Lance could feel the sunlight that was coming in through the window hitting his face, and that was what woke him up. That and the warm body pressed up against him. Lance opened his eyes and looked over to see that JC was sleeping, one arm curled around Lance's waist. Lance watched as JC slept, his chest rising and falling rhythmically, and a small smile playing along the edges of his lips.
Lance didn't know how long he lie there, watching JC sleep, but he knew he could've done it for the rest of the day. Lance was both sad and happy when JC's eyes fluttered open. "Morning," Lance said. "Morning," JC replied with a small smile. "I like seeing you when I wake up," JC said as he pulled Lance in for a gentle kiss. "Me too," Lance told him, pulling JC in for another kiss.
As their kissed started to get more passionate and urgent, the phone rang. JC groaned and picked it up.
"Yeah?" he said a little harsher than he had intended.
"Sorry, didn't mean to wake you up. Have you seen Lance? He's not answering the phone in his room, and when I went over to his room, he didn't answer the door. Do you know where he is?"
JC put his hand on the bottom part of the receiver to muffle out the sound of his talking. "It's Justin, and he's asking where you are. What should I say?"
"Suggest that I'm probably just in the shower. I'll sneak over to my room right now," Lance said, getting up and pulling his clothes on.
"We're going to have to tell them sometime, Lance," JC said, a little hurt that Lance was so eager to hide their relationship. Was he ashamed of it?
"JC? Hey man, are you still there?" Justin said.
"Yeah, I'm here. Lance is probably just in the shower or something, why don't you try again in a few minutes," JC told Justin.
"Yeah, okay. Thanks man!" Justin said.
JC hung up the phone and watched as Lance slipped on his shoes. Lance stopped when he saw JC just looking at him. "If you think I'm ashamed of being with you, then you're wrong. I just think that this is something they need to be told face to face, not over the phone."
"I know, I guess I just...I don't know, I still can't believe that you're here, and that last night really happened, and that you want to be with me..."
Lance walked over to JC and pulled him into a fierce hug. "Well, believe me, this is real, and I love you."
"I love you too," JC said, smiling.
"And I need to go. I'll see you down at breakfast, okay?"
"Okay," JC said as he and Lance pulled away.
"I miss you already," JC told Lance as he got to the door.
Lance turned and gave JC a smile. "I miss you too."
Then Lance turned and left the room.
*
Lance and JC sat next to each other at breakfast, their hands grasped tightly together under the table, and Chris and Justin kept noticing how Joey kept giving goofy grins to Lance and JC.
"Okay, what's up?" Chris asked, looking at JC, Lance, and Joey. "Yeah, somethin's going on," Justin echoed.
JC and Lance looked at each other for a moment, before JC answered, "Yeah, but this is not the place to talk about it. Come to my room after we're done eating, and we'll talk about it."
The rest of the meal was finished in silence and soon everyone headed up to JC's room.
"Okay, so spill it. What's up?" Chris asked as soon as Joey closed the door.
JC moved over to Lance and took his hand. "Lance and I are together."
Chris looked shocked. Joey looked pleased. And Justin looked a lot of things that JC and Lance couldn't quite understand.
"You two...as in...you're like...dating?" Chris asked. JC nodded. "I need to sit down," Chris said, heading for the nearest chair.
"Are you okay with this? I mean, are you going to treat us differently, because nothing has changed," Lance said.
"Yes it has," came a quiet voice off to the side of Lance. It was Justin.
"Everything has changed! You two are going to be making out and looking all lovey at each other all the time, and you're probably going to be screwing whenever you can, and you didn't even stop to think about the rest of us before you jumped into your stupid little fling," Justin said, his voice growing louder with every word he said until he was shouting.
"It's not a stupid little fling, Justin. We love each other," JC growled.
"Oh, well that's nice for the two of you, but did you ever stop to think that maybe someone else loved one of you? Did it ever occur to you, JC, that you might not be the only one who fell for Lance? And just because I didn't have the balls to admit it first, doesn't mean it's not there!" Justin yelled.
The room was quiet as the reality of what Justin had just said crashed down on everyone.
"Oh...my...God," Lance said quietly, leaning against the table behind him.
"This...this is more than I can handle right now. I'm gonna go...somewhere that's not here," Chris said, getting up and leaving the room.
"How's that for a conversation turner?" Justin asked bitterly, looking at JC.
"I can't believe this. I can't believe you'd be stupid enough to bring that up now. What did you think it would accomplish, Justin?"
"Why does it matter to you anyway? I can tell Lance I love him whenever I want! Just because you got there first doesn't mean you've won," Justin said angrily.
"It takes two people to have a relationship, and Lance loves me. It wouldn't have mattered who admitted what first, I still would've won," JC yelled.
"Stop it," Lance said quietly.
"How do you know? You don't, JC, you don't know, so don't tell me how I should feel!" Justin shouted.
"Stop it," Lance said a little louder.
"I know because Lance was telling *me* that he had loved *me* for a long time. There was no reference to you in any of the things we said to each other last night. That's how I know Justin!"
"Shut the hell up, both of you!" Lance shouted, and that got their attention.
"I am not going to stand here while you two act like kids fighting over a toy. If this is how you're both going to act, and if this is going to break up your friendship, then I don't want to be with either of you." Lance didn't look at Justin or JC as he left the room.
"Did you hear that, JC? He said he didn't want to be with either of us, and that sounds like he has feelings for us both to me. Maybe you're not as smart as you think," Justin said as he stormed out of JC's room, slamming the door.
"Wow," came a voice from the bed, and JC looked over, seeing that Joey was still in the room.
JC let out an angry growl and left the room to chase after Lance.
*
