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Love Hurts In Your Absence; James/Lars; Romance-Smut.
Topic Started: April 11, 2011, 9:02 am (978 Views)
Brii
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This is my first James/Lars fic and I probably wouldn't have even continued writring this if it wasn't for the help of Trinny, (Thank you!). :heart: I hope you enjoy it as much as I loved writing it, let me know! :biggrin And more should be posted in a few days.



Lars did what he wanted when he wanted. He didn't need permission. He wasn't about to get permission. And that was that. He didn't need someone telling him what to do and he sure as hell wasn't going to listen. James knew this yet James decided to ignore this and it soon resulted in Lars walking out. Back turned. Feet moved and not another word was spoken.

Typical. Fucking typical Lars. He should have expected it. But something deep down urged to know what was bothering Lars. And damn it he was going to find out. Curled fingers ran through his messy hair, damp and wet from the shower he'd taken not long before.

Deep Purple filled James' ears as he neared Lars' room. He knew knocking would prove pointless and that the first thing he would have done was locked the door behind him. His hand wrapped around the small handle and too his surprise he could twist it open. The door creaked under pressure and James stepped inside. Lars had thrown his lamp across the room and James watched as the porcelain lamp broke and shattered across the wall. Musky white powder stained the wall in its wake and Lars let out a hurtful cry.

Hands yanked his hair. It looked rough and James winched. James could see tears falling down Lars' flushed cheeks as he screamed over the music. Hands reached for whatever was near and a speaker was picked up and tossed. It didn't break but it was left with a cracked surface.

Lars sunk to his knees. Hands clawed at the floor beneath him. He continued to yell. James could see it. And Lars showed no signs of stopping. James watched as Lars' chest heaved heavy. The rise and fall of his chest was fast and short. Each a silent scream. What for? James had no idea.

Soon Lars' body gave out on him much to his disgust. Lars lay limp on the floor. Curled up and knees high to his chest. James stepped over the crumbled mess and chaos Lars had caused and found his body. James pulled the smaller man into his arms and Lars fell into his embrace. Tired and scared. Lars' face buried deep in the nape of James' neck.

Lars was fed up. He had had enough and he simply didn't want to do it anymore. He was sick of crying. Sick of taunting dreams. Sick of it all.
His body shook within James' arms as James rubbed his thumb along Lars' shaking limb, Lars' hair spilling over his chest as his tears warmed his skin underneath. James stayed silent, this was Lars' time and Lars would tell James what was wrong when Lars was ready.

Trembling fingers gripped James' shirt, tears soaked his collar but James cared none the less instead he held him closer. Mumbled sobs broke the silence around them, Lars' cries for help filling the air. The midnight breeze shook the window like Lars' body once had but slowly Lars settled, his hands no longer shook and his breathing had formed a normal pattern.

James' fingers now took company within Lars' locks, curled around his fingers as he brushed them through his friends hair. Lars placed a hand on James' thigh to steady himself as he pulled away from James' embrace, fingers clawed softly into his jeans as Lars pulled himself into an upright position beside James. James turned to his friend, Lars' face was red, puffy eyes and tear tracks imprinted his cheeks. Lips still trembled slightly and James reached forward, the pad of his thumb running along Lars' shaking bottom lip before coming up and wiping away the fresh tears that continued to roll down his face.

James had never seen Lars so distraught before and with each tear that fell from Lars' glossy eyes or each uneven breath he took, it stabbed James' chest harder and harder. James held back the uncontrollable stinging that pounded the back of his eyes, he hated to see Lars cry but this wasn't about him right now. He swallowed hard the pain slicing his throat on the way down, Lars' eyes downcast to the floor beneath them and hands started to shake again.

One hand wrapped and entwined with Lars' , the other soothed his cheek as James brought it down and placed an index finger softly under Lars' chin and brought his face to meet his. Fresh tears washed over his cheeks, red brimming Lars' eyes his emerald green, wet and shining beneath the light. A lip slipped between his teeth, he continued to bit down and James could see his lip turning colour. James shook his head and Lars released the lip between his teeth, mouth slightly parted as he continued to gaze up at James. Lars' eyes held so much pain and he had no idea why, he'd give anything to know, anything to help. But it was up to Lars to give James that opportunity and until then James could only provide comfort and hopefully safety. James trusted Lars and he knew Lars trusted him, it was never a fact that was meant to be questioned and it never had. James knew Lars would tell him when Lars was ready, James knew most things about Lars. Like how Lars liked art or scuba diving, or how he liked to eat French food and frozen yoghurt. It was the simple things that he knew but no one else really did.

A nervous hand reached up and cupped James' cheek, fingers trembled as he brushed them along James' face and down his jaw before slipping behind to take home around James' neck. It was a sweet gesture, one that no doubt took James by surprise. Lars shifted, sat upon his knees as he gave James' hand that was still entwined with his a light squeeze. Lips began to tremble again, probably more than before James had noticed and as James took sight of Lars' frame and face, his eyes told him something his words never could. He could feel Lars' hands shaking in his and around his neck, soft green eyes spoke loud and clear and James moved closer. He tugged their entwined hands, pulling Lars closer. James' free hand cupping Lars' cheek, lips hovered barely over each others. James could feel Lars' breath across his skin, he was so close.

James wasn't sure exactly what he was doing, if he could step out his own body and look down upon themselves, hands entwined, bodies close and lips barely touching. Would it be a different out-take on what he thought now? Seeing it from another point of view. He could of probably guessed how ridiculous it looked but something inside felt right, Lars was his best friend, Lars trusted him, Lars never judged and Lars understood him like no one else ever could.

James watched Lars take his lip between his teeth again and forced back the small laugh he wanted to break out as James shook his head again, Lars let it slip once again before James caught it between his own. It was soft, lips barely pressed against each other but James could feel it. Lars' lips pressed to his and he realised nothing had every felt so perfect before.
Edited by Brii, April 11, 2011, 9:37 am.
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Jik Hyun
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awww hate seein the little one so upset. and who wouldna feel safe in james's arms?
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larscriancinha
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This is cute, I love the chemistry between them. :heart:
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Aria
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Hey Brii!

I really, really liked this, and the way you wrote this scene. The point of view can be a little confusing at times, but I really enjoyed the content and flow of the scene. The only thing I might do is use more pronouns. While I was reading, sometimes I had to read a line more than once to make sure I understood who was doing what.

Can't wait for the next part!! Please put it up soon! :biggrin
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