Broken Hearts – JC/Eminem (Past)

A Songfic

JC was throwing shirts and pants in his suitcase when Justin walked into the room, cursing himself every time he missed.  “C..,” Justin started.

JC stopped midmotion and his shoulders slumped.  “Justin don’t, please.  Just don’t.”

There’s no one quite as blind

As a victim of the game

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