Disclaimer: I so do not know Nsync. I kinda wish I did.
AN: If you're looked for a quik fuck story, this ain't it. Sorry.
On with the the story...
Justin was standing outside, in the rain. Not understanding where everything went wrong. One minute he was wrapped in JC and Lance's arms and the next, well, not. He supposes it started when he began to fall in love with Lance. Oh sure, he was in love with JC, but now he was falling for Lance. He didn't think that went over to well with JC. Justin laughed. Of course it didn't. JC wanted Justin all to himself. But that wasn't the end. JC was in love with Lance too. So all three of them hooked up together. It was working out well until they started sleeping together. Then one would get jealous cause the other was getting more attention then they did. So they split. And promised only to see each other platonically. But that night, when Justin came home to the house he shared with JC, he found Lance and JC in bed together and he could tell they just got done having sex. Justin felt betrayed. He shook his head at them and ran out of the house. Only to find himself where he was now. Standing outside a coffee shop, in the rain. How pathetic Justin.
"Would you like to sit down?" A voice sounded from behind him. Justin slowly turned to the owner of the voice and was surprised at how beautiful the man was. He had semi-long dark blonde hair and hazel eyes. His nose was small but not too small. His bottom lip was full and his top lip was semi-thin. Justin nodded.
"Sure." The other man held out their hand.
"My name is Mack." Justin shook his hand.
"Justin." Mack released his hand.
"Nice to meet you." Mack nodded to the coffee shop behind him. "Would you like a coffee, tea or a bite to eat?"
Justin looked away from Mack's eyes and to the coffee shop. Before he met Mack, he didn't give the coffee shop no mind. It was called The Living room and it looked closed. "But it's closed."
Mack laughed and Justin wanted to hear more. Mack shook his head. "Not to the owner, it isn't." Mack got up and motioned for Justin to join him. "C'mon, it's on the house."
Justin got up and followed Mack into the coffee house. Inside it looked like a living room. Couches and coffee tables spread through the room. Everything looked like it had come from a thrift store. Nothing matched. Justin found that he liked it. It was very home-y. He was interrupted by Mack.
"Like it?" Justin turned and looked at Mack.
"Huh?" Mack gestured around the room. "Oh, yeh. I do. It's very home- y."
"Thanks. Did the decor myself. What would you like?"
"Hmm...iced raspberry coffee." Mack nodded.
"Coming right up. Have a seat." Justin sat on an old fluffy couch and looked around. His eyes landed on a rainbow flag.
"Heya Mack?" Mack turned to look at Justin and Justin pointed to the flag. "What's that for?" Mack came other, sat on the other side of the couch and handed Justin his drink. Justin took a sip if his drink.
"Oh, that means this is a gay coffee house." Justin took in a sharp breath of air, choked his drink and started coughing. Mack pounded on Justin's back. After Justin got his breath. Mack asked, "Are you okay?"
Justin nodded. "Yeh, sorry. Didn't expect that."
"Why? Are you like, homophobic or something?"
Justin shook his head. "No, I-I'm gay, myself." Mack blushed slightly.
"I thought so. I kinda, had you pegged." Justin looked at Mack.
"You did? Shit." Mack laid his hand on Justin's shoulder.
"No man, it's cool. It like second nature to me. But you wouldn't know if you were some ordinary person." Mack said, reassuringly.
Justin sighed. "Good. I just, I don't want anyone that doesn't need to know, know. Ya know?" Mack looked at Justin and laughed. Justin felt hurt.
"What?" Mack shook his head and stopped laughed.
"Did you just hear yourself?"
"Huh?" Justin looked at Mack questionably
"Know, know, ya know?" Justin heard what he said and laughed too. Both calmed down.
"Damn, it's been a crazy week." Mack said.
"Yeh. I know what you mean." Justin looked up at the clock on the walk. "Fuck, is that the right time?" The clock read 3:47am. Mack looked at the clock.
"Yeh man. Why?" Justin spoke up.
"Cause I've gotta get up in 2 hours." Mack spoke up too.
"Ouch man, let me give you a ride home." Mack locked up the coffee house and made his way to the car with Justin in tow.
"Where do you live?" Mack asked and Justin gave him directions.
As they were driving down the street, all was quiet. Justin spoke up and pulled a card out of his pocket. "Here, call me and well get together tomorrow."
"Sure man." Mack took the card after he pulled up to the curb, "here..." Mack pulled out a business card from his pocket and wrote his home number on the back of it. "my number and the cafe's number." Justin pocketed the card.
"Cool. I'll give you a ring tomorrow after I get back." Justin held out his hand and shook Mack's. "It was nice meeting you and thanks for the drink." Mack smiled.
"No prob man." Justin got out of the car, waved by and disappeared inside. Mack shook his head and drove off.
I know this is short. But it's just the beginning. feedback welcome -- webmaster@julac.zzn.com
Thanks, Mack.