Day Six

[aruan]

Love this picture. The lighting is perfect, the way he's this oasis of calm focus in the middle of the chaos around him. My fondness for jeans is an inherently biasing factor but I really do think the outfit is good, his hair perfect shaggy length, the muscle tone in his arms - even the concentration he must be putting into his shot looks pretty on his face, no scrunched eyebrows or thinned lips. He might not play well, but it doesn't mean he can't still make the honest effort and look good trying.

Shifting Sand by Joie

"Don't you sometimes feel like we're standing on sand?" Justin said, the smile slipping off his face. An uncharacteristically serious expression appeared and Justin sighed. "Like, that the ground that we're standing on, it's like sand. Not really solid, you know? And in one moment, it could shift beneath us and we'd fall?"

Look ma, friendship fic! Err, maybe let's not bring my mother into this, but so good! And not slashy! And perfect! Go read.