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crack_van2007-02-26 09:21 am
withdiamonds.livejournal.com) wrote in crack_van2007-02-26 09:21 am
Always Known by Terri-(R)
Fandom: POPSLASH
Pairing: Chris/Lance
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turps33 Author Website: YIMAN
Why this must be read: Another reunion fic, although it's just for one concert. Terri writes such wonderful Trickyfish, and this is all about how Chris deals with Lance being out, and Chris revisiting an old crush. It's Terri, so it's lovely.
“I do say so, but as much as I want to discuss phone sex with you, which I have to say is very little, I phoned for something else.” Chris looks at his finger, wipes it dry against the side of his t-shirt, counting the throbbing ache against the sound of Lance’s encouraging hum. “Justin just called. He’s been listening to that show Joe and I did. God knows how, probably downloaded it somewhere. He spends far too much time needing to know everything; it can’t be good for him. But anyway. He seems to think I went too far, which. Hello. Does he even know me? Still. I figured I’d cover all the bases.”
“Are you calling to apologise for all of the gay jokes?” Lance sounds amused.
“Do I need to apologise?” Chris doesn’t think so, but it doesn’t hurt to be sure.
“If I say yes will you give me a heartfelt apology and vow to say nothing about it again?”
“I could try.” And really, Chris would try, but it’s inevitable that he’ll say something. It’s just how he is.
“Then no, why change a lifetime of no apologies now?” There’s underlying laughter and Chris settles into the shared memories of a thousand other jokes and affection- dulled insults. Then the easy silence is suddenly replaced by hastily muffled sharp words.
“Chris, I have to go.” The connection is clear again as Lance speaks. “I’ll call you, okay?”
Chris listens as Lance’s voice drops away and the connection is cut. Clicking shut his cell, he drops it on the dash, starts up his car and finally goes home.
“Are you calling to apologise for all of the gay jokes?” Lance sounds amused.
“Do I need to apologise?” Chris doesn’t think so, but it doesn’t hurt to be sure.
“If I say yes will you give me a heartfelt apology and vow to say nothing about it again?”
“I could try.” And really, Chris would try, but it’s inevitable that he’ll say something. It’s just how he is.
“Then no, why change a lifetime of no apologies now?” There’s underlying laughter and Chris settles into the shared memories of a thousand other jokes and affection- dulled insults. Then the easy silence is suddenly replaced by hastily muffled sharp words.
“Chris, I have to go.” The connection is clear again as Lance speaks. “I’ll call you, okay?”
Chris listens as Lance’s voice drops away and the connection is cut. Clicking shut his cell, he drops it on the dash, starts up his car and finally goes home.
Always Known
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