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Bandom/Popslash (NC-17)
Title: Said Hey, Have You Heard of My Religion by ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-syndicated.gif)
txtequilanights
Pairing: Gabe Saporta/Justin Timberlake
Author on LJ:txtequilanights
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highon_life
Why this must be read:
If you're at all familiar with Gabe Saporta, then you know that he wears a Justin Timberlake pendant around his neck. I'm surprised this story wasn't written sooner. Love Justin's POV here. He has no idea who Gabe is and he's just looking for a good time.
Gabe smirks at Justin over his shoulder “Maybe a little more than a minute,” he says, raising his voice to make sure Jessica hears. But she doesn’t say anything else, just lets go of Justin’s arm and disappears back into the crowd, probably to bitch to her friend that her boyfriend is off fucking some dude.
Whatever. That’s kind of at the low end of Justin’s priority list at the moment.
They get further into the club and pass Pete Wentz, who, Justin can’t help but notice, is attached at the hip to the lead singer of his band. Not to his own girlfriend. Which makes Justin feel a little better about the situation, at least until Pete turns and fucking winks at him. It’s more than a little weird. What the hell?
Then they’re at the back and Gabe is tugging him through a door that Justin didn’t even notice was there and locking it behind them. Which is when Justin’s inner paranoid bitch takes over.
“So, okay,” he says, turning to tug at the door handle and check the lock. “There aren’t any cameras, right? Or other doors, or anything? Because, man, I cannot even tell you how much my life would suck, you know?”
I Said Hey, Have You Heard of My Religion
txtequilanightsPairing: Gabe Saporta/Justin Timberlake
Author on LJ:
txtequilanightsAuthor Website:
highon_lifeWhy this must be read:
If you're at all familiar with Gabe Saporta, then you know that he wears a Justin Timberlake pendant around his neck. I'm surprised this story wasn't written sooner. Love Justin's POV here. He has no idea who Gabe is and he's just looking for a good time.
Gabe smirks at Justin over his shoulder “Maybe a little more than a minute,” he says, raising his voice to make sure Jessica hears. But she doesn’t say anything else, just lets go of Justin’s arm and disappears back into the crowd, probably to bitch to her friend that her boyfriend is off fucking some dude.
Whatever. That’s kind of at the low end of Justin’s priority list at the moment.
They get further into the club and pass Pete Wentz, who, Justin can’t help but notice, is attached at the hip to the lead singer of his band. Not to his own girlfriend. Which makes Justin feel a little better about the situation, at least until Pete turns and fucking winks at him. It’s more than a little weird. What the hell?
Then they’re at the back and Gabe is tugging him through a door that Justin didn’t even notice was there and locking it behind them. Which is when Justin’s inner paranoid bitch takes over.
“So, okay,” he says, turning to tug at the door handle and check the lock. “There aren’t any cameras, right? Or other doors, or anything? Because, man, I cannot even tell you how much my life would suck, you know?”
I Said Hey, Have You Heard of My Religion