Day Two

[aruan]

I don't think I believed this picture was unmanipped when I first saw it. Just, wow, you know? Interesting thing though, as a friend and I discussed last night, is that while you'd think that there wouldn't be anything gayer than an interior-decorating, flower embroidery-championing, capri-wearing, feathered hair-sporting boyband member, JC gives off a strangely convincing straight man vibe. *shrug* Personally, it's all good, especially whatever makes and keeps the boy as sunny and happy as he is.

For You by Sandy Keene

They stopped at a bar when the wind began to rage and JC got too cold. Lance balanced his chair on two legs in a room no bigger than a breadbox and watched JC study his bottle of beer like he thought he could divine the secrets of the world from it if he just stared hard enough.

A surprisingly short tale of a surprisingly long time, wherein things not so surprising happen. Set to Ivy's Edge of the Ocean, it's blissful magic. I love how the beautiful things in this story begin in this kind of dingy, dismal setting.