Justin Month, Day Fourteen

[aruan]

Love this picture. The colors/contrasts, that you can see in his eyes how so very young he was, which the oddly highlighted curls only emphasize. It's just a whole lot of mood and pretty.

Awake by Liz

"We'll just give you a little something to make you sleep, and everything will be fine," the doctor tells him, and JC takes some comfort in that until he sees the needle. His whimper is involuntary. He wonders fleetingly if maybe when the gun went off at the concert if it really did hit him, if he died, and this is hell, a place with no sleep and sharp needles. But Justin is there, letting him bury his head against his shoulder, and they'd never let him have Justin to take care of him in hell.

Justin takes care of JC after a scary onstage encounter with a fan. Which is rare in fic, but he's so good at it, from shouting at the people who deserve it to staying up to watch over JC and wake him when he's having a nightmare. This kind of selfless caring is an aspect of Justin usually not explored in fic, but Liz does it with quiet compassion.

Comments

[tallories.livejournal.com]

Thank you for the recommendation! *bookmarks*

[gjstruthseeker.livejournal.com]

Just doing my part. :)