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Serious (Adult)
Fandom: POPSLASH
Pairing: Chris/Lance, Lance/Reichen
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
nopseud
Author Website: http://www.nsa.slashcity.org/nsa/index.html
Why this must be read:
I'm a little slow off the mark—it's been a busy June, so far—but I'm delighted to have something brand new to rec. I know it's new because it's among the most recently written stories in Popslash fandom, and I was lucky enough to have it written for Me. That's not why I'm recommending it, though, but because it is an awesome story of love.
Chris, you see, isn't always good at taking things as seriously as he could. He doesn't quite listen as carefully as he could to a message Lance leaves on his answerphone, and is in consequence taken very much by surprise when *that* People magazine hits the stands. Chris is also not good at admitting defeat, or that someone else may be right, or... anyway, this gets him into various situations he hasn't exactly planned for. Like making out with Lance. Fortunately, Chris is good at improvising.
Meanwhile, Joey is smart, Justin is resigned, JC knows everything,
and Lance has a secret crush. All in great style, with the kind of dialogue (especially from Chris) that you can just hear them saying. The last section is a thing of beauty.
Very definitely my kind of fic.
A nasty itchy feeling at the back of Chris's skull suggested to him that possibly he was being a sucky friend. Clearly there was something significant happening in Lance's life which Lance expected him to know about, and which Chris did not know about. And the time when Chris could have confessed in a non-humiliating way to not knowing the real reason why Lance had flown across the entire country just to see him had passed about three beers ago.
Lance looked like he had when the ridiculous pipe dream of going into space had turned into contracts and film crews and standing in Chris's hallway clutching a ticket to Russia and hyperventillating slightly. The next thing he said made the association even stronger.
"Just tell me this, Chris," he said suddenly. "Yes or no. Do you think I'm doing the right thing?"
Luckily, with Lance, Chris could answer that question confidently without having the faintest clue what Lance was talking about.
Serious
Pairing: Chris/Lance, Lance/Reichen
Author on LJ:
nopseudAuthor Website: http://www.nsa.slashcity.org/nsa/index.html
Why this must be read:
I'm a little slow off the mark—it's been a busy June, so far—but I'm delighted to have something brand new to rec. I know it's new because it's among the most recently written stories in Popslash fandom, and I was lucky enough to have it written for Me. That's not why I'm recommending it, though, but because it is an awesome story of love.
Chris, you see, isn't always good at taking things as seriously as he could. He doesn't quite listen as carefully as he could to a message Lance leaves on his answerphone, and is in consequence taken very much by surprise when *that* People magazine hits the stands. Chris is also not good at admitting defeat, or that someone else may be right, or... anyway, this gets him into various situations he hasn't exactly planned for. Like making out with Lance. Fortunately, Chris is good at improvising.
Meanwhile, Joey is smart, Justin is resigned, JC knows everything,
and Lance has a secret crush. All in great style, with the kind of dialogue (especially from Chris) that you can just hear them saying. The last section is a thing of beauty.
Very definitely my kind of fic.
A nasty itchy feeling at the back of Chris's skull suggested to him that possibly he was being a sucky friend. Clearly there was something significant happening in Lance's life which Lance expected him to know about, and which Chris did not know about. And the time when Chris could have confessed in a non-humiliating way to not knowing the real reason why Lance had flown across the entire country just to see him had passed about three beers ago.
Lance looked like he had when the ridiculous pipe dream of going into space had turned into contracts and film crews and standing in Chris's hallway clutching a ticket to Russia and hyperventillating slightly. The next thing he said made the association even stronger.
"Just tell me this, Chris," he said suddenly. "Yes or no. Do you think I'm doing the right thing?"
Luckily, with Lance, Chris could answer that question confidently without having the faintest clue what Lance was talking about.
Serious