Because (Part 7)
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Meetings kind of sucked, Joe decided hours later and stretched as the two Paul's deciding their fate discussed what was happening. He knew Nick was paying attention as they sat in the small cell with their manager (Paul Jonas), and their lawyer (Paul Popper). So why did Joe need to pay attention? He decided he didn't, and stared at Nick instead. The younger boy ignored the attention, which only made Joe more determined to keep staring.
He smiled when Nick smiled, mimicking the teenager's movements, hands going behind his head and fingers lacing together. When Nick frowned, Joe licked his lips, resisting the urge to kiss his brother. "Joseph," someone said, but the older Jonas still didn't look away. "What do you think?"
"Yeah, sure..." he mumbled, sitting up and putting his elbow on the table, leaning on it as his cheek fit against his palm. Ah, this was easier now, and Nick looked over at him with a confused expression.
"Joe...this wasn't a yes or no question," their lawyer said and he blushed as Nick chuckled.
"I, um...oh," he finally looked over at the other two people in the room. "Sorry...what, um...what was the question?"
"Should we drag this into a trial or try to bargain?" Their father looked furious, but was keeping his anger in check. He wanted them out of jail as much as Joe and Nick wanted to be out.
Joe thought about it and said "I guess settling would be good..."
There was a soft knock at the door and Mr. Popper answered, taking a note from the young lady who might have been a secretary and thanked her. She left quickly and he read it, eyebrows lifting as if amused. "Well, the bail's been set. It's not very high..."
"Good," Mr. Jonas said, standing up. "Now we can move this discussion back to the house." Joe frowned but stood up, taking Nick's hand.
Paul the father/manager looked at the point of contact uncomfortably, but Paul the lawyer ignored it completely. Joe and Nick were escorted back to their cell to wait while their father paid their bail. when they were officially released they had to sign a few pieces of paper after their lawyer read them over and then they were finally free to go.
"Ugh, I need a shower," Joe complained, never having gotten the chance after basketball. Nick smiled and kept their hands linked as they walked through the crowd waiting outside the police department, smiling as their fans and the paparazzi took pictures. They stopped to sign a few autographs before getting into the car their mom and Big Rob had waiting for them.
It was a relief to get into the backseat of the black SUV, tinted windows shielding them from any more pictures as Joe wrapped an arm around Nick's shoulders and pulled him close. Nick snuggled into the embrace automatically, both of them pretty worn out from everything that had happened and the teenager's eyes closed slowly, breathing evening out as he fell asleep. Joe joined him a few moments later and welcomed the dark, sleeping peacefully with Nick nuzzled against him.
He was jolted awake as they got back to his place and gently made Nick wake up enough that Joe could lift him up and carry his brother inside. Garbo opened the door for them, seeing them coming, and still there were people on their lawn waiting to take pictures. This wasn't going to go away for a while. They didn't stop this time, though, and Joe brought Nick straight into the bedroom, laying the younger boy on the bed. Once Nick was settled and sleeping soundly, Joe stripped and headed for the bathroom, letting himself think about what he'd learned that day.
He turned the water on to hot and waited for steam to curl over the top of the glass doors, and then he turned on the fan and watched the glass fog up before finally stepping under the spray of the water with a soft groan. It had been Sarah who had filmed them, having slept over the night before. She'd snuck out of Ryan's room when he was sleeping and snuck into Joe and Nick's room. She'd wanted some petty revenge because it had been Joe's vote that had lost her a chance at American Idol in Dallas. Sarah had only gotten close to Ryan so she could get revenge on Joe in some way, but she'd fallen for Ryan somewhere along the way. Joe wondered if they were still together now...she'd been arrested and he must have found out, right?
The soap felt good on his skin and he washed longer than absolutely necessary, but he felt really gross and grabbed the shampoo/conditioner mix while the suds rinsed away. He massaged that in and when it, too, was down the drain and out of his hair he shut off the water. Would Ryan be upset if he and Nick sued the guy's girlfriend? Or...ex-girlfriend? He really should talk to his friend about this, he decided and grabbed a towel from the rack, rubbing it over his hair before drying off and dropping it on the floor.
He walked back into his room and gently removed his brother's clothes, careful not to wake Nick, and when his brother was only in his boxers Joe finally got in next to him. Nick shifted and one eye blinked open sleepily, looking over at Joe before the song-writer moved, turning over and flinging an arm around Joe's middle and a leg around one of the older Jonas' own. Joe just smiled and shifted even closer, snuggling happily as Nick drifted off once again. His last comforting thought was that no matter how much shit hit the fan, they would always have each other.
~*~*~
Nick wasn't there when Joe woke up, and he also realized he was freezing. Not only was his brother not there, but the blankets were all on the side of the bed Nick had been using. He could hear the shower running and pouted, wishing Nick had either woken him up or at least had the decency to fix the blanket. Joe got up slowly, back cracking a little as he stretched and got to his feet, plodding over to the bathroom and just going in. Nick didn't even notice as Joe, still naked from the night before, let the door close silently once more and watched the blurry image of his lover through the glass.
"Mmmm," Nick moaned and the sound sent a shockwave straight to Joe's groin, cock thickening quickly as Nick let out more noises, back to Joe and leaning heavily against the wall with one hand, other moving and...Nick was jerking off?
"I'm putting a ban on that," he said and Nick jumped, turning to face Joe and opening the glass door, blushing. "Ohhh..." Joe breathed, cock twitching and letting loose a heavy blurt of pre-come. The sight of Nick standing in the shower, curls plastered to his head, body dripping with water and cock hard against that pale stomach made things low in Joe's body react and seem to take over. If someone had told him at any time before Nick had come over the night before that any of this would happen, Joe probably would have laughed in their face and said they had an interesting imagination. But he couldn't deny that his body was reacting, and reacting a lot.
Nick smirked and Joe shook his head, coming back to himself with a jolt. He moved to join Nick in the shower who only took a few steps to the side to make room, letting Joe in, hand coming up to touch the older man's arm. Joe let out a moan that was embarrassingly loud considering how little contact it actually was, but Nick's smirk only grew, and the teen pushed the man up against the wall, bodies pressed together all slick and wet and hot and unnnf.
It wasn't long before they were both writhing, panting messes letting the water clean them off as they leaned heavily against each other and kissed lazily, lips and tongues moving sloppily, wetly, the sounds of their making out muffled by the rushing water.
Meetings kind of sucked, Joe decided hours later and stretched as the two Paul's deciding their fate discussed what was happening. He knew Nick was paying attention as they sat in the small cell with their manager (Paul Jonas), and their lawyer (Paul Popper). So why did Joe need to pay attention? He decided he didn't, and stared at Nick instead. The younger boy ignored the attention, which only made Joe more determined to keep staring.
He smiled when Nick smiled, mimicking the teenager's movements, hands going behind his head and fingers lacing together. When Nick frowned, Joe licked his lips, resisting the urge to kiss his brother. "Joseph," someone said, but the older Jonas still didn't look away. "What do you think?"
"Yeah, sure..." he mumbled, sitting up and putting his elbow on the table, leaning on it as his cheek fit against his palm. Ah, this was easier now, and Nick looked over at him with a confused expression.
"Joe...this wasn't a yes or no question," their lawyer said and he blushed as Nick chuckled.
"I, um...oh," he finally looked over at the other two people in the room. "Sorry...what, um...what was the question?"
"Should we drag this into a trial or try to bargain?" Their father looked furious, but was keeping his anger in check. He wanted them out of jail as much as Joe and Nick wanted to be out.
Joe thought about it and said "I guess settling would be good..."
There was a soft knock at the door and Mr. Popper answered, taking a note from the young lady who might have been a secretary and thanked her. She left quickly and he read it, eyebrows lifting as if amused. "Well, the bail's been set. It's not very high..."
"Good," Mr. Jonas said, standing up. "Now we can move this discussion back to the house." Joe frowned but stood up, taking Nick's hand.
Paul the father/manager looked at the point of contact uncomfortably, but Paul the lawyer ignored it completely. Joe and Nick were escorted back to their cell to wait while their father paid their bail. when they were officially released they had to sign a few pieces of paper after their lawyer read them over and then they were finally free to go.
"Ugh, I need a shower," Joe complained, never having gotten the chance after basketball. Nick smiled and kept their hands linked as they walked through the crowd waiting outside the police department, smiling as their fans and the paparazzi took pictures. They stopped to sign a few autographs before getting into the car their mom and Big Rob had waiting for them.
It was a relief to get into the backseat of the black SUV, tinted windows shielding them from any more pictures as Joe wrapped an arm around Nick's shoulders and pulled him close. Nick snuggled into the embrace automatically, both of them pretty worn out from everything that had happened and the teenager's eyes closed slowly, breathing evening out as he fell asleep. Joe joined him a few moments later and welcomed the dark, sleeping peacefully with Nick nuzzled against him.
He was jolted awake as they got back to his place and gently made Nick wake up enough that Joe could lift him up and carry his brother inside. Garbo opened the door for them, seeing them coming, and still there were people on their lawn waiting to take pictures. This wasn't going to go away for a while. They didn't stop this time, though, and Joe brought Nick straight into the bedroom, laying the younger boy on the bed. Once Nick was settled and sleeping soundly, Joe stripped and headed for the bathroom, letting himself think about what he'd learned that day.
He turned the water on to hot and waited for steam to curl over the top of the glass doors, and then he turned on the fan and watched the glass fog up before finally stepping under the spray of the water with a soft groan. It had been Sarah who had filmed them, having slept over the night before. She'd snuck out of Ryan's room when he was sleeping and snuck into Joe and Nick's room. She'd wanted some petty revenge because it had been Joe's vote that had lost her a chance at American Idol in Dallas. Sarah had only gotten close to Ryan so she could get revenge on Joe in some way, but she'd fallen for Ryan somewhere along the way. Joe wondered if they were still together now...she'd been arrested and he must have found out, right?
The soap felt good on his skin and he washed longer than absolutely necessary, but he felt really gross and grabbed the shampoo/conditioner mix while the suds rinsed away. He massaged that in and when it, too, was down the drain and out of his hair he shut off the water. Would Ryan be upset if he and Nick sued the guy's girlfriend? Or...ex-girlfriend? He really should talk to his friend about this, he decided and grabbed a towel from the rack, rubbing it over his hair before drying off and dropping it on the floor.
He walked back into his room and gently removed his brother's clothes, careful not to wake Nick, and when his brother was only in his boxers Joe finally got in next to him. Nick shifted and one eye blinked open sleepily, looking over at Joe before the song-writer moved, turning over and flinging an arm around Joe's middle and a leg around one of the older Jonas' own. Joe just smiled and shifted even closer, snuggling happily as Nick drifted off once again. His last comforting thought was that no matter how much shit hit the fan, they would always have each other.
~*~*~
Nick wasn't there when Joe woke up, and he also realized he was freezing. Not only was his brother not there, but the blankets were all on the side of the bed Nick had been using. He could hear the shower running and pouted, wishing Nick had either woken him up or at least had the decency to fix the blanket. Joe got up slowly, back cracking a little as he stretched and got to his feet, plodding over to the bathroom and just going in. Nick didn't even notice as Joe, still naked from the night before, let the door close silently once more and watched the blurry image of his lover through the glass.
"Mmmm," Nick moaned and the sound sent a shockwave straight to Joe's groin, cock thickening quickly as Nick let out more noises, back to Joe and leaning heavily against the wall with one hand, other moving and...Nick was jerking off?
"I'm putting a ban on that," he said and Nick jumped, turning to face Joe and opening the glass door, blushing. "Ohhh..." Joe breathed, cock twitching and letting loose a heavy blurt of pre-come. The sight of Nick standing in the shower, curls plastered to his head, body dripping with water and cock hard against that pale stomach made things low in Joe's body react and seem to take over. If someone had told him at any time before Nick had come over the night before that any of this would happen, Joe probably would have laughed in their face and said they had an interesting imagination. But he couldn't deny that his body was reacting, and reacting a lot.
Nick smirked and Joe shook his head, coming back to himself with a jolt. He moved to join Nick in the shower who only took a few steps to the side to make room, letting Joe in, hand coming up to touch the older man's arm. Joe let out a moan that was embarrassingly loud considering how little contact it actually was, but Nick's smirk only grew, and the teen pushed the man up against the wall, bodies pressed together all slick and wet and hot and unnnf.
It wasn't long before they were both writhing, panting messes letting the water clean them off as they leaned heavily against each other and kissed lazily, lips and tongues moving sloppily, wetly, the sounds of their making out muffled by the rushing water.