Justin hated spiders. It didn't
matter what kind, how big, how hairy, or what color, Justin hated
them all.
Wade would always know when Justin had found a
spider because Justin would make what Wade had come to call the
"spider scream". Whenever Wade heard it, he would smile to himself
and go find Justin, and the spider. Justin would always be as far
away as possible, pointing at it. "There, it's right
there."
Wade would pull a kleenex from his pocket, he always
had one ready, because Justin found spiders often. He always claimed
that it was because they knew he hated them, so they were all out to
get him. Wade always nodded, hiding his smile as he would scoop the
spider up into the tissue and smush it. He would throw it into the
garbage can, but Justin always wanted to make sure the spider was
really, truly dead. So Wade, followed by Justin, would flush the
tissue down the toilet.
Justin would smile and kiss Wade.
"That one was really, really big. Did you see how big it
was?"
"Enormous," Wade would reply with a nod.
He would never admit it, but Wade loved killing
spiders for Justin.
Justin wrote songs about Wade.
He'd sit in his studio for hours and come up with melodies. Melodies
were easy, it was always the lyrics he had trouble with. When he and
Wade wrote songs together, Wade would come up with lyrics and Justin
would put music to them. That was always how it came to them. It
wasn't like Justin had a hard time putting his feelings for Wade
into words, either. He just struggled matching those words with his
melodies.
Justin wrote Wade love letters. Wade kept them in
a box under his side of the bed, and when Justin had an idea for a
song, he'd get Wade's box out and read over his letters. "You have
the most beautiful way with words," Wade would tell him. Justin
never understood how Wade could say that when he was such a bad
lyricist.
Justin always played his songs on the guitar. Wade
was always surprised when Justin had a new song for him, because
Justin didn't have a set pattern. Sometimes he would wake Wade up
and play for him, singing the lyrics he'd tried so hard to string
together, and then they'd make love as the sun rose. Sometimes
Justin would surprise him in the middle of the day, at any given
moment. Other times, Justin had it planned, after a romantic dinner.
Every time, Wade would fall in love with Justin just a little more.
He didn't think it was possible, but whenever Justin sang him a
song, something Wade knew he'd worked so hard on, something that
touched him so much, he felt that tugging at his heart and couldn't
believe how lucky he was.
He would never admit
it, but Justin loved writing songs for Wade.
Wade sent Justin text messages
on his cellphone whenever they weren't together. If he was teaching
a class and he was on a break and Justin was in some other state,
doing something for *NSYNC, Wade would send him something. It was
usually just a 'hello, I miss you, I love you' kind of message, but
Justin would always reply, and it would turn into something silly
that left them both laughing and feeling better about being
apart.
Sometimes Justin would write about sitting in a press
conference, trying to be inconspicuous while he messaged Wade.
Justin would make fun of the reporters who asked pointless questions
like boxers or briefs? Wade would reply by telling Justin about
someone in his class that wasn't there for the dance at all, she was
just taking pictures and getting way too emotional for someone at a
dance class.
Other times, Justin was on the tour bus, or in
an airplane. And he would tell Wade about what he saw as he looked
out the window. He always described landscape in beautiful detail,
and always compared it to Wade somehow. Wade always replied with an
awe struck comment about Justin's way with words.
Chris
always asked Justin why they didn't just call each other. "Like
normal couples," he would say.
Justin would smile and say,
"Sometimes it's more fun this way."
Neither of them would admit it, but they looked
forward to those messages.
Sometimes Justin would just
laugh. It didn't matter where they were or what they were doing,
sometimes Justin just started laughing. It started out as a small
giggle, but every time Wade would ask Justin what he was laughing
at, Justin would try and explain and the giggle would grow into a
full blown laugh.
Justin had a very infectious laugh.
Whenever Justin broke out into his fits of giggles and laughter,
Wade soon joined him. Wade never knew what was so funny, but he
couldn't help but laugh when he watched Justin laugh at himself.
They would laugh for what seemed like hours. Every time they thought
they were done, they’d just look at each other and start up
again.
Afterwards, when they’d finally got it out of their
systems, Wade would ask Justin what had been so funny. And it was
always something so silly and adorable. Something so... Justin. And
Wade would just shake his head with a smile and kiss Justin, calling
Justin his adorable, beautiful boy.
He would never
admit it, but sometimes Justin started laughing on purpose.
The world stopped turning when
they made love. Time froze and it was just the two of them, wrapped
up in each other. They whispered words of love and devotion as the
sheets rustled between them. They never felt as close, as connected
to each other as they did when they were making love.
There
were a lot of times where they didn’t even need words to talk. They
could sit with their arms around each other and hold an entire
conversation in silence. A smile said a thousand words. The times
where they gazed into each other’s eyes, connecting on that next
level, were some of the most intense moments they
shared.
They loved to hold hands. Justin always said that
their hands fit perfectly together, like they were made for each
other. Wade loved to believe that that was true.
They loved
each other. More than anything.
And they never had a problem admitting
that.