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[turps]

Morning everyone *waves to flist*

Waking up to a house littered with plates etc is a bad thing. Which is why I should have tidied up last night, but I was tired and needed a smut fix. So yeah, had to do it this morning instead so the dishwasher is washing away and I've unearthed all the crispy sandwiches and glasses that seemed to lurk in every corner. Now I'm eating left over quiche for breakfast and having my morning caffeine fix.

I was so tired last night, so you'd think I'd go to bed right? Well no, I ended up at fic_requests and wrote something for ninjetti75 even though he's a picky little thing ;) What I like about ficlets is they let me experiment with style, pairings etc and I felt safe sending something to a friend that was experimental. So I sent it. Then deleted it when all the self doubts hit. Anyone that knows me knows I have huge doubts about my ability to write and those bit last night. But he seemed to like it even though I didn't write what he wanted ( which seems to be a theme when I write for Josh ) so I put it back up this morning, and I'm putting it here too, just because.

And after all that, the TrickC is

The platform rises slowly and JC imagines he’s flying, soaring in the air, high above the ocean of empty seats before him. Higher still and he can see blurry technicians huddled in the control booth, watching as all five platforms rise on cue.

The platform rises slowly and Chris imagines he’s dying, trapped in his own personal nightmare. Higher still and he grips the safety bar with a death-grip, he sees nothing but blackness, he can’t open his eyes.

Joy bubbling to the surface, JC laughs, then looks at Lance who’s on the platform to his right, Lance smiles back, and gives a thumbs up which JC returns. He thinks this may be the best gag ever.

Fear almost consuming him, Chris shivers, then forces himself to open his eyes. JC is on the platform to his right and Chris hears him laugh, Chris wants to laugh too, but with hysteria not joy. He thinks this is the worst gag ever, and hates himself for being too proud to say no.

The platform starts to move, but JC doesn’t want to go back down, he loves it up here.

The platform starts to move and Chris feels his heart almost jump from his body, he’s going to kiss the ground when he’s down.

A shout echoes across the stadium and JC tries to see what’s up. But he’s not wearing his glasses and things are fuzzy at a distance. His platform descends smoothly.

A shout echoes across the stadium and Chris starts to open his eyes to see what’s up. He gasps when his platform jams and jerks savagely and his hands slip from the safety bar, he screams when it jerks again.

JC feels his heart stop when he hears Chris scream, he screams too as Chris falls.

Chris feels nothing as he falls, pure instinct makes him grab for the platform, and he swings crazily, holding on with his fingertips.

JC could reach Chris’ platform if he jumps, he knows he can, he can pull him up. Only Justin’s frantic shout of NO! stops him. Instead JC prays as Chris starts to loose his grip.

Chris hears Justin shout NO! He opens his eyes and sees JC staring at him, mouth moving as he says something. Chris knows he’s falling and says, I love you. He hopes JC understands.

JC hears Chris say he loves him, he feels like falling to his knees and sobbing.

Someone is franticly shouting instructions. The platform starts to slowly move down, Chris prays he can hold on.

The platform keeps moving down and JC jumps as soon as he can. The landing hurts his feet and he cries out.

Chris falls. He lands hard and cries out in pain. As he slips into darkness all he feels is gentle hands on his face and JC saying, I love you, over and over. He’s glad JC understands.



Now I have things to do, people to write to, buttocks you can eat your dinner off to think about ;)

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Thanks for letting me know.

I'm glad you enjoyed it :)