Tubes of Neon Light, Refracted by bluerosebouquet
His entire body felt tense as the door was pushed open. He trained his eyes on the floor, monologuing before he could stop himself,
“Just so you know, my buddies paid for this dance for me and I’m sure you’re very nice and very pretty and good at what you do but I’m actually gay so you can just- Do what you need to do but I don’t want you to be offended because I’m not as into this as you’re probably…usually…used to…”
He trailed away as he looked up, and met the eyes of the very tall, very broad, very handsome man leaning against the doorframe.
They stared at each other, and Shane blinked, struck dumb.
Or, the night of JJ's bachelor party, Shane is forced into a lap dance he very much does not want. Until he does, and everything changes.
This is not even that sad. But I was still crying almost straight from the beginning. Maybe this hit some a really sore spot somewhere deep in me. Probably.
Or maybe I see a little bit too much of myself in Shane and cannot not be normal about anything. Something.
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