For taylor_serenil: "Lance/Justin/Chris, on or shortly after Justin's 21st birthday...preferably with the Lambs together already."

"Don't be nervous," Lance said, and ran a hand over Justin's head. "Just go do it. You've been waiting long enough."

Justin was pale from the hangover, but he'd been drinking water all morning, and Lance could tell that he was feeling human again. Human, and nervous. "I mean. What if he -- He might have forgotten."

"He didn't forget," Lance said.

"He might have been trying to blow me off when I was sixteen and irritating. I mean, twenty-one was a long way off back then."

"Well, yes, you were fairly irritating when you were sixteen, but I don't think that's what he was doing."

"He might think that it'll mess up things with the two of us."

"Baby," Lance said. "It's all right. I've always known that when it comes to Chris, I'm just going to have to share you."

Justin reached over and caught Lance's hand. "It's not like that, you know. I mean. I love you. I do. And I'm lucky to have you and I wouldn't trade you for the world, and if you aren't okay with this, all you have to do is say. You know that, right?"

"I know," Lance said, and kissed Justin on the forehead. "Now go. You've got a stupid best friend with crazy underage issues to seduce."

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