(Not A) Booty Call

[randomling]

The following drabble was inspired by adelate's wonderful story Panic! At Four A.M., which was written for The Awesome April Challenge.

Summary: Chris gets a call.
Warnings: Boybands, RPF, sex.
Also: Unbeta'd.

(Not A) Booty Call

"Call JC! He fucked Nick Carter! Bye!"

Chris was pretty sure, listening to the dial tone buzz in his ear, that it had been Lance's voice. Checking the caller ID on his phone confirmed it, which didn't do much to dispel the what the fuck? the call had inspired.

He also didn't much appreciate being woken up to talk about someone else's damn booty call, no matter how briefly. Seven a.m. might be a reasonable time for Californians, but... wait a minute. It was four a.m. in LA.

Clearly there was a crisis.

Sighing, Chris started to dial JC's number.

Comments

[rikes]

That Lance! He's so efficient. :)

[wanderingwombat.livejournal.com]

He really is! No time-wasting for Mr Bass.