gacked from dreamingofjacob
And I said: I'm so happy!!! I must write or die trying.
and because lovelylady23** asked if I did....I did:
Rehearse, rehearse, rehearse and rehearse some more.
Joey was exhausted, drenched in sweat and sprawled on the sofa, legs splayed while he watched Justin rework a step - and making it more complicated by the looks of it!
He heaved a sigh and glanced around the stuffy rehearsal hall.
Chris, sweating and flushed was sitting on the floor against the mirrored wall, a halo of fog from his heat forming around him on the glass.
Lance looked fresh as a daisy, only a little flushed too, as he paced, listening intently into his cell phone.
With a startled grunt, Joey's attention was quickly turned to JC's sinewy body landing uncerimoniously in his lap.
He looked down at the smiling, happy eyes, ignoring JC's sweat slick neck that skid across his forearm as he twisted to be looking straighter at him and smiled that little smile he seemed to reserve only for Joey.
And suddenly Joey had a goal; to get this spaz out of his rehearsal gear and make him sweaty for a whole other reason.
His heart skipped a beat thinking of the gleam of exersion on JC's naked skin. So he didn't care if JC saw when his gaze swept the length of him longingly. He hoped he did.
When JC reached up and brushed his hot fingertips across Joey's lips, he knew they were on the same page.
He grinned and glanced up as Justin called that break time was over.
Good, the sooner we're through here....
**LL's can be found here: http://www.livejournal.com/users/lovelylady23/