down and brushed his lips against JC's. He closed his eyes and repeated the action. He let his tongue lick JC's lips, knowing he was pushing too far. He wasn't prepared for JC's answer though. He wasn't prepared when JC opened his lips, giving Lance access to his mouth. He accepted it gratefully and let his tongue explore JC's mouth. JC's tongue played with his, fight with it. When they broke apart, Lance was breathless and still confused. JC smiled and folded his hands around Lance's neck.

" If I had knew, I would have talked with you way sooner." JC said, bringing Lance closer to him.

Lance smiled shyly and kissed him again, not believing it was really happening.

~ Let's make out - let's do something amazing ~

Soon enough, any doubts Lance had flew away as he started kissing JC until he thought his body would explode. He knew he would never get tired to taste this sweet mouth. He loved the little war between his and JC's tongues. He loved how he could understand what JC was thinking without him saying a word. He had dreamed about it for so long. But kissing wasn't enough, he needed more. Thinking back at what JC had told him, he let his instinct do the work. Two shy but determinate hands started wandering, searching for another contact, another part of JC he could touch.

~ Our shadows on the wall and our hands everywhere ~

He finally reached the bottom of JC's shirt and without any protest, took it off. JC smiled, panting slightly and followed the lead, taking Lance's shirt off. When no clothes were between their naked chests, they moved closer to each other, allowing more skin to touch. Tenderly, Lance pushed JC away just enough to let his hands trail on the chest he had thought he would never get the chance to touch. Not this way. He looked up into JC's blue eyes and leaned in for another kiss. He jumped a little when he felt JC's hands on him.

" JC, what are we doing?" Lance asked between two kisses, not bothering to stop his actions, just trying to understand.

" Hum…Lance…" JC said, trailing his mouth over Lance's chest. " I've waited for so long. You were driving me crazy…I love you so much…" He said then resumed his previous activity. Lance moaned softly and rested his head on JC's shoulder. He was enjoying it but didn't want to further. JC sensed it and brought his mouth back to Lance's.

~ Now I never want to let your body go... ~

" I love you too Josh." Lance said after the last kiss of the night, sighing happily.

" Now that I have you, I won't let you go, ever." JC whispered, holding Lance close and settling comfortably on the bed. Lance smiled one last time before slowly falling asleep.

The end.

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