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Something So Right by topaz and withoutme
Fandom: POPSLASH
Pairing: JC/Lance/Nick/Jesse
Author on LJ:![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
topaz119 and without_me
Author Website: Just For Fun and kittenfic
Why this must be read:This is one of my most favorite stories ever. My comfort fic. It's long, it's a foursome, it's hot. You wouldn't think it would work, but you'd be wrong. I always wish there was more. *cough*
Something So Right
Pairing: JC/Lance/Nick/Jesse
Author on LJ:
topaz119 and without_me Author Website: Just For Fun and kittenfic
Why this must be read:This is one of my most favorite stories ever. My comfort fic. It's long, it's a foursome, it's hot. You wouldn't think it would work, but you'd be wrong. I always wish there was more. *cough*
"Jesse's where?"
Nick winces at how Lance's voice cracks, and shakes his head. So much for the massaged-into-oblivion, totally relaxed Lance who'd staggered into the suite not two minutes ago.
"He's out with JC," Nick repeats, while he rummages in the mini-bar for a bottle of Jack Daniels and a Coke. "Getting to know each other. Like, a date."
"Oh, God, oh my God, why?" Lance drops onto the couch, and Nick wishes he could make this a double, because Lance is clearly losing it, but it's the last bottle of Jack, and he's seen the face Lance makes if someone should, God forbid, hand him JB instead.
"C'mon, man," Nick says, handing over the drink. "Relax. It's a good thing, right?"
Lance moans. "They're talking to each other."
"What? You thought they could just fuck and not talk?" Nick laughs. "Have you met either one of them?"
"I wasn't. I didn't." Lance drops his head back on the couch and closes his eyes. "Oh, fuck. My boyfriend is out on a date with my ex. The potential for disaster here is overwhelming.".
Nick winces at how Lance's voice cracks, and shakes his head. So much for the massaged-into-oblivion, totally relaxed Lance who'd staggered into the suite not two minutes ago.
"He's out with JC," Nick repeats, while he rummages in the mini-bar for a bottle of Jack Daniels and a Coke. "Getting to know each other. Like, a date."
"Oh, God, oh my God, why?" Lance drops onto the couch, and Nick wishes he could make this a double, because Lance is clearly losing it, but it's the last bottle of Jack, and he's seen the face Lance makes if someone should, God forbid, hand him JB instead.
"C'mon, man," Nick says, handing over the drink. "Relax. It's a good thing, right?"
Lance moans. "They're talking to each other."
"What? You thought they could just fuck and not talk?" Nick laughs. "Have you met either one of them?"
"I wasn't. I didn't." Lance drops his head back on the couch and closes his eyes. "Oh, fuck. My boyfriend is out on a date with my ex. The potential for disaster here is overwhelming.".
Something So Right