Do Not Arouse or Awaken Love (Until It So Desires) by SnarkyLlama (R)
Fandom: POPSLASH
Pairing: JC/Justin
Length: 12,000 words
Author on LJ:
snarkyllama_fic
Author Website: none
Why this must be read:
This is like new oldskool! Fun and funny, life on the threemanbus, Justin growing up with some help from his friends. Interesting religious themes, the best ending to a story ever.
He drew his arm back and whipped the Bible across the room. THUNK, thump. It felt--and sounded--exactly like he'd known it would. He opened his eyes.
"Justin Randall!" his mother hollered. "What are you breaking up there?"
He stared at the stupid, pink thing lying there on the floor.
"Nothing, Momma!"
"That didn't sound like nothing!"
He shouldn't have thrown it. He was pretty sure God frowned on flinging His Word around like that. He could have been struck down by lightning or a plague of locusts or something.
"I just dropped something," he said.
"Well, stop 'dropping' things and get down here. Dinner's almost ready."
"Okay."
Before he went downstairs, he picked up the Bible, smoothed out its creased pages, and put it with the stack of stuff he wanted to bring on tour.
He wondered if it was possible to regret not doing the wrong thing.
Do Not Arouse or Awaken Love (Until It So Desires)
Pairing: JC/Justin
Length: 12,000 words
Author on LJ:
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Author Website: none
Why this must be read:
This is like new oldskool! Fun and funny, life on the threemanbus, Justin growing up with some help from his friends. Interesting religious themes, the best ending to a story ever.
He drew his arm back and whipped the Bible across the room. THUNK, thump. It felt--and sounded--exactly like he'd known it would. He opened his eyes.
"Justin Randall!" his mother hollered. "What are you breaking up there?"
He stared at the stupid, pink thing lying there on the floor.
"Nothing, Momma!"
"That didn't sound like nothing!"
He shouldn't have thrown it. He was pretty sure God frowned on flinging His Word around like that. He could have been struck down by lightning or a plague of locusts or something.
"I just dropped something," he said.
"Well, stop 'dropping' things and get down here. Dinner's almost ready."
"Okay."
Before he went downstairs, he picked up the Bible, smoothed out its creased pages, and put it with the stack of stuff he wanted to bring on tour.
He wondered if it was possible to regret not doing the wrong thing.
Do Not Arouse or Awaken Love (Until It So Desires)
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