Monster; Whatever and ever, amen
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rec50Claim: *N Sync: Chris/Joey
Title: Monster
Author: Rachel
Characters: Chris, Joey, Justin, JC, Lance
Prompt: 11. Character Study
Rating: PG
Length: Long.
Brief summary: Chris has just broke up with his long time girlfriend Dani, and Joey is the one called in to make things better when the rest of the group can’t deal with Chris’s mood. Not really a romantic fic, since it focus completely in the friendship ties between the group, but Joey’s reactions and thoughts about Chris are close enough to platonic to be considered. Sad, a bit angsty, and definitively not to be read if depressed.
Chris never fit the big brother role that his age suggested. He fell perfectly into the crazy, wild, joking kid role. That was fine because between Lance and JC we had quite enough of that already. Chris took care of us other ways anyway. By putting blue dye in Lance’s shampoo, a frog in JC’s pants, conveniently ‘losing’ all of Justin’s underwear when it was his week on laundry duty, and tying me to a bed while I was asleep, putting shaving cream, toothpaste, and lipstick all over me and taking pictures. That’s how Chris took care of us. By making us laugh and forcing us to remember that this is all for fun.
Then one day, Chris stopped laughing. He stopped making jokes in interviews and in private as well. His only joke left was that he was a bitter, old man.
He started saying things like: “Put a sweater on before you go outside. It’s a little chilly.” Or: “No it’s not a good idea to cut Justin’s hair when he’s asleep.”
Those were very un-Chris-like things to say and they scared us. At first, we thought it was the start of some elaborate practical joke he was going to play on us but as the days passed, we came to realize that Chris wasn’t laughing anymore and he wasn’t planning anything.
That’s when Lance pulled me aside and said I had to do something. Chris was becoming...scary and weird. But not a good weird. Not the normal Chris weirdness.
Link to the story: Monster
Claim: *N Sync: Chris/Joey
Title: Whatever and Ever, Amen
Author: Rachel
Characters: Chris, Joey.
Prompt: 26. Death
Rating: PG
Length: Short
Brief summary: Chris is dying, slowly. It’s really hard to summarize this fic without spoiling anything, but I’ll say this in case I’ve forgotten to mention it: Rachel can write angst, and it is like a punch to the stomach when she does. The last line of this particular fic? Makes me cry every single time.
I don't even know whether he cares that I'm here or not. He sleeps most of the time now, his body demanding all his energy to just LIVE so he sleeps instead of doing anything else. It's easier for him; it's easier for all of us really. We don't have to deal with the animosity he radiates constantly towards us.
Just because we AREN'T sick.
And he is.
Link to the story: Whatever and ever, amen
Title: Monster
Author: Rachel
Characters: Chris, Joey, Justin, JC, Lance
Prompt: 11. Character Study
Rating: PG
Length: Long.
Brief summary: Chris has just broke up with his long time girlfriend Dani, and Joey is the one called in to make things better when the rest of the group can’t deal with Chris’s mood. Not really a romantic fic, since it focus completely in the friendship ties between the group, but Joey’s reactions and thoughts about Chris are close enough to platonic to be considered. Sad, a bit angsty, and definitively not to be read if depressed.
Chris never fit the big brother role that his age suggested. He fell perfectly into the crazy, wild, joking kid role. That was fine because between Lance and JC we had quite enough of that already. Chris took care of us other ways anyway. By putting blue dye in Lance’s shampoo, a frog in JC’s pants, conveniently ‘losing’ all of Justin’s underwear when it was his week on laundry duty, and tying me to a bed while I was asleep, putting shaving cream, toothpaste, and lipstick all over me and taking pictures. That’s how Chris took care of us. By making us laugh and forcing us to remember that this is all for fun.
Then one day, Chris stopped laughing. He stopped making jokes in interviews and in private as well. His only joke left was that he was a bitter, old man.
He started saying things like: “Put a sweater on before you go outside. It’s a little chilly.” Or: “No it’s not a good idea to cut Justin’s hair when he’s asleep.”
Those were very un-Chris-like things to say and they scared us. At first, we thought it was the start of some elaborate practical joke he was going to play on us but as the days passed, we came to realize that Chris wasn’t laughing anymore and he wasn’t planning anything.
That’s when Lance pulled me aside and said I had to do something. Chris was becoming...scary and weird. But not a good weird. Not the normal Chris weirdness.
Link to the story: Monster
Claim: *N Sync: Chris/Joey
Title: Whatever and Ever, Amen
Author: Rachel
Characters: Chris, Joey.
Prompt: 26. Death
Rating: PG
Length: Short
Brief summary: Chris is dying, slowly. It’s really hard to summarize this fic without spoiling anything, but I’ll say this in case I’ve forgotten to mention it: Rachel can write angst, and it is like a punch to the stomach when she does. The last line of this particular fic? Makes me cry every single time.
I don't even know whether he cares that I'm here or not. He sleeps most of the time now, his body demanding all his energy to just LIVE so he sleeps instead of doing anything else. It's easier for him; it's easier for all of us really. We don't have to deal with the animosity he radiates constantly towards us.
Just because we AREN'T sick.
And he is.
Link to the story: Whatever and ever, amen
