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crack_van2007-03-18 12:36 pm
sperrywink) wrote in crack_van2007-03-18 12:36 pm
in the heart, a little house by Silveryscrape (PG)
Fandom: POPSLASH
Pairing: JC Chasez/Justin Timberlake
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
silveryscrape
Author Website: Lost Rooms
Why this must be read:
March 18th is JuC day in popslash-land, and to celebrate here is a JuC rec for all the aficionados out there. It is a college-AU where Justin takes a yoga class to help improve his dancing and meets and becomes entranced by JC. I really love the pacing of the story and the tension created between Justin's impatience and the languid pace of the yoga. Justin is sympathetic and a total guy as he muddles through the yoga and his attraction to JC, while JC is perfect as the mysterious, yet geeky, yet electric, all too human object of his attraction.
Mostly, though, Justin can't get past the part of his soul that mocks fiercely whenever she says "imagine your arms are the branches of a tree" or something completely woo-woo like that. Really love your peaches wanna shake your tree, Justin thinks to himself and topples over sideways. The guy, of course, is standing straight and tall and totally at ease on one foot when Justin glances over, and he slowly folds forward to put his hands on the floor as Justin watches enviously. Very bendy. Justin can imagine some advantages to that. Also, the guy has a fantastic ass. Justin frowns and looks down at his foot but it looks nothing like the roots of a tree, not even when he spreads his toes.
And then they chant.
It’s even more amazing than the last time. The guy just sits there, this skinny guy with his eyes closed, but when he opens his mouth this huge sound comes out. His voice is rich and full and perfect, and it goes on and on and on until it settles right into Justin’s bones, and pretty soon he feels a sound struggling up to meet it from his own chest, so he opens his mouth and lets it out. He watches the guy and hums, and just hums and hums and watches his calm face, and when the chant starts to fade and everyone falls into silence, Justin doesn’t want to stop. When they lay down to meditate or whatever it is they do, Justin’s insides are still reverberating.
in the heart, a little house by Silveryscrape
Pairing: JC Chasez/Justin Timberlake
Author on LJ:
silveryscrapeAuthor Website: Lost Rooms
Why this must be read:
March 18th is JuC day in popslash-land, and to celebrate here is a JuC rec for all the aficionados out there. It is a college-AU where Justin takes a yoga class to help improve his dancing and meets and becomes entranced by JC. I really love the pacing of the story and the tension created between Justin's impatience and the languid pace of the yoga. Justin is sympathetic and a total guy as he muddles through the yoga and his attraction to JC, while JC is perfect as the mysterious, yet geeky, yet electric, all too human object of his attraction.
Mostly, though, Justin can't get past the part of his soul that mocks fiercely whenever she says "imagine your arms are the branches of a tree" or something completely woo-woo like that. Really love your peaches wanna shake your tree, Justin thinks to himself and topples over sideways. The guy, of course, is standing straight and tall and totally at ease on one foot when Justin glances over, and he slowly folds forward to put his hands on the floor as Justin watches enviously. Very bendy. Justin can imagine some advantages to that. Also, the guy has a fantastic ass. Justin frowns and looks down at his foot but it looks nothing like the roots of a tree, not even when he spreads his toes.
And then they chant.
It’s even more amazing than the last time. The guy just sits there, this skinny guy with his eyes closed, but when he opens his mouth this huge sound comes out. His voice is rich and full and perfect, and it goes on and on and on until it settles right into Justin’s bones, and pretty soon he feels a sound struggling up to meet it from his own chest, so he opens his mouth and lets it out. He watches the guy and hums, and just hums and hums and watches his calm face, and when the chant starts to fade and everyone falls into silence, Justin doesn’t want to stop. When they lay down to meditate or whatever it is they do, Justin’s insides are still reverberating.
in the heart, a little house by Silveryscrape
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I was actually surprised to find out that it hadn't been rec-d before.
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I'm glad you found something in popslash you liked and the rec enticed you enough to read!