"You've got to dance like no one's watching and love like it will never hurt."
Anonymous
"So what do you think of this design?" Justin walked up behind JC who was sitting at his desk in the new office. He leaned over him, his hands slowly kneading the muscles in JC's shoulders. "You think it's too simple? Or is there too much going on with all the lines?"
"Honestly?" Justin asked. "I really like it. It's very you."
"I guess I'll take that as a compliment." JC looked up and laughed a bit when Justin leaned down and kissed him, his hand moving from JC's shoulder to his cheek to turn his face more towards him.
"It's a compliment," Justin assured him. "It's beautiful." He winked and left him one last kiss. "I have to go, but I'll be back tonight." He grabbed a duffel bag and stopped at the door, "You gonna be here or back at the apartment?" and he loved the way the words, the apartment, rolled off his tongue because it was really saying our apartment ever since Louis had moved and Justin had easily taken his place.
"Apartment probably. I'm planning on closing shop after lunch for the day. It seems as though my boyfriend invited me to watch a rehearsal and I don't have the heart to say no."
Justin grinned. "I'll see you at the rehearsal then."
"You know you won't; I don't stay downstairs."
Rolling his eyes, Justin smiled again, something he had been doing more often lately. "I'll see you at the apartment then. Bye, babe."
"Love you, J." Justin thought that those three words lifted him higher than dance ever could.
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