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The Boyband Invasion, by Madame D (R)
Fandom: POPSLASH
Pairing: JC/AJ
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madame_d
Author Website: Index of stories
Why this must be read:
Poor JC. His peace is shattered when two boyband members show up on his doorstep asking for refuge. Pleas to his friends for rescue get him nowhere, but it turns out that there are compensations. Lovely JC characterisation in particular, but everyone sparkles.
Chris. In his house. In an hour, or however long it would take him to get through LA traffic from the airport. JC rubs his forehead. An hour isn't nearly enough time to Chris-proof his house. JC drops his cell phone onto the coffee table and starts on the long task of pulling all the most expensive bottles out of his wet bar, hiding his double-stuff Oreos on the top shelves that Chris can't reach, and putting away anything that has the potential to in any way, shape or form do irrevocable damage via cutting, slashing, poking, tearing, and/or scratching—Chris gets bored easily.
The doorbell rings forty-five minutes later. Incredulous, JC heads for the door, wondering how much Chris paid the cabbie to drive faster than a caffeinated New Yorker.
When JC opens the door, he stops and stares. It isn't Chris. Close—crazy hair, curling wildly below the baseball cap, arms covered with tattoos, silver earrings glinting in his ears, dressed in black from head to toe—but it's definitely not Chris. Looking really good though, healthy and tan and muscly, and when was the last time JC saw him; was he always this hot or is this a new development?
"AJ? Hi?"
The Boyband Invasion
Pairing: JC/AJ
Author on LJ:
madame_dAuthor Website: Index of stories
Why this must be read:
Poor JC. His peace is shattered when two boyband members show up on his doorstep asking for refuge. Pleas to his friends for rescue get him nowhere, but it turns out that there are compensations. Lovely JC characterisation in particular, but everyone sparkles.
Chris. In his house. In an hour, or however long it would take him to get through LA traffic from the airport. JC rubs his forehead. An hour isn't nearly enough time to Chris-proof his house. JC drops his cell phone onto the coffee table and starts on the long task of pulling all the most expensive bottles out of his wet bar, hiding his double-stuff Oreos on the top shelves that Chris can't reach, and putting away anything that has the potential to in any way, shape or form do irrevocable damage via cutting, slashing, poking, tearing, and/or scratching—Chris gets bored easily.
The doorbell rings forty-five minutes later. Incredulous, JC heads for the door, wondering how much Chris paid the cabbie to drive faster than a caffeinated New Yorker.
When JC opens the door, he stops and stares. It isn't Chris. Close—crazy hair, curling wildly below the baseball cap, arms covered with tattoos, silver earrings glinting in his ears, dressed in black from head to toe—but it's definitely not Chris. Looking really good though, healthy and tan and muscly, and when was the last time JC saw him; was he always this hot or is this a new development?
"AJ? Hi?"
The Boyband Invasion
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Much, much thanks for the rec! :)
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I'm the reccer, not the author, but I'd say this is an entirely plausible version of Chris from the array of popslash canon. He is a manic nuisance, and we love him. (Not to say he isn't exaggerated, of course, but that's the beauty of RPS, we have to extrapolate.)
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