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bossymarmalade) wrote2002-10-07 02:35 pm
sk8er boi
I didn't say happy birthday to ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif){kind=small}
joielee, and the reason is because she wanted a JC/Justin songfic to Avril Lavigne's "Complicated." Which I have finally achieved, although I suck because it's late.
So, happy belated birthday, Joie! I hope it's every bit as awful a fic as you wanted. *g*
Uh huh, life's like this
Uh huh, uh huh, that's the way it is
Cause life's like this
Uh huh, uh huh that's the way it is
The sheets were cold.
Cold when Josh woke up, his hands reaching with blind fingertips to the other side of the bed, the side where there was normally somebody sleeping. Somebody with golden curls and brilliant blue eyes, but who hadn’t been there for a while now even though he was being missed a lot.
Josh almost didn’t want to open his lovely grey-blue eyes, because he knew he wouldn’t see Justin, that Justin had stayed out the entire night doing God knows what and not come home. Josh wanted to just curl up under the covers and cry, with his heart breaking into a million pieces, like he’d done a thousand times before. But he didn’t, he just got up. He had laundry to do.
Besides, this was his life.
Chill out whatcha yelling' for?
Lay back it's all been done before
And if you could only let it be you will see
"I don’t know what the hell you expect from me!!" Justin was standing in the living room yelling while Josh made dinner. "What, you want me to call you every time I go out? I’m a grownup, Josh! You can’t control me!" Crash went one of Josh’s vases, the ones he had bought when he was only twenty and never knew that he would eventually end up like this, living with somebody he knew ever since the Mickey Mouse Club.
"I just want you to tell me if you are going to spend the night somewhere else. That’s all." Josh checked the spaghetti, trying not to let Justin’s words hurt him. He could hear Justin pacing around, running his hands through his short hair. Josh missed the curls. But Justin had never asked him about cutting his hair, just did it because he thought it would look cool. Justin never asked Josh’s opinion on anything anymore.
"Well, I don’t think you need to know." Justin was in the kitchen now and Josh was getting nervous, because he had all this food he was making and from the way Justin was looking sly and lusty the food might burn by the time they were done.
"Justin, no—not now!" Josh persuaded as Justin wrapped his arms around Josh’s delicate birdlike chest, crushing the breath from him. "I’m making spaghetti!"
"Let it burn," Justin growled into Josh’s neck, pushing his hard maleness against Josh’s ass. Josh moaned, dropping the spoon he was holding. He could never resist Justin when he was like this. And the problem was that Justin was always like this, and then Josh was always alone.
I like you the way you are
When we're drivin' in your car
and you're talking to me one on one but you've become
They were driving to the park in Justin’s Escalade because they were supposed to meet Brihana and Justin’s little brothers and Josh’s niece there and maybe Chris’s new adopted transgendered Somalian orphan with terminal bone cancer. Justin had the windows down and was singing along to Josh’s Tori Amos CD that Josh had got especially from London the day it was released and had it signed by Tori, because he loved it so much.
"I like this music," Justin said, grinning from ear to ear and tapping his fingers on the steering wheel.
"Yeah, she’s one of my favourites. I got a fan mail from her saying she really liked God Must Have Spent A Little More Time On You and it really influenced her sound. I think sshe might have a crush on me."
Justin laughed and Josh felt the tinkling sound strike straight in his heart. "Well, she’ll have to get through me first, Josh babe!"
Josh couldn’t take his eyes from Justin. He looked so beautiful like this, so much like the sweet boy Josh had fallen in love with, even though the curls were no more and he was older. Why can’t you be like this always? Josh thought to himself as Justin sang, smiling out the window. Why can’t you always be my Sweet J?
Somebody else round everyone else
You're watching your back like you can't relax
You're tryin' to be cool you look like a fool to me
Tell me
They were hanging out at a hip-hop club, again, because Justin wanted to hang around with Nelly, again. Not that Josh didn’t like Nelly, but sometimes he just wanted Justin for himself. Not to share with everybody, all the fans, all the other people in the music industry.
And Justin changed when they were around other people, too. He got all loud and mean, drinking and cursing and once Josh could swear he’d seen Justin kick a crippled puppy that one of Nelly’s friends had brought. It made him sad at the same time it made him angry. Why couldn’t Justin see that what he was with Josh was how he should and could always be the way that Josh wanted Justin to be when he could be that?
Why you have to go and make things so complicated?
I see the way you're acting like your somebody else gets me
frustrated
Life's like this you
You fall and you crawl and you break
Everything changed the day Josh walked into the bathroom and found Justin sniffing markers.
"OHMIGOD!!!" Josh yelled and ran at him, knocking the markers from Justin’s hand.
"WHAT THE HELL!!" Justin yelled back, angry because all his markers had fallen down and now he couldn’t tell which ones he already sniffed. "Those were MINE, Josh!"
"I can’t take this anymore, I just can’t take it!" Josh dropped to his knees, grabbing Justin’s beautiful face gently between his two hands. "Don’t you see what you’re doing to yourself my angel? You’re being someone you’re not and I’m not gonna just stand by and let you hurt me and yourself! You don’t need these, do you hear me?!?" Josh scooped up a handful of markers and shook them in Justin’s shocked stare. "YOU DON’T NEED THEM!!! I LOVE YOU!!!"
Justin looked at him, shocked. How could he have done this to his sweet sweet Josh? Why had he pretended to be somebody different than who he was, who Josh wanted him to be? Why? Why?!? How could he have been so cruel and uncaring?
"Oh my God," he sobbed, falling on Josh’s neck that smelled like Armani cologne. "I’m so sorry Josh! I love you so much! Please can you forgive me for being so mean to you!" He could still smell the markers and for once, the smell was terrible to him. How could he ever have looked forward to sniffing a fat chisel-point before? How, when it hurt his poor Josh?!?
"It’s okay," Josh said, holding onto Justin. He was back, Sweet J was back, the little boy Josh had loved back in the Mickey Mouse club who had grown to be his lover. Josh felt his heart feel like it grew wings to fly away on, and he wanted to sing, he was so happy. "It’s okay, I love you," he repeated again, stroking Justin’s throbbing head. "Life’s like that."
and you take what you get and you turn it into honesty
promise me I'm never gonna find you fake this
no no no
The End
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Bwahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!
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I am laughing so hard that I am crying. CRYING!!! Poor Josh! And poor Chris's new adopted transgendered Somalian orphan with terminal bone cancer! And that poor crippled puppy! The markers!!! Markers ruin lives, people!!! Poor JOSH!!!
You are the BEST!
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Glad you liked it, sweetie. *snug*
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that's just WRONG, yo.
can't.stop.laughing. fat chisel points! bwaahaahahahahahahahaa!1
ps: freak.
pps: and you called him Josh. god, i love that so so so much you have no idea. no, wait. maybe you do.
1 what about Josh's fat chisel-point, hmm? yeah. you just think about THAT, missy.
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Oh my god. Oh my god. I almost can't breathe.
You're brilliant.
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oh good lord
God's honest truth or at least
Oh, honey. You're too precious for words.
Step away from the sharpie.
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ack! my spleen!
AHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!
You so rock. man.
Re: ack! my spleen!
Glad you liked!
Re: ack! my spleen!
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HAHAAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAHAHAAHAHAHAAHAHAHA
HAHAHAAHAAAHAAHAHAAHAHAHAAHA
Tori! Markers! Josh! GMHSALMTOY! Lovely grey-blue eyes!
HAHAHAAHAAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHA
HAAHAHAHAAHAHAAHAHAAHAAHA
haha
ah.ha.
phew.
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Thank you for the feedback!
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And Josh's sweet, sweet ASS!
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ahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
Oh my god, this is. Oh my god. And the markers! And he didn't know if he had already sniffed them or not! And the crippled puppy and oh my god. This is. I have no words.
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If she did, I'd kick her poser ass.
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Oh. My. Goodness.
*is crying from laughter*
I was all good up to Chris' orphan. Then I lost it.
*wipes eyes*
That was too great. And the MARKERS!
*falls over again*
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Thank you for the feedback, sweetie!
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Ya'll are the evillest thing in God's green half acre. Y'are.
Love ya-
-Sally Beth
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...Okay, so I'm not as good at the hick-speak. But I'm still happy you enjoyed it. Tee!
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HAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHA;DLKSFAJDLHAAHAHAHAHA!
HAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAH.
Jesus christ, this is going in my memories.
:D
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Thank you for the feedback, honey! I'm happy you liked it!
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Josh found his Sweet J SNIFFING MARKERS!!!
AHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
That would be the most pathetic Behind the Music ever. "Yeah, it was all downhill after Justin got hooked on those sweet, sweet Sharpie fumes."
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possibly my favorite new sentence ever. for serious, brilliant and funny and so great i'm willing to forgive you for getting avril stuck in my head.
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Glad you liked it! And thank you for the feedback!
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I got a fan mail from her saying she really liked God Must Have Spent A Little More Time On You and it really influenced her sound
I don't think I'll ever be able to listen to Tori Amos without laughing ever again (I mean, more than usual).
You are a Genius, hon. ^_^ *bigsnugs*
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Thank you, Kezzy! I'm glad I helped you kick that marker-sniffing habit by showing you its ugly side. *g*
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"Justin, no-not now!" Josh persuaded as Justin wrapped his arms around Josh's delicate birdlike chest, crushing the breath from him. "I'm making spaghetti!"
"I'm making spaghetti!" Aaaaaaaaahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!
Everything changed the day Josh walked into the bathroom and found Justin sniffing markers.
"OHMIGOD!!!" Josh yelled and ran at him, knocking the markers from Justin's hand.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
[dies]
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Thank you!
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::grin::
Why can’t you always be my Sweet J?
::muffled snicker::
Josh could swear he’d seen Justin kick a crippled puppy
::giggle::
Everything changed the day Josh walked into the bathroom and found Justin sniffing markers.
::gives up and rolls on floor, laughing::
Bloody brilliant. :D
"YOU DON’T NEED THEM!!! I LOVE YOU!!!"
"WHY WON'T YOU LET ME IN?!!" Bahahahahahahaha!
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Thank you!
Bad, bad, bad...
Exquisite badness, magnificent trash. Oh yes. You make me smile so hard sometimes.
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It just sucks to have to share, man.
Dude, you're brilliant. Markers! Fabulous.
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...to be honest, if *I* had Justin Timberlake, I wouldn't be too keen on sharing, either. So I guess poor Josh was right on that count!
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You had me at "Chris’s new adopted transgendered Somalian orphan with terminal bone cancer"
Knocking them out of Justin's hands! YES!
He couldn't tell which ones he'd already sniffed! GOD YES!!
Shaking the markers in his shocked stare! "YOU DON'T NEED THEM! I LOVE YOU!" Fat chisel-point! AHHH SWEET BABY JESUS YES!!!
Oh, god. Dear god. YES.
Re: You had me at "Chris’s new adopted transgendered Somalian orphan with terminal bone cancer"
I think that's the best reaction I've ever gotten, yo.
*g* Thank you so much for the charmingly hysterical feedback! It's so gratifying to have people lose their minds with glee over my silly wee "Joshtin" fic. Tee!
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It changes lives! I knew it!
Justin could sniff markers. He's OCD enough about cleanliness that I trust he won't get it all over his face. Unlike, say, Joey.
He could never resist Justin when he was like this. And the problem was that Justin was always like this
That is the main theme of almost every Joshtin fic ever. They are the most sex-crazed pairing out there and cannot resist each other no matter what. Spaghetti be damned! (Which is actually something I'm not going to argue with.)
This was written like someone who's been all over What We All Wish For. Well done. *g*
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Thanks for the feedback, sweetie!