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Justin stared out of the window with his pencil in his hand. He was supposed to be doing his art history homework, but he just kept thinking about Brian. He wondered what was bugging the man. He knew that Brian had picked a stupid fight between them, but there had to be something behind it. Justin got up and went to his mother’s room where Jennifer was playing with Eric. Eric was giggling and looked up when he saw his father. “Dada!” Eric yelled happily. Justin went in and picked his son up. Jennifer move to take her purse and her suit jacket. “Honey, why don’t you call Brian?” Jennifer asked. Justin ignored her and chose to look at his son. Jennifer smiled sadly and leaned forward to kiss Eric and Justin. She pulled Justin’s chin up. “I bet he is missing you as much as you are missing him.” Jennifer said. Justin shook his head, not wanting to talk about it. “I’m going to go.” Jennifer said and wished she could do something to cheer Justin up. “I’m going to be working my two jobs today so I will be gone all day.” Justin nodded and watched her go. He frowned, wishing his life was better. Wishing his mother didn’t have to have two jobs to support them. He contributed with his job at the diner, but that was barely enough. He looked at his son and his heart broke. He wished he could give his son everything the kid needed or could want. He wished his life was so much better. He wished he didn’t have to miss Brian so much. “Are you hungry?” Justin asked Eric. Eric looked up and smiled at his father. “I’ll take that as yes.” Justin said and got up. He walked to the kitchen and put Eric in the high chair. He sat in front of Eric once he had grabbed two jars of baby food, one was the meal and the other was dessert. Then if Eric wasn’t full, he would give him a bottle of milk and his son would be happy. “No!” Eric screamed indignantly when Justin tried to feed him. “Aren’t you hungry?” Justin asked. “God, you are not sick.” Justin checked Eric to see if he was hot. “Wa.” Eric said looking at his food and opened his mouth. “You want some?” Justin asked and then once again tried to feed Eric, but the boy closed his mouth and slapped the spoon away. “What is with you?” Justin asked with amusement and concern. Eric started blowing a raspberry and smiled. He lifted his little hand in the air and then put it on his mouth. “Pan.” “Pan?” Justin asked confused. “Pan.” Erick said again more strongly. “Plane.” Justin said suddenly. Justin smiled and pretended like the spoon was flying in the air and was going to land in Eric’s mouth. Finally Eric opened his mouth and accepted the food. Justin’s eyes got watery remembering that it was Brian who fed Eric like that. Eric was swallowing his food when suddenly he looked at his surrounding as if he was looking for something. “Daddy?” Eric asked. Justin looked at his son and smiled. “What is it baby?” Justin asked cleaning Eric’s mouth. “Daddy?” Eric asked. Justin frowned and realized then that Eric wasn’t calling for him, but for Brian. *** Brian sat down on his chair and glared at Cynthia when he looked up. “What do you want?” Brian asked. “Michael is on line one.” Cynthia told him and walked away. Brian picked the phone. “What the hell do you want?” Brian asked. “What is with you?” Michael asked. “I don’t have time to play twenty questions, Michael.” Brian told him. “What happen? Did you and Justin have a fight?” Michael asked. Brian stayed silent. “Oh my god. What did you do?” Michael asked. “Why do you assume it’s me?” Brian asked. Michael rolled his eyes. “Tell me what happen.” Michael said. “He was kissing another guy.” Brian hissed. “Oh.” Michael said. “Really? I didn’t think Justin would do that.” “Well…the other guy kissed him.” Brian said. “Oh, Brian, who is pathetic now?” Michael asked. “Fuck you, Mikey.” Brian told him. “So what? You fuck other guys.” Michael said. “I…I haven’t for a while.” Brian confessed. “Oh my god. I think I’m having a heart attack.” Michael mocked. “Stop it.” Brian told him angrily. “Since when, Brian?” Michael asked. Brian took a deep breath and leaned back on his chair. He rubbed his forehead before he answered. “Since that thing with Erica.” Brian told him. “Wow.” Michael said. “I don’t go to the clubs or the bars as often as I did. I prefer spending time with Justin and Eric.” Brian said and then took a deep breath. “Shit.” They stayed silent for a moment. “What did Justin say about this whole thing with the other guy?” Michael asked. “That it didn’t mean anything. That he didn’t like the guy.” Brian said. “So why the fuck are you fighting with him?” Michael asked. Brian stayed silent. “Mmm, I heard you asked him to move some of his things into your loft.” Michael told him. “So why are you fighting with him?” “Shut the fuck up.” Brian said. “Look I have to go.” Brian hung up before Michael could say anything. He stayed unmoving for a while and then he opened one of his drawers and took out a frame. He stared at the two pictures inside. The picture that was framed was Gus’s picture from when he was two. Then in the corner of the frame there was a smaller one of Justin holding Eric. Brian took a deep breath as he passed a finger over Justin’s face. He frowned and put the picture back in the drawer. Brian wondered what was happening to him. He had picked a stupid fight with Justin. Part of him wanted Justin to just go and give up. The other part wanted to see if Justin would stay and put up with him. He had so many doubts about what was happening to him. Justin had reached places deep in him that no one else ever had. It scared him to death. When he was little, he had loved his family and that didn’t turn out well. Now he was in a relationship with practically a second child. He had a family of his own and it was scaring him shitless. “Brian, do you still want the Bradley account?” Cynthia asked coming into his office. “Don’t you know how to fucking knock?” Brian asked angrily. Cynthia raised a brow and knew something was wrong with Brian. She was used to coming into his office without knocking unless he had asked her to stay out or when Justin came to see Brian. “What’s wrong?” Cynthia asked. “Cynthia?” “What?” Cynthia asked. “Fuck off.” Brian told her. “Did you have a fight with Justin?” Cynthia asked. Brian glared at her. “What did you do?” Cynthia asked as she sat down. Brian frowned and was sure that if anyone asked him again, he was going to kill them. He took a deep breath and started to tell Cynthia what had happened. Oddly enough Cynthia agreed with Michael. Brian was starting to think that they like Justin better than him. He stayed there after Cynthia left thinking about what he was going to do. *** Michael opened the door to the loft and closed it. Brian came out of the room and smiled at his friend. “Hey, Mikey.” “Don’t ‘hey, Mikey’ me.” Michael told him. Brian arched a brow. “I talked to Justin. He is so…sad.” Michael said. “He misses you and you don’t even call him or take his calls.” Brian rolled his eyes. “We had an argument and I am still cooling down.” Brian said. Michael frowned. “He told me what happen. And you know what I think.” Michael said. “You are scared shitless and you are running away.” “Bullshit.” Michael let out a short laugh. “I know you asked him to bring some of his stuff to the loft.” Michael said. “And then you started freaking out and you got into a fight with him because you are a coward! Anything to push him away.” Brian glared at Michael. “Get the fuck out.” Brian told him. “You better fix this before you lose him.” Michael warned him. “I thought you didn’t like him.” Brian said. “I was wrong.” Michael said. “Justin is great. He loves you, you fucking moron.” “Thank you.” Brian said sarcastically. Michael took a deep breath. “I know it’s scary, Brian. But just give it a chance.” Michael said. Brian looked away. “I knew it!” Michael yelled. Brian took a deep breath. “I don’t know what I was thinking.” Brian said. “I want him here but…shit! Mikey…when I saw that guy kissing him…I just. It felt fucking horrible. I didn’t wanted Justin to be able to do that to me. I want to be in control.” Michael walked towards his friend. “Too late for that.” Michael said smiling. “You are in love.” Brian rolled his eyes. “I don’t want to.” Brian told him pouting. “I really don’t know how we put up with you.” Michael said smirking. Brian smiled like an innocent kid. “Eric misses you.” Michael said. “You have one hell of a surprise waiting for you.” Michael said. “What?” Brian asked raising a brow. “He learned to say cock, because I have been trying really hard to teach him that word.” Michael rolled his eyes and smiled. “Could you be serious?” Michael said. “I know Justin would kill you if you even dared.” Brian smiled. “So what is it?” Brian asked. “Do you not know the meaning of surprise?” Michael asked. Michael looked at his watch. “I’m going to Babylon tonight. At nine, see you there.” Michael told him. “I’m not in the mood.” Brian told him. “Justin is coming.” Michael said as he started to leave. Brian arched a brow. Michael stopped and turned around when he was at the door. “Brian, don’t fuck this up. I told him you wanted to talk to him. I know it was wrong, but I am sick and tired of seeing him moping around and you about to rip someone’s head off.” Michael said. “But I am mean.” Brian pointed out. “Please, you let your real self showed when you were with Justin.” Michael said smiling. “You are so fucked.” Brian took a deep breath and looked down at the floor. Michael smiled and opened the door, leaving Brian alone in the loft. Brian smiled after a while thinking of what he was going to wear and wondering if Justin was going to forgive him for being such an asshole. *** Justin took a sip of his beer and smiled at Michael. “Good morning.” Justin said to Michael. “Fuck…um, good morning, I think.” Michael told him. Justin nodded. “Hello.” “Hello.” Michael said smiling. “Goodbye.” Justin told him. “Goodbye. This is easy.” Michael said as he took his beer to take a sip. “You are getting better at this.” Justin told him. “No fucking idea.” Michael said smirking. Justin laughed with Michael. “Hello.” Emmett said and leaned forward to kiss Justin on the cheek. Justin turned red, but smiled. “He is so adorable.” Emmett said. “Stop flirting with him.” Ted said. Emmett smiled. “Leave him alone.” Michael said. “What are you guys doing here?” Ted asked. “We are just hanging.” Michael said. “Oh, look who’s here.” Emmett said nodding towards Brian. Justin had been watching Emmett when the man said that. He and Michael turned around and stared at Brian. Brian was wearing a black see through shirt with black leather pants and black boots. His hair looked like he just had gotten out of bed and he had his patented smirk in place. Michael looked at Justin’s expression and smiled. He shook his head and tapped Justin on the shoulder. Justin looked at Michael with as questioning face. “You are so fucked.” Michael said smiling. Justin rolled his eyes, but smirked. “But that’s okay. Apparently that’s something that comes and goes.” Michael said smiling at Justin. “I’ll leave you guys.” Michael started pulling Emmett and Ted away from the bar. Justin kept looking at Brian and waiting for the man to get to where he was. “Hey.” Brian said once he reached Justin. Justin smiled. “You look hot.” Brian told him. “So do you.” Justin told him. Brian smirked and then asked for a beer. They stayed quiet for a couple of minutes. “Justin…I…” Brian was trying to find the right words to say. “Can I say something?” Justin asked. Brian nodded. “You are an idiot. I talked with Michael and I know that…well, that you react a little different that most people. I know that the fight was an excuse. I know that you were freaking out about asking me to move my things and letting me top you. You forget that I’m onto you. I know it scares you to open yourself to me. I know you have no idea what you are doing, but don’t forget that I love you. And you love me and you can’t push me away and you can’t take it back.” Brian stood there frozen. “I don’t have to move my things if it scares you.” Justin said willing to give Brian more time to get used to the whole thing. “No. I want you to, really.” Brian told him. Justin arched a brow and nodded slowly. Brian moved closer to Justin and caressed the blond’s face. Justin looked at Brian and smiled. “I was such an asshole. For saying what I said. I was out of place.” Brian said. Justin stayed quiet and bit his lower lip not sure what to say to Brian. “Do you forgive me?” Brian asked. Justin smiled widely and nodded. “Do you want to dance?” Brian asked and looked at the dance floor. “They just started to play a slow song. You can follow my movements.” “Michael says you can’t dance for shit.” Justin told him. Brian smirked. “Mikey, has a big mouth and he doesn’t know what he is talking about.” Brian assured him. “He also said that I should come here and give you a second chance.” Justin said smirking. Brian smiled. “Well, he does have those few moments of clarity.” Brian told him and they stayed quiet for a couple of seconds. “I’m really sorry for everything Justin.” Brian signaled. Justin hugged Brian and then took the brunet’s hand pulling him to the dance floor. Justin was done talking and wanted to dance with his boyfriend. Brian and Justin moved against each other slowly and when the slow song ended they stayed moving slowly. Brian kept holding Justin and looking into the blond’s eyes. Both of them lost in their own world moving at their own pace. Michael, Emmett and Ted watched from the second floor with a big smile each.