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turpsSomeone beat me to the request at ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
fic_requests so I'll throw it up here. It was supposed to be Choey first kiss but I don't know if I like it.
See, this is what happens when no one tells me to stop going to that place. I write badfic...sigh.
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weredonut this is for you. You poor woman *g*
It was a blazing hot day the first time Joey kissed Chris. They sat side by side and drank ice cold sodas, listening to the muted sound of rides and chattering guests. Chris was tired, and the last thing he wanted to do was finish his break and go back to singing for people who didn’t want to listen. He wanted to stay in the staff parking lot, on the steps, where he wasn’t on show and could unfasten the ugly shirt that clung to him with sweat.
They didn’t talk. They didn’t have to, just drank their sodas before Joey jumped to his feet, offering Chris his hand. Chris clasped it and allowed Joey to pull him up, grinning when he over-balanced slightly and fell forward. Chris expected Joey to grin too, to make a remark about him being a klutz. But he didn’t; just held onto Chris’ hand.
Joey’s skin was warm, and Chris looked up as Joey bent down before gently kissing Chris on the lips. It was a quick kiss, and so soft that Chris could barely feel it. When Joey walked away with a smile, looking embarrassed, all Chris could do was watch; while aching for more.
~*~*~*~*~
They kissed again months later, when life was uncertain and Chris could hardly sleep at night for doubts. Everything was too much, and Chris compensated by being the same. Too loud, too crazy, too hyper. When he was yelling or jumping or joking he didn’t have to think about how easily things could go wrong. Worries like that were kept for the nights, when Chris would sit in the darkness trying to push away doubts that seemed like solid things designed to crush him.
The night after being told he needed his teeth fixing, Chris sat feeling ugly and inferior. It was stupid feeling that way, he knew that, but Lou had opened wounds that had taken Chris years to close. Joey came into the living room and sat next to Chris on the sofa, hand warm on Chris’ knee. They didn’t talk, just listened to the muted sound of Justin’s snores and the rumble of traffic from outside.
Chris did nothing when Joey moved slightly so they sat pressed together, then twisted so he could kiss Chris. The kiss was harder this time, and Joey’s tongue slid across Chris’ lips briefly before Joey pulled back and stood.
As Joey left the room he quietly said Chris was beautiful. As Chris sat frozen on the sofa he thought maybe he believed him.
~*~*~*~
The third kiss was during the lawsuit. They were all strung out, nerves stretched to breaking point as their lives were reduced to nothing more than words on a page. It seemed every doubt Chris had ever had was coming home to roost, and he spent night after night pacing his home. Falling to pieces where no one could see.
Rain lashed at the windows and Chris felt like screaming as his skin itched and his nerves were rubbed raw. The walls seemed to close in; Chris needed fresh air, so ran outside, uncaring about the rain that drenched him in seconds.
Joey found him there later, soaked to the skin, head back as Chris let the rain wash away his pain. Without a word, Joey took his hand and they walked to the steps, sitting side by side well into the night as the rain continued to fall. Chris was cold, but as he held Joey’s hand he felt energy flow through him again. He knew he was about to be kissed, and smiled as Joey slicked back his hair and ran an impatient hand over his face.
Chris felt Joey’s free hand on his back and focused on the tiny droplets of water that clung to Joey’s lashes. The kiss tasted of rain and Chris moaned a little when Joey deepened it, tongue exploring Chris’ mouth. Chris wanted it to last forever; but he wasn’t surprised when Joey stood and walked away, leaving Chris panting and alone.
~*~*~*~
Kiss four was now, and Chris grinned as Joey reached for him in the dressing room. It was deserted, the others playing in the next room and Chris could hear Justin talking and JC’s sudden laughter. But all he saw was Joey, who held him round the waist, looking down with a serious expression.
Somehow, Chris knew this was it. When they were riding high and Joey had no excuse to walk away. Joey seemed to know that too, and smiled as he bent down. The kiss was deep and nasty, as Joey held Chris with a desperate grip, pressing their bodies close. Joey was in charge and all Chris could do was go along for the ride, trusting Joey totally.
When Joey pulled away he didn’t go anywhere, just held on tight as Chris rested his head against Joey’s chest. Chris felt safe and loved, and knew, to him, this was their real first kiss – the first of many.
fic_requests so I'll throw it up here. It was supposed to be Choey first kiss but I don't know if I like it.See, this is what happens when no one tells me to stop going to that place. I write badfic...sigh.
Anyway,
weredonut this is for you. You poor woman *g*It was a blazing hot day the first time Joey kissed Chris. They sat side by side and drank ice cold sodas, listening to the muted sound of rides and chattering guests. Chris was tired, and the last thing he wanted to do was finish his break and go back to singing for people who didn’t want to listen. He wanted to stay in the staff parking lot, on the steps, where he wasn’t on show and could unfasten the ugly shirt that clung to him with sweat.
They didn’t talk. They didn’t have to, just drank their sodas before Joey jumped to his feet, offering Chris his hand. Chris clasped it and allowed Joey to pull him up, grinning when he over-balanced slightly and fell forward. Chris expected Joey to grin too, to make a remark about him being a klutz. But he didn’t; just held onto Chris’ hand.
Joey’s skin was warm, and Chris looked up as Joey bent down before gently kissing Chris on the lips. It was a quick kiss, and so soft that Chris could barely feel it. When Joey walked away with a smile, looking embarrassed, all Chris could do was watch; while aching for more.
~*~*~*~*~
They kissed again months later, when life was uncertain and Chris could hardly sleep at night for doubts. Everything was too much, and Chris compensated by being the same. Too loud, too crazy, too hyper. When he was yelling or jumping or joking he didn’t have to think about how easily things could go wrong. Worries like that were kept for the nights, when Chris would sit in the darkness trying to push away doubts that seemed like solid things designed to crush him.
The night after being told he needed his teeth fixing, Chris sat feeling ugly and inferior. It was stupid feeling that way, he knew that, but Lou had opened wounds that had taken Chris years to close. Joey came into the living room and sat next to Chris on the sofa, hand warm on Chris’ knee. They didn’t talk, just listened to the muted sound of Justin’s snores and the rumble of traffic from outside.
Chris did nothing when Joey moved slightly so they sat pressed together, then twisted so he could kiss Chris. The kiss was harder this time, and Joey’s tongue slid across Chris’ lips briefly before Joey pulled back and stood.
As Joey left the room he quietly said Chris was beautiful. As Chris sat frozen on the sofa he thought maybe he believed him.
~*~*~*~
The third kiss was during the lawsuit. They were all strung out, nerves stretched to breaking point as their lives were reduced to nothing more than words on a page. It seemed every doubt Chris had ever had was coming home to roost, and he spent night after night pacing his home. Falling to pieces where no one could see.
Rain lashed at the windows and Chris felt like screaming as his skin itched and his nerves were rubbed raw. The walls seemed to close in; Chris needed fresh air, so ran outside, uncaring about the rain that drenched him in seconds.
Joey found him there later, soaked to the skin, head back as Chris let the rain wash away his pain. Without a word, Joey took his hand and they walked to the steps, sitting side by side well into the night as the rain continued to fall. Chris was cold, but as he held Joey’s hand he felt energy flow through him again. He knew he was about to be kissed, and smiled as Joey slicked back his hair and ran an impatient hand over his face.
Chris felt Joey’s free hand on his back and focused on the tiny droplets of water that clung to Joey’s lashes. The kiss tasted of rain and Chris moaned a little when Joey deepened it, tongue exploring Chris’ mouth. Chris wanted it to last forever; but he wasn’t surprised when Joey stood and walked away, leaving Chris panting and alone.
~*~*~*~
Kiss four was now, and Chris grinned as Joey reached for him in the dressing room. It was deserted, the others playing in the next room and Chris could hear Justin talking and JC’s sudden laughter. But all he saw was Joey, who held him round the waist, looking down with a serious expression.
Somehow, Chris knew this was it. When they were riding high and Joey had no excuse to walk away. Joey seemed to know that too, and smiled as he bent down. The kiss was deep and nasty, as Joey held Chris with a desperate grip, pressing their bodies close. Joey was in charge and all Chris could do was go along for the ride, trusting Joey totally.
When Joey pulled away he didn’t go anywhere, just held on tight as Chris rested his head against Joey’s chest. Chris felt safe and loved, and knew, to him, this was their real first kiss – the first of many.
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Date: 2004-03-28 07:59 am (UTC)And two mornings in a row I have woken up to wonderful ficlets from you. If you keep this up, I'm going to get addicted. *g*
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Date: 2004-03-28 08:15 am (UTC)I think I'm writing too many of these ficlets, there's real stories I have to write but I can't resist. I see a story with Chris in the request and I want to try. I have no will power at all *g*
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Date: 2004-03-28 08:13 am (UTC)I just love this. When do we get the live screening? hee
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Date: 2004-03-28 08:19 am (UTC)And what live screening would that be ;)
Glad you liked it!
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Date: 2004-03-28 08:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-03-28 08:49 am (UTC)I love Choey, the way Joey man handles Chris, and keeps him safe. They're wonderful.
I'm glad you like it.
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Date: 2004-03-28 08:55 am (UTC)I'm off to read the finished version of Boxes. Even though I know I'm gonna cry.
*blows kisses*
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Date: 2004-03-28 09:01 am (UTC)No need to cry about Boxes, it's all good, really.
*catches kisses in hand, slaps them on cheek*
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Date: 2004-03-28 09:16 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-03-28 09:23 am (UTC)Must admit that at the time I was all WTF!? But now I've been in popslash for a while, and have read the sdbs as women, winged creatures, animals, a couch, all sorts really, it doesn't seem so bad.
I mean, I loved the chris as dog having sex with JC stories, so who am I to say poodle sex is wrong? ;)
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Date: 2004-03-28 09:44 am (UTC)Popslash, man, it messes with your morals and personal beliefs. God bless it.
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Date: 2004-03-28 09:55 am (UTC)Popslash is amazing. I mourn the time I wasn't in the fandom.
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Date: 2004-03-28 10:10 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-03-28 10:12 am (UTC)The images for that are killing me!
But it was Charlie that brought them up, not me *eg*
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Date: 2004-03-28 10:48 am (UTC)at band camp he got high, he ended up in the shower with his clothes on eating a carrot. And you're probably heard that story before, but it bears repeating. It was hysterical *g*
The pair of you need your heads washed out with bleach. But um, so do I. And even then, only far, far into the future *g*
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Date: 2004-03-28 01:00 pm (UTC)I need my head washed out by bleach? But I'm a lady! .... yeah right! *snerk*
A filthy mind's the way to go!
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Date: 2004-03-28 01:24 pm (UTC)Yes. You're a lady. As am I. We're pure souls. Right down to the bone *g*
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Date: 2004-03-28 09:46 am (UTC)}:)
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Date: 2004-03-28 09:59 am (UTC)I'm working my way up to Chris!sexage I think ;)
Glad you enjoyed it.
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Date: 2004-03-28 10:06 am (UTC)I think it'll be Lance's turn now (JC first, then Joey), if you're going in chronological order. ;)
}:)
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Date: 2004-03-28 10:10 am (UTC)If I write trickyfish in the morning I'll dedicate it to you ;)
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Date: 2004-03-28 12:29 pm (UTC)*feels warm and fuzzy and special* Thank you. I love me some TrickyFish. :D
}:)
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Date: 2004-03-28 10:01 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-03-28 10:18 am (UTC)I agree, Chris should always think good about himself, because he's wonderful.
Thanks for taking the time to comment.
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Date: 2004-03-28 10:12 am (UTC)love it *g*
**smooches you**
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Date: 2004-03-28 10:16 am (UTC)I think I like deep and nasty too much, I must try to write something without those words in *g*
But yes, Joey's always wanted Chris, and who can blame him?
Glad you liked it :)
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Date: 2004-03-28 10:52 am (UTC)Who can blame him indeed? I wouldn't push Chris out of bed of a Sunday morning lol
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Date: 2004-03-28 11:04 am (UTC)Chris in any bed is good *nods* As long as he's naked anyway.
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Date: 2004-03-28 11:14 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-03-28 11:21 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-03-28 11:45 am (UTC)You really know how to make me feel great.
I'm glad you liked the ficlet and you're wonderful for telling me so.
Also, the friending thing goes both ways, just think, I wouldn't have seen Joey/Joey otherwise!
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Date: 2004-03-28 11:27 am (UTC)Nope.
EEEEEEEEEEEE!!!
That was GREAT! I loved the chronology of it, and Chris' vulnerability, when he's always trying to be the strong one, it was great to see that he feels weakness, too, and Joey was there for him, and will be anytime he's needed... ..lovely!
And the requests at fic_requests aren't limited to a single response, you know; you could still post it after Kit did hers...
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Date: 2004-03-28 11:35 am (UTC)I'm glad you liked it. It was another one that I wasn't sure worked or not. But it seems to have gone over well. I imagine Chris would feel vulnerable, but he's the kind of person that would hide that.
I just feel that I'm pushing in when I post a ficlet that's already being answered. But I suppose that's silly. I'll post, throw my stuff far and wide *g*
Thank you :)
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Date: 2004-03-28 12:15 pm (UTC)heh, seriously though, it was wonderful.
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Date: 2004-03-28 01:02 pm (UTC)Glad you liked it, thank you, hon.
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Date: 2004-03-28 07:11 pm (UTC)You're welcome sweety. It was lovely.
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Date: 2004-03-28 12:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-03-28 01:04 pm (UTC)I wasn't going to post over there because you'd already had one reply, but as it was pointed out, it's not limited to one.
I'm just glad you liked it.
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Date: 2004-03-28 03:42 pm (UTC)Very nice imagery. I love the rain part.
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Date: 2004-03-31 07:45 am (UTC)I'm glad you liked it. Thank you!