Part 1


Another saga of the PopOdyssey Tour had ended, and the five bandmates were on their usual post-stage high. They had been for the past eighteen hours, a sort of uplifted stress between performances. As unusual as it was to those that didn't follow each and every movement of the five, they were split into two buses, like they had done before, as they made their way to the hotel where they would stay for the next three days. Whoever didn't see the arrangements coming didn't know the group too well. Joey, Lance, and Chris were in one bus, and Justin and JC were in another. It was about five or so in the evening, they had a little over 14 hours before they made it to the hotel.

Justin and JC were sitting in the very back of their bus, laughing amongst themselves as they read the 'latest and trendiest!' teen magazines. Well, according to Chris they were. JC tossed another one to the slowly rising pile that was forming on the floor, and took the next one, which was next to Justin. He leaned back against his seat and opened the magazine, immediately smirking.

"There's an article about you in here, Just."

"Oh really? Can I see?" Justin turned from the magazine he was reading, and reached out to take a hold of the magazine JC held in his hands. JC merely laughed, pulling it away from Justin's reach.

"No, I'm not done reading it. It's rather interesting." JC flashed a wicked smile before his eyes went back to the article with intense interest. Actually, the article was questioning Justin's love life, and his sexuality. And with JC being, well.. JC, he was curious.

"C'mon! If you're reading it then it's gotta be somethin' good!" Justin reached out again, but JC pulled his arm back once again so Justin's attempts at retrieving the magazine were in vain.

"It's rather impolite to interrupt!"

"You're such a jerk!" Justin faked a growl, leaning forward. He put a hand to JC's right in an attempt to push himself up and closer to JC without falling on top of him.

"Why thank you." JC tried to crawl away from Justin, but before he could Justin pushed forward again, and the hand which was strategically placed to the right of JC's body slipped, causing him to land on top of the older singer. JC's eyes widened, and he lost his grip on the magazine which unwillingly fell into Justin's possession.

"Ow. ..Score! You can't beat me, Jayce. Not in basketball, and not now," Justin proclaimed victoriously. Justin rolled over so he was still on top of JC, but instead of being stomach to stomach, Justin was now resting on his back. He then quickly went quiet, causing JC to wince as he figured Justin found the article. He had planned to turn the page to another column that was three pages away so Justin wouldn't see the one he was actually reading. But it was too late.

"They think Brit and I are just some charade because I'm gay."

JC winced. Now he really couldn't tell Justin what he had been hiding from him since the early years of MMC.

"Is that so bad?"

"I don't know. Normally we all laugh at this stuff. And nothin' against y'all doin' it or anything.. But they're saying I'm dating one of you guys."

"Well.." JC gulped. "You laughed at their rumors before, what makes this one different? You know if you were gay none of us would have a single problem with it. We'd all love you just the same."

"Yeah, I know. It's just.. I wouldn't! And if I was, not with any of you! You're like brothers to me!" Justin went quiet for a moment, sensing subconscious tension. He shook his head slightly afterwards, rubbing the fuzzy traces of hair on his head with a nervous laugh. "But... Thanks, Jayce. That means a lot to me."

JC forced a small smile, nodding as best he could from his position under Justin, on the backseat. "Yeah." Now it was becoming rather hard to forget that Justin was on top of him. And when Justin had the chance to roll off, he didn't. He merely turned around. And stayed on top of him.

Just as JC's thoughts about the matter subsided, Justin rolled over again, his blue eyes looking into his friend's. Their chests were on top of one another so both could hear the other's rapid heart beat. Justin leaned down a little, staring deep into the silver blue eyes that replied to his stare. He could read him like a book. He seemed.. Disappointed. But why?

Justin leaned in a little bit more, his head filling with all sorts of questions and strange, sudden urges. He began to question whether or not he believed what he had said. Suddenly, Justin's face moved closer and closer to JC's, and he closed his eyes halfway as he got closer to his destination. As he did so, JC slowly turned his head, abruptly, and Justin's lips then came in contact with the older singer's cheek instead of their intended destination.

'Wait what the hell? He's gonna think I'm all weird now.'

JC turned his head back in sheer confusion. "Justin? What..?"

Justin blinked rapidly, nervously, rolling off JC and sat up, turning around so his back was to the other singer. "Sorry. Nothing.. sorry. I just slipped."

There was a moment of uncomfortable silence for a moment before JC cleared his throat, sitting up. "Yeah, understandable." Although he tried to make it sound like he meant it, he could not get the feel of Justin's lips on his skin out of his head. God. This was going to be some bus ride.



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