It wasn't only JC's look that had changed, Lance found. JC had always had a fugitive sweetness, but it was something that he had tried to hide even among the five of them. They loved each other, Lance thought, but it was a jostling, belligerent love, expressed in roughhousing and teasing and light cuffs. JC had offered his gentleness rarely and shyly, as if he feared it was out of place.
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Date: 2002-01-13 03:36 pm (UTC)It wasn't only JC's look that had changed, Lance found. JC had always had a fugitive sweetness, but it was something that he had tried to hide even among the five of them. They loved each other, Lance thought, but it was a jostling, belligerent love, expressed in roughhousing and teasing and light cuffs. JC had offered his gentleness rarely and shyly, as if he feared it was out of place.
Sigh. A wonderful story.