Brian smiled when he saw Justin sitting on the floor at the art gallery where he worked. He walked as silently as he could until he reached Justin. He sat down and smirked when Justin seemed oblivious to him. “Hey,” “Fuck, you scared the hell out of me.” Justin said. “What do you want, asshole?” “Brian,” Brian said and rolled his eyes. “But if you must insists on calling me something then your highness is okay.” Justin shook his head. “Do you want me to call you stupid 'cause I could do that.” Brian frowned. “Not really,” Brian said and got closer to Justin. “Here,” Justin took the bag and looked inside. “Food, this is a new tactic.” Brian smiled. “Brian, look I think that maybe we should stop…talking to each other.” Justin said. “No,” “Brian,” “Look,” Brian said before Justin could say anything else. “Forget about whatever Michael told you, okay? He doesn’t know me.” “He is your best friend.” Justin said. “He doesn’t know the new me.” Brian said. “Whatever,” Justin said and started to eat the sandwich that Brian had brought him. "Thanks, this is good. I kind of forgot to have lunch." "You are welcome, sunshine." Brian said. "Justin," Justin said smiling. "But if you must insists on calling me something then Justin is okay.” Brian smirked. "So when are we going to go out again, baby?" Brian said. Justin frowned and put his food down. “Come on Justin, I’ll do anything.” “Yeah right,” “Seriously,” Brian told him. “Brian, why won’t you just leave me alone?” Brian swallowed. “I want to be with you Justin.” “I’m just going to ignore you now.” Justin said. Brian wanted to fucking spank he brat. “Okay let’s be a couple then.” “What are you talking about now?” Justin asked and his mouth hung open. Justin closed his eyes and shook his head. Brian watched him in amusement. “Let me get this straight. Since I won’t go out on a date with you, we are going to be a couple. Yeah, because you see that makes so much more sense.” Justin said. Brian rolled his eyes. “No, because you think that what I’m just trying to do is fuck you and then dump you. Then we’ll just have to be boyfriends. We’ll hold hands, go to the park and have long walks. We’ll go out to the movies and have dinner with our friends. We’ll buy each other presents and call each other constantly to the point where we get sick of one another. I’ll try to kiss you even thought you are queasy about that. I’m telling you, baby, you don’t appreciate my good looks and talent that well.” “You are such a freak.” Justin said laughing. Brian smiled. “Can I call you?” Justin pouted. “I don’t think that’s such a good idea.” "You look hot when you pout." Brian said. "Brain," Justin whined. "Shut the fuck up, people can hear you." Brian looked around and smiled. He had an idea in mind. “Justin, you are killing me here.” Brian said and tried to kiss Justin. “Brian, please just stop it. People are watching. Go home, okay. We’ll talk later. I'll call you, promise. Just go.” Brian nodded. “I’m onto you Justin. I know you so like me.” Justin rolled his eyes. “You sound like a little kid.” Justin said. “Call me.” “Okay, fine just go.” Justin said looking at the people that were staring at him. Brian smirked and winked at him. Brian smiled happily that Justin was going to call him back. At least he could hear the blonde until he came with the perfect plan. Brian's next stop was Michael's. He had some serious talking to do with his best friend. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Brian groaned and came hard. He couldn’t believe he had gotten hard just by thinking about Justin. Brian laughed and shook his head. He took the rag he had put next to himself and got cleaned up. Brian reached for his cigarette’s but stop and picked his cell phone when it started ringing. He looked at the screen and smiled when he saw Justin's name. “Hey baby,” “Hey what are you doing?” Justin asked. “I’m in thinking about you.” Brian said. “Yeah right,” “I am.” Brain said. “Where are you at?” “I’m home with my parents. We are having dinner. I think I'll stay the night and tomorrow I'll go home.” “Sounds like fun,” “Yeah right,” Justin said. “So, how you been?” “Good,” Brian said taking a cigarette. “What are you doing tomorrow?” “I have to go to school and then I am babysitting for Lindsey and Melanie.” Justin said. Brian smiled and remembered when Justin used to take care of Gus. Brian closed his eyes and wondered if Gus was real. “Can I go see you?” “No.” Brian closed his eyes and took a long drag. “Brian, are you still there?” “Yeah,” “It’s just. You confuse me, Brian.” “Why?” “You make me feel…god damn it.” “What?” “I don’t know. You make me feel special.” “You are special, Justin.” Brian told him. “I wouldn’t be after you if you weren’t.” “I…what about what people say?” “They like to talk shit.” Brian said. “Right,” Brian rolled his eyes. “I’m going to go see you.” Brian said. “I need to go see you.” “Fine,” Brian smiled happily. He was progressing. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Brian knocked on the door and waited. It seemed like no one was home. He knocked again and after a while just went in. “What the fuck do you want?” Justin asked while he picked some of Michelle’s toys. “I want to fucking check your head, Justin. I have been calling you all day and you didn’t answer me.” Brian said. “Then I come here and you are hostile towards me. Are you having flash backs?” Brian asked arching a brow. Justin scowled at him. “Fuck off, Brian. Don’t talk to me.” “I’m seriously starting to think that there might be something wrong with you.” Brian said sitting down. “You said I could come and see you.” “I was fucking mistaken.” Justin said. “What happened now?” “I saw you.” Justin said. “What?” “I went to see you, last night. I don’t know why the fuck.” Justin said. “Emmett told me you were at Woodies so I went there. Then I saw you with that guy. You were kissing him and whispering in his ear.” “Fuck,” Brian said rubbing his face. Justin stopped what he was doing to look at Brian. “I want you to leave.” “Justin,” “Please, Brian, just go.” Justin said. “Fine but I’m not going to be out of your life.” Brian said. “I want you to give me a chance.” “To do what, break my heart?” Justin asked. “I gave you a chance.” Brian closed his eyes. He could kick himself. He opened his eyes and glared at Justin. “Fuck you,” “Excuse me?” Justin asked taking a step back. “We are not even together.” Brian said. “So I let a guy suck me. Big fucking deal, it doesn’t mean shit.” “It did to me.” Brian ran his fingers through his hair and started pacing. Justin just sat down and watched him. “Justin, if you were my boyfriend. I would see where this was wrong.” Brian said. “I can’t trust you, Brian. You are thirty years old. I…I can’t change you. You are not going to change for anyone. You are going to want something that I am not ready to give to you.” “Don’t change me, Justin. Just love me the way I am. You don't see me trying to change you, do you?” Brian said. "Plus you been playing me all this time." "I have not," "You have been pushing me away and letting me come close just to fucking push me away again." Brian said. Brian closed his eyes and smiled at the irony of it. He was being treated just like he had treated Justin. ("Wake up, asshole!!!") "What did you just said?" Brian asked. "I didn't say anything." Justin said frowning. "Yeah you did," "NO! I didn't." Justin said. "Don't change the subject." Brian rubbed his temples. He knew he had heard Justin. Justin was screaming inside his head. "Brian, are you okay?" "Yeah Justin, look I won't do it again." Brian said. "I'll try to keep any body parts away from the tricks." Justin just stared at him. "What? Say something for fucks sake." Brian yelled. “Fuck,” Justin said when Michelle started crying. Justin walked away and into the stairs but stopped and looked back. “Go home, I’ll call you.” Justin said before he went up. Brian stared at the stairs for a long time before he took out his pack of cigarettes and went out. Brian couldn't believe how stupid he had been. How could he do that to Justin? Brian always had known that Justin hated his tricking and he just went right ahead and tricked. Brian got on his jeep and headed to Woodies. He needed a drink. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Brian looked at Emmett and Emmett just stared back. They were running out of ideas and things to try to get Justin to forgive Brian. “Hello guys,” “Hey Daphne,” Emmett said. “Daphne?! What are you doing here?” “I’m here to help you guys out. Justin has told me countless stories on how you two have come up with the weirdest thing to make him go out with Brian, yet again. Seriously, I though I was going to die laughing. Brian, honey you need help, a little inside help.” “Why are you helping me?” Brian asked. Daphne smiled. “Because every time he tells me the things you do he just smiles a little bit longer and his eyes shine more than ever.” Daphne said. “He says he hates you but he talks as if you were a king or a fucking god. Plus he is a fucking mess just like you.” Brian frowned and looked himself over the mirror. Brian smirked realizing he looked horrible. “So, what’s the plan?” Emmett asked. “Brian, get yourself clean up.” Daphne said smiling. “Anyways, here are two invitations for tomorrow night.” “This is the Blue room? Daphne, this is a gay club.” Emmett said. “It’s just outside of Pittsburgh.” Brian nodded. “Well, we are renting the place. Kevin’s boyfriend, Rich, is throwing him a surprise party. The place is going to be filled with gay people left and right. You can come and dance with Justin or whatever without him been afraid that someone might see him.” Daphne said. “Oh Daphne,” Emmett said getting up to hug her. When Emmett finished and sat back Daphne leaned over to Brian. “Hurt him and I’ll fucking break your dick, Brian.” “Geez, what the fuck is with the two of you and my private parts?” Brian asked. Daphne and Emmett laughed. “We’ll be there, Daph.” Emmett said. “Good, I’ll see you guys there.” She said. “Bye,” Emmett and Brian looked at each other and smiled. “What are you thinking?” Emmett asked. “I left the coffee maker on?” Brian said. “What?” Emmett asked. “No, seriously, what are you thinking?” “I’m scared, Emm.” Brian said. “What if he really hates me?” Emmett shook his head and smiled at Brian not being able to say anything at all. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Brian was fighting with Emmett to be still when Michael came inside the loft. The three of them looked at each other back and forward until Emmett left for the bathroom. “You guys are spending a lot of time together.” Michael said. “Yeah,” “Where are you guys going?” Michael asked. “I’m going to go see Justin.” Michael looked away and scoffed. “What’s that?” “You have lost your fucking mind.” Michael said. “Michael, don’t fucking start.” “It’s the truth Brian. You are not like this.” “I know okay.” Brian said taking a deep breath. “But I want to change for him, Mikey. I want to be the man he wants and needs.” “He is in the closet, Brian. You hate that kind of shit.” “I know,” Brian said. “Shit, Mikey, I know all of this. It’s just that it’s him. With him nothing fucking matters. Without him everything is just fucking crazy. I need him.” “God, Brian I don’t understand you anymore. It’s like you have been fucking abducted by aliens or doing way too many drugs.” “I know,” “Could you stop saying that?” “Brian, we need to go. It’s nine already.” Emmett said. “Michael, be happy for Brian. He deserves to be happy.” Michael glared at Emmett. “Is just that...that kid its going to hurt Brian.” Michael said. “Even if he does, I’ll survive, trust me.” Brian said. (Dada!) Brian closed his eyes and tried to make the voice go away. For some reason he could hear Gus’s voice calling out to him. “Well, uh, have fun, good luck, whatever.” Michael said turning around. “Hey Mikey,” “Yeah,” “Breakfast tomorrow,” Michael smiled and nodded before he left. “Do you think he would accept you and Justin?” Emmett asked while Brian helped him with his tie. “I don’t know but if I have to choose, Mikey is not going to be happy with the results.” Brian said. Emmett didn’t know what to say. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god,” Emmett kept saying. “Could you just shut the fuck up?” Brian asked. “Don’t make me kick your ass.” “But Brian he looks so fucking gorgeous.” Emmett said. “I know I have eyes.” Brian said and then looked at Emmett from top to bottom. “What the fuck? Stop looking at him,” “Oh sorry,” Emmett said smirking. “So what do we do now Mr. Green Eye Monster?” “I’m supposed to go ask him to dance or something.” Brian said. “And I am not jealous. I don’t do jealousy.” “Right,” Emmett said slowly and sarcastically. Emmett looked at Brian and smiled. "I know what you are thinking." Emmett said. "Really, that's some fuckng ability you have there, since I am not thinking anything at all." Brian said arching both of his brows. "Brian, you are thinking negatively. You have to think positive. You are going to go there and he is going to be happy to see you." Emmett said. Brain looked at Emmett seriously. "Okay, at least he is not going to pull out a gun and shoot you." “Emmett,” Brian said leaning forward. “Go fuck someone and leave me the fuck alone.” “Hey, I’m just trying to be here for support.” “Go support me someplace else.” Brian said. “I’ll go and get lost in the party as soon as you go to him.” Emmett said. “I can’t.” “What? Why?” Brian took a deep breath and just watched as Justin laughed with Daphne and two other guys who he was sure were Kevin and Rich. Brian wanted to go out there and dance with his baby but he just kept remembering what had happened the last time he danced with Justin. Brian closed his eyes and a tear felt down. Maybe those memories weren't real after all. (“He’s crying,”) “Did you say something?” Brian asked. “What? No,” Emmett told him. “Look you better go there or someone else will.” Brian nodded and took a deep breath. Brian walked towards Justin that had his back to him. Brian smiled at Daphne who just pretended like she was not seeing him. “Hey,” “Oh my fucking lord. I’m going to put a hit on you.” Justin said. “How did you get in here?” “Brian Kinney?” “Richard, it's a small world.” Brian said nodding and turning his attention to Justin. “Who is he?” Kevin asked. “We work together.” Rich said. “No shit,” Daphne said. “I’m going to stab myself.” Justin said swallowing the drink he had in his hands. “And I can drink poison and we could be like Romeo and Juliet.” Brian whispered in Justin’s ear. “The only thing was that Romeo wasn’t insane.” Justin said. “Ah, you consider yourself Juliet.” Brian said caressing Justin’s cheek. “That’s cute.” Justin turned red immediately. “You are the crazy fuck that has been after Justin?” Rich asked laughing. “I thought you never went after nobody. If I remember correctly you were a cold hearted asshole.” “I don’t and I am.” Brian said. “Justin is somebody. He is fucking perfect. I act a little more decent when I am around him.” Daphne shook her head and laughed. “Hi, I’m Justin’s older brother, Kevin.” Brian and Kevin shook hands. “What do you want with my little brother?” Kevin asked. “I know what kind of guy you are.” “You don’t know shit about me.” Brian said. Justin and Daphne looked at each other in shock. “Look,” “Kevin,” Justin said. “Relax, okay. Brian and I are only friends. Come on Brian. Let’s get you a drink.” Brian smiled and followed Justin. “What do you want?” Justin asked when they reached the bar. “A beer would be okay.” Justin nodded and asked for it. He handed Brian the beer and then turned around to get something for himself. “You look amazing, Justin.” Justin blushed. “T-thanks.” Brian smiled. “Well, aren’t you going to say I look fucking gorgeous? ‘Cause I do.” Brian said with his tongue in cheek expression. Justin rolled his eyes and smiled while he nodded. “Brian, you are making my life miserable.” Justin said. “And now you come here and you start an argument with my brother.” “He started it,” “Whatever,” Justin said. Brian put two of his fingers on his mouth and rubbed his lips. He smiled and put his beer down. “One dance, Justin.” “Brian? Have you gone insane?” “Justin, look around. No one is going to fucking care if you dance with me.” Justin frowned and nodded after a while. Brian walked with Justin to the dance floor. As soon as they got there a slow song started to play. “Did you plan this?” Justin asked. “It’s pure coincidence baby.” Justin closed his eyes and put his head in Brian’s chest. Brian smiled and held him tight. “Why won’t you give up?” “I don’t know.” Justin frowned. “You are nice, Brian. You are not the same guy that everyone talks about.” “About fucking time you got a clue. That’s what I have been trying to tell you. I have changed.” Brian said. “I don’t know, Brian.” Justin said. “Justin, I want to be with you. I want to wake up next to you and see your smile everyday. I want to buy you presents and roses because it makes you smile. I want to make love to you each night. I want you to be happy next to me. I know I can make you happy. I want to take you out and show you to everyone. Let them know that we belong together.” Justin pulled back and shook his head. “Brian, goddamn it you would say anything.” Justin said. “I think you should stay away from me. I fucking hate you. Michael was fucking right. He said you would never do those things with me. That it wasn't fucking you.” “Justin,” “No, Brian. Leave me the fuck alone.” Justin said. Brian stood there and watched as Justin walked away from him. “What happened?” Emmett asked. “Justin is fucking bipolar.” Brian said. “Fuck,” “I’m sorry, Brian.” “He felt so good in my arms, Emm. I can’t believe this is so fucking hard.” Brian said. “This is why I didn’t want to get involve with anyone in the first place. But no he had to fucking come and turn my life upside down." Emmett looked at Brian and wondered if Brian's brain could have been affected in any way. (“He looks okay now.”) “What?” Brian asked. “I didn’t say anything.” Emmett said frowning. Brian started to massage his temples. He was going nuts. “Let’s just go. I’m going to try that fucking voodoo doll.” Brian said. “You have one?” Emmett asked walking really fast after Brian that was going pretty fast. “I’ll buy one. I’ll do whatever it takes Emm. But I will have Justin one way or another. We just need to think about this. I’m going to get through his fucking thick skull.” “Okay,” “Emmett,” “What?” “Do you think I’m crazy?” Brian asked. “Because I am going after him like he was the last man on earth.” “Yeah, but it’s so romantic.” Emmett said clapping his hands. “Great help you are.” Brian said turning around and walking ahead. Emmett caught on with Brian and put his hand on Brian’s hand. Brian looked at him with a glare but when he saw Emmett’s smile and Brian ended up rolling his eyes and smiling. It was kind of romantic, ridiculously romantic.