*sigh* I remember a time when JuC day was HUGE!!! I miss those days.. Here's my bit for the day!
disclaimer: I did not grammar or spell check this. I typed it on in Semagic. I started it two hours ago. So excuse not having a beta person read this. LOL
Enjoy!
Justin opened the door to his house thankful for the quietness. He punched the code in to the security system and toed off his shoes. He felt like he could sleep for hours. A supposed two day video shoot that went haywire and caused him to walk into the house at two in the morning on day three. He slowly made his way to his bedroom anticipating sleeping for the next three days. He stripped his clothes off walking into the bathroom and turning the hot water on. He groaned as four showerheads massaged his body from all angles. He silently thanked Joey for suggesting that once you try four showerheads you will never go back to one. He finished his shower wrapping a plush towel around his waist and crawled into bed. He was half asleep when the phone rang a familiar old tune...
JC sat at the soundboard tweeking dials to get the song near perfect. He had decided a few months ago to start doing some of his own music again. It was mostly to fool around and to see if his voice could still handle it. He moved the dials playing the song back at least twenty times. When he couldn't get it just right, he laid his head down on the board softly beating his head against it. This was much easier when someone was there beside him to listen and tweek it. JC was the perfectionist and that was part of the reason why his second album attempt was never released. He sipped the wine glass sitting beside while listening to the song again. This was going no where. He knew what he had to do but was almost afraid to let his finger hit the button on his phone. He hit the speed dial on the phone and closed his eyes silently praying it would go to voicemail.
"Lo? Mmhm. No, I wasn't sleeping. Sure, give me bout a half hour. No really, no trouble at all."
Justin was like a robot moving around his house putting clothes on, slipping his shoes on and going back to his car. He was deep in thought trying to remember the last time he saw JC. It was the Kings of Leon concert and they literally ran into each other in the bathroom. They briefly spoke then pulled up chairs at a table and talked at the after party. He didn't even feel bad when Jessica looked bored out of her mind. He pulled into the driveway of JC's house thankful that the code was still the same. He was surprised when he found the spare key to the house in the same location it had always been and even more surprised when the key worked in the door. He punched the code into the security system and slipped his shoes off. The house smelled like soft vanilla and that made him smile. He hesitated before opening the door to the basement studio unsure of what would happen next.
JC heard the door open and closed his eyes. The last time he saw Justin was at a Kings of Leon concert where he literally ran into him heading into the bathroom. They spoke briefly then at an after party they sat at a table chatting boring Jessica. He turned in his chair when Justin hit the last step and had to bite his bottom lip. Justin was an older version of what he called 2002 Justin. He wore his jeans deathly low on his hips, curls short and wire rimmed glasses. They exchanged nods and Justin sat beside him. JC hit the replay button on the computer and closed his eyes. Justin moved a few of the knobs and reached across where JC sat and replayed the song. He did this a few more times and JC sat watching in amazement. Thirty minutes later, he played the song again and it was as perfect as JC wanted it.
Justin smiled listening to the finished product. He had missed the sound of JC's voice. He missed hearing it in his ear during concerts, he missed hearing it in his ear when recording his newest music. When the song ended they sat in silence. The next song came on and Justin didn't even recognize the voice as JC's. The song was in a lower range than he was use to hearing. What struck him the most were the words. The words were of true heartache such heartache that it brought tears to his eyes. When it stopped, he turned to JC and their blue eyes met.
"I think that's the best song you've ever done." Justin said softly.
"It's the hardest song I've ever done." he replied.
"I..I didn't know you still felt that way Jace."
"How could you? It's okay now. I know the feelings aren't the same." he said bitterly
"That isn't exactly true."
JC was suddenly torn by that last statement. He had played this out in his head so many times he was afraid that all of this was a dream. He looked at Justin again trying to read the man he once knew like the back of his hand.
"I..I can't read you anymore. Please don't play with my head." JC said quietly.
Justin's face turned serious for a moment and JC shuddered. "If you look deep enough you could read every single thiing I am thinking right now. I would never play with your head Jace. I never did it when I was a kid and I certainly wouldn't do it now."
JC sighed. He knew that. This Justin was the same Justin he fell in love with, they just lost it somewhere along the way. Justin traced JC's hand with his finger causing JC to take a deep breath. Without warning, Justin was in his lap staring at him.
"I've been waiting for you to call. Hoping that it would be sometime soon. I've been so busy that I couldn't call knowing I would want to talk to you longer than the time I had. I wanted to be right here again. Wanted you to call me at three am when you were lonely or when you just needed me. I missed you. I missed this. I missed your voice. I'd watch that dance show on MTV just to see you. Out of everything good in my life, the worse thing is not having the one person there I want to share my life with. It's been you Jace for a long time now."
JC didn't respond. He leaned his head up and captured Justin's bottom lip with his teeth. He pulled him to him and kissed him harder, deeper than he's ever kissed anyone. They were falling into something new, something exciting. He didn't care what happened in the next twenty minutes or tomorrow or the next week. He knew that no matter what Justin would be waiting at three am.
disclaimer: I did not grammar or spell check this. I typed it on in Semagic. I started it two hours ago. So excuse not having a beta person read this. LOL
Enjoy!
Justin opened the door to his house thankful for the quietness. He punched the code in to the security system and toed off his shoes. He felt like he could sleep for hours. A supposed two day video shoot that went haywire and caused him to walk into the house at two in the morning on day three. He slowly made his way to his bedroom anticipating sleeping for the next three days. He stripped his clothes off walking into the bathroom and turning the hot water on. He groaned as four showerheads massaged his body from all angles. He silently thanked Joey for suggesting that once you try four showerheads you will never go back to one. He finished his shower wrapping a plush towel around his waist and crawled into bed. He was half asleep when the phone rang a familiar old tune...
JC sat at the soundboard tweeking dials to get the song near perfect. He had decided a few months ago to start doing some of his own music again. It was mostly to fool around and to see if his voice could still handle it. He moved the dials playing the song back at least twenty times. When he couldn't get it just right, he laid his head down on the board softly beating his head against it. This was much easier when someone was there beside him to listen and tweek it. JC was the perfectionist and that was part of the reason why his second album attempt was never released. He sipped the wine glass sitting beside while listening to the song again. This was going no where. He knew what he had to do but was almost afraid to let his finger hit the button on his phone. He hit the speed dial on the phone and closed his eyes silently praying it would go to voicemail.
"Lo? Mmhm. No, I wasn't sleeping. Sure, give me bout a half hour. No really, no trouble at all."
Justin was like a robot moving around his house putting clothes on, slipping his shoes on and going back to his car. He was deep in thought trying to remember the last time he saw JC. It was the Kings of Leon concert and they literally ran into each other in the bathroom. They briefly spoke then pulled up chairs at a table and talked at the after party. He didn't even feel bad when Jessica looked bored out of her mind. He pulled into the driveway of JC's house thankful that the code was still the same. He was surprised when he found the spare key to the house in the same location it had always been and even more surprised when the key worked in the door. He punched the code into the security system and slipped his shoes off. The house smelled like soft vanilla and that made him smile. He hesitated before opening the door to the basement studio unsure of what would happen next.
JC heard the door open and closed his eyes. The last time he saw Justin was at a Kings of Leon concert where he literally ran into him heading into the bathroom. They spoke briefly then at an after party they sat at a table chatting boring Jessica. He turned in his chair when Justin hit the last step and had to bite his bottom lip. Justin was an older version of what he called 2002 Justin. He wore his jeans deathly low on his hips, curls short and wire rimmed glasses. They exchanged nods and Justin sat beside him. JC hit the replay button on the computer and closed his eyes. Justin moved a few of the knobs and reached across where JC sat and replayed the song. He did this a few more times and JC sat watching in amazement. Thirty minutes later, he played the song again and it was as perfect as JC wanted it.
Justin smiled listening to the finished product. He had missed the sound of JC's voice. He missed hearing it in his ear during concerts, he missed hearing it in his ear when recording his newest music. When the song ended they sat in silence. The next song came on and Justin didn't even recognize the voice as JC's. The song was in a lower range than he was use to hearing. What struck him the most were the words. The words were of true heartache such heartache that it brought tears to his eyes. When it stopped, he turned to JC and their blue eyes met.
"I think that's the best song you've ever done." Justin said softly.
"It's the hardest song I've ever done." he replied.
"I..I didn't know you still felt that way Jace."
"How could you? It's okay now. I know the feelings aren't the same." he said bitterly
"That isn't exactly true."
JC was suddenly torn by that last statement. He had played this out in his head so many times he was afraid that all of this was a dream. He looked at Justin again trying to read the man he once knew like the back of his hand.
"I..I can't read you anymore. Please don't play with my head." JC said quietly.
Justin's face turned serious for a moment and JC shuddered. "If you look deep enough you could read every single thiing I am thinking right now. I would never play with your head Jace. I never did it when I was a kid and I certainly wouldn't do it now."
JC sighed. He knew that. This Justin was the same Justin he fell in love with, they just lost it somewhere along the way. Justin traced JC's hand with his finger causing JC to take a deep breath. Without warning, Justin was in his lap staring at him.
"I've been waiting for you to call. Hoping that it would be sometime soon. I've been so busy that I couldn't call knowing I would want to talk to you longer than the time I had. I wanted to be right here again. Wanted you to call me at three am when you were lonely or when you just needed me. I missed you. I missed this. I missed your voice. I'd watch that dance show on MTV just to see you. Out of everything good in my life, the worse thing is not having the one person there I want to share my life with. It's been you Jace for a long time now."
JC didn't respond. He leaned his head up and captured Justin's bottom lip with his teeth. He pulled him to him and kissed him harder, deeper than he's ever kissed anyone. They were falling into something new, something exciting. He didn't care what happened in the next twenty minutes or tomorrow or the next week. He knew that no matter what Justin would be waiting at three am.