Justin arrived at the diner and went to the booth where the guys were having breakfast.  He sat down next to Brian and smiled at them.  “Hey guys.”

“Hey,” Emmett said frowning.

Brian kicked the blond under the table.  Justin looked at Brian with an arched brow.  Then suddenly Justin kissed Brian.

“How are you?” Justin asked.

“I’ve been better,” Brian assured him.  

“Did you have fun?” Justin asked.

“Sure he did,” Emmett said smirking.  “He was a good little boy, weren’t you Brian?”

Brian narrowed his eyes at Emmett.  “Yeah,” he answered.

Justin arched a brow.

“He behaved,” Emmett assured the blond.  “You don’t have to worry.  I was keeping my eye on him.”

“Good,” Justin said giving them a half smile.

“What shall it be?” Kiki asked Justin.

“Oh,” Justin said.  “Nothing thanks.”

“Aren’t you hungry?” Emmett asked.

“Are you sick?” Ted asked passing the newspaper to Brian.

“Oh, no, I ate already,” Justin explained.  “My best friend stayed with me last night and we had breakfast this morning.”

Ted and Emmett looked at each other wondering who Justin’s best friend was.

“Your best friend,” Emmett said wanting to know more.  “You guys have known each other long.”

“Since we were babies,” Justin said smiling.  “We stayed up all night watching movies and eating junk food.  It was great.”

“I thought you said you had work to do,” Ted pointed out.

“I did,” Justin said very slowly.  “I worked and then stopped to take a break.”

“So, what you’re telling me is that you ditch us,” Ted said but stared at Brian.  “And spent the night with your best friend, just the two of you.”

Justin frowned as he looked at Ted.  He hated that the man was making a point that he and Brian we’re not all over each other all of the time.  And that he really had ditched them to be with his best friend which was kind of suspicious.  If he and Brian were so in love why didn’t they want to spend that time together?

“What’s his name?” Ted asked smiling.

Emmett bit his lower lip not liking the conversation.

Justin realized what Ted was really suggesting now.  “It’s not a he,” the blond told Ted.

Brian rolled his eyes.  “So, how is Daphne?”

“She’s great,” Justin said looking at Brian.  “She met someone.”

“Good for her,” Brian said as he started reading the newspaper or pretending to be.  He moved closer to the blond for a number of reasons.  He told himself they had to keep up the charade but also his body was yearning to be close to the blond but the last reason he chose to bury in the back of his brain.

“So, I came by to see my lovely man,” Justin said as he looked at Brian. He was trying to sound cheerful but it came out as anything but content.

Brian arched a brow and smiled a bit.  “Of course you did,” he moved even closer to the blond and kissed Justin’s neck.

Justin shook and then tensed up when Brian put his hand on his thigh.  He wanted to pretend that it wasn’t affecting him and at the same time look like he didn’t want anything else but to have Brian touch him all over.  He was so confused; he knew he was going to end up insane.

“Justin, are you okay?” Emmett asked but the blond didn’t answer.

Ted frowned.  “What’s going on?”

“Emmett asked you something,” Brian whispered to the blond.

“I’m sorry,” Justin said snapping out of his trance.  “What did you say?”

“I asked you if you were okay,” Emmett repeated.

“Oh,” Justin muttered.  “I’m fine.  Yeah, great.”

“I guess I’m making him a bit nervous,” Brian said and kissed Justin’s neck again.

Justin wanted to hate the brunet.  He really wanted to but couldn’t.  “Uh, I have to go.”

“Go?” Ted asked frowning.  “You just got here.”

“I have work,” Justin said and then turned to look at Brian.  “Call me, okay?” he asked and then kissed Brian.  He got up quickly.  “It was good to see you guys.”

“Wow, he sure is acting...strange,” Ted whispered.

Brian got up and followed the blond.  “Justin,” he called when he saw Justin about to get in his car.

“What?” Justin asked.

Brian didn’t stop walking until their bodies were flushed against each other.  If any of the guys came out he wanted them to see them close like if they couldn’t live without one another and most importantly like everything was just fine.  “What the fuck is your problem?”

“Nothing,” Justin hissed.  “What’s yours?”

“What the fuck are you playing at?” Brian asked as he grabbed the blond by the arms.  “You’re making me look like an ass.”

“Let go of me,” Justin hissed.

Brian kissed him hard.  He didn’t stop even though Justin tried to push him away at first.  Finally after what felt like forever they pulled apart.  He didn’t know why he had kissed the blond; it was an urge.   “We had a deal, remember?”

“Yeah,” Justin said and looked at the floor.

“Then fucking do your job,” Brian said before he pulled away and left.  He didn’t want to feel the way he was at that moment; totally scared that kissing Justin made him feel like he was on drugs.  Terrifying, he thought.

Justin got in the car and a tear ran down his face.  He had always wanted to find out if Brian felt something more for him and now he wished he could take it all back.  There was a part of Justin that wished he never met Brian Kinney.

***

“Dinner is really good, Debbie,” Justin said.

“Thanks honey,” Debbie told him.

Justin nodded and kept eating.

“So, is something wrong?” Lindsay asked as she looked from Brian to Justin.  Melanie had told her that the guys were fighting or so Ted had informed the brunette.

“Why wouldn’t it be?” Brian asked arching a brow.  He got up with his plate in hand and went to take it to the kitchen sink.  He rubbed his face as he stood there with his back to them.

Justin got up as well with his plate.  He didn’t know how he was going to finish the rest of the evening feeling like he was.

“What are you doing?” Brian asked when Justin was next to him.

“What do you mean?” Justin asked while he raised his brows.

“Don’t fuck with me,” Brian said lowering his voice.  “This is not what I’m paying you for?”

Justin opened his mouth half way but was too stunned to utter a word.  

Brian rubbed his lips with his index finger.  “You’re mad at me?  Is that it?”

“I’m not,” Justin spat out.  “I’m just...”

“What?” Brian asked.  “What the fuck is the problem?”

“You’re the problem!” Justin hissed this time forgetting that they weren’t alone.  He closed his eyes and sighed.

Brian looked at the blond and set his jaw.  What the fuck was he supposed to do now, he asked himself.  Ted had said once that if they fought he would have to do anything in his power to beg forgiveness.  He was so going to kill Justin for putting him on the spot.

“God,” Justin lamented as he crossed his arms.  “I’m sorry,” he said as he looked at the brunet.

“What’s going on?” Ted asked as he got up and walked over to them.

Justin threw himself at the brunet and hugged him tightly.  Brian hugged the blond back not sure what Justin was doing. 

Justin looked up at Brian.  “I’m so sorry.  Forgive me.  This is not your fault.”

Brian stared at the younger man and understood that the blond was trying to do some damage control.  Justin was taking the blame for his own outburst in front of everyone.  That meant the brunet didn’t have to start asking for forgiveness and he was still the perfect boyfriend to all of them.

“Are you guys okay?” Debbie asked.

“This is not his fault,” Justin said.  “I’m just so stressed out with work,” he said lying through his teeth.  “I was taking it out on Brian and he’s been so good putting up with my shit.  And I’m sorry, Bri.”

Brian had to give some credit to the man.  The blond surely knew how to perform. If he wasn’t such a good artist he could become an incredible actor. 

“I’m so sorry Brian.  I didn’t mean to scream at you,” Justin gasped out.  “I’m such a horrible person.”

“It’s okay,” Brian assured him.  “Don’t say that.  Let me take you home.”

“Okay,” Justin answered.  He said goodbye to everyone and left with Brian.

Once they got to the ‘vette none of them said anything.  Justin kept rolling his lips inside his mouth and sometimes biting the inside of his cheek; anything as long as he didn’t cry.  He couldn’t believe he had been so stupid to accept Brian’s offer.  He thought it was a great idea and that it would be fun and now he found himself in hell.  He was suffering so much for the brunet, even when he knew that Brian would never change nor would he ever feel anything for him.

Brian would sneak glances at Justin who was staring out the window.  They were fucking up so much.  Sooner or later the guys would wonder why if they were so miserable together did they still see each other.  The logical thing was that if a relationship didn’t work then the people would move their separate ways.  And what scared him the most was not losing his bet but having Justin walk away from him.

***

Justin got up from the couch and went to open the door.  He frowned when Michael stood there trying to hold Brian up.  “Uh, what’s going on?”

Brian frowned and looked at Justin.  “What the fuck are we doing here?” Brian asked Michael.

“He’s drunk,” Michael said to Justin not bothering to answer Brian’s question.  He knew that the guys were having troubles and he had to try to help them along.  He had been waiting for Brian to get drunk out of his mind.  That was his plan, then he would find a way to get Brian and Justin together all alone.  Because maybe then Brian would open up more with the blond and things would get back on track at least.  He knew that the longer that Brian and Justin spent time together the better.

“What’s going on?” A guy inside the apartment asked.  He was sitting on the sofa and moved towards them to see what was going on.

“Brian needs coffee and maybe even a bath,” Michael said.  “I have to get home.  Ben’s waiting for me.”

Justin helped Michael get the intoxicated man to the sofa.  Brian protested all the way saying he wanted to go home.

“Well,” Michael said looking briefly at the guy that was there.  He wondered who he was.  “I should go.”

“Right,” Justin whispered.  “Uh, Michael this is Ron.  Ron this is Michael and Brian.”

Ron nodded and stayed silent. 

“You called me if you need anything.  I’m going to take the ‘vette, he’s not going to need it,” Michael said as he headed for the door.  “Bye, Brian,” he called out and left the apartment closing the door behind him.

“Mikey,” Brian hissed like a petulant child.  

Justin sighed and rubbed his forehead.  “I’m going to prepare coffee.”

Ron looked at Brian for a few seconds and then went after the blond. “Who is he?”

Justin bit his lower lip.  “It’s kind of complicated.”

Ron didn’t like what he was hearing.  He thought he and Justin were hitting it off.  He was sure that Justin understood that when he had asked him out for dinner earlier the blond knew what the invitation implied.

“Justin,” Brian said coming into the kitchen.  “I’m going home.”

“Michael took your car, Brian,” Justin reminded him and sighed.  

“Do you need help?” Ron asked.

Brian glared at Ron.  He moved towards the blond and stood behind him.  “Then you drive me home.”

“I don’t think so, Brian,” Justin replied.  “You’re going to drink this and then you will go take a shower and then...” he stopped not sure what he was going to say.

“Then what?” Brian asked sexily as he pushed his hard-on against Justin’s butt.

Ron was ready to punch Brian’s lights out.  He took a step forward but controlled himself.  Then he saw Brian kissing Justin’s neck and he thought Justin was going to push the brunet away but that didn’t happen.  In fact it looked like Justin was trying to convince himself to not turn around and ravish the drunken man.

“I should go,” Ron said a bit irritated and also disappointed.

“Brain,” Justin gasped when Brian gripped his hips and pushed hard into him.  “Okay, go take a shower.”

Brian pulled back.  “Fine,” he snapped and right there started removing his shirt.  He looked at Ron and grinned.  “Wand to help me out?”

“Brian,” Justin hissed.  “Go,” he said pointing towards the bathroom.

“I’ll wait for you,” Brian announced and before anyone could stop him he grabbed Justin and gave him a breathtaking kiss.

When Justin pulled back he was a bit dazed.  Brian moved away leaving the two men in the kitchen.

“Are you two together?” Ron asked.

“No, yes, no, yes,” Justin said not sure what he was saying.  “This is where ‘it’s kind of complicated’ comes into play.”

Ron nodded slowly.

“I’m sorry,” Justin said.  “I’ll call you tomorrow.”

Ron nodded and moved forward to the blond.  He kissed him on the cheek and told the blond that he knew his way out. 

Justin finished making coffee and put it in a cup.  He stood there in the kitchen unaware of how long he had been thinking about his situation and the best course of action.  

“Where the fuck is that guy?” Brian asked coming back.  He was naked and by the looks of it very horny.

Justin sighed.  “He left.”

“Who was that?” Brian asked.

“Some guy I met,” Justin answered and tried to give the cup to Brian.  

Brian shook his head.  “I don’t want that shit.  And you better watch it.  Imagine what would have happened to our charade if Mikey had brought me here and you were fucking him.”

Justin sighed.  “I’ll try harder next time.”

Brian shrugged and opened the fridge before he took a beer.  “Do you mind if I call one of my tricks?”

“Do whatever the fuck you want, Brian,” Justin hissed.  “But you’re not fucking anyone in my apartment.”

Brian watched the blond go and he shrugged.  He frowned and took a few sips from the cold beer.  When he went to find Justin he realized that the blond had locked the bedroom door.  His clothes were in the bedroom.  He sighed and went back to the sofa. He sat down and looked around not sure what he should do.  He spent a very lonely and cold night on a hard and lumpy couch.

***

Brian entered the gallery and smiled when he saw Donald.  He didn’t waste any time and walked over to the man.  “Hey,” he said smiling widely.

“Hi,” Donald said.  “What are you doing here?”

“I came to pick Justin up,” Brian informed him.  “Have you seen him?”

Donald licked his lips.  “Well, I think...he’s in his office.”

Brian raised a brow.  

“He’s with someone,” Donald said and sighed.  “I don’t like him.”

Brian nodded slowly.  Over the past few weeks Donald had become his ally.  He realized that the man was not after Justin but watching out for the blond.  “Okay,” he said as he turned around and then headed to the blond’s office.  He knocked on the door and didn’t wait before he went inside.  “Justin.”

“Brian,” Justin said a bit startled.  “What are you doing here?” he asked and then looked at his watch.  “Wow, where does time go?”

Ron got up from the desk where he was sitting and leaning really close to the blond.  Justin got up as well.  

“Nice to see you,” Ron spat out.  “I’m a bit surprise to see you standing in your own two feet without someone helping you,” the man said smugly.  He knew that Brian and Justin were together but by the looks of it Brian was an asshole and the blond could do better.  He was sure that if he persisted he could win Justin’s heart and Brian would become nothing but a thing of the past.

“I can’t say is nice to see you too.  You see, I don’t like lying,” Brian replied.  “And I’m not surprise at all that you’re still trying to get in Justin’s pants.”

“Brian,” Justin chastised.

“What?” Brian asked and grinned at Ron.  “You better back off.  You’re just wasting you’re time.”

Ron chuckled.  “You think?”

“I know,” Brian said as they stood face to face looking into each other’s eyes.  None of them was backing away.

“Okay,” Justin said as he pinched the bridge of his nose and shook his head.  “I’ll call you Ron.”

Ron frowned and looked back at Justin.  “Okay, you take care.”

“You take care,” Brian mimicked once the man was outside the office.  “What the fuck is his problem?”

“What’s yours?” Justin asked.  “Have you lost your mind?”

“You’re supposed to be with me,” Brian told him.  “I’m supposed to act jealous and all that shit.”

“We’re not real, Brian,” Justin reminded the brunet.  “I like him.  He’s nice and good looking.”

Brian walked over to the blond.  “You can’t keep seeing him,” he hissed.

“What the fuck are you talking about?” Justin asked.  “I can do whatever the fuck I want with my life.”

Brian bit his lower lip.  “For a whole year our lives belong to one another.  There is not going to be any messing up.  If they see you cheating on me, what the fuck are they going to think?”

“That your cock is small,” Justin said smirking.

“Fuck you,” Brian hissed.

“I can be careful,” Justin pointed out.  “Just like you are with your tricks.”

“I haven’t tricked all this time!” Brian yelled.  “It’s not safe.  I can get caught.”

Justin was surprised.  He opened his mouth to say something but Brian didn’t let him.  The brunet moved forward and kissed Justin hard.  He didn’t know what he was doing.  He had promised himself and told Justin that they weren’t going to fuck anymore.  He was about to pull back until Justin’s moan reached his ears.  He loved to hear the blond moan like that.  It was his doing after all.

“Oh god,” Justin gasped out when Brian lifted him onto the desk.

“Is this office sound proof?” Brian asked licking Justin’s neck.

“What?” Justin asked a bit confused.

Brian pulled Justin from the desk and then turned him around.  He pushed Justin’s upper body down and in a flash was pushing the man’s pants down.  He reached for a condom in his pockets and took it out.  He undid the buttons on his jeans and put the condom on.

“Oh god,” Justin moaned as he felt Brian opening him up.  He closed his eyes and fought the urge to tell Brian to fuck off.  He didn’t care one bit when his files, stationary, pens, and other things on top of his desk fell to the floor.

Brian entered him fast and fucked him hard.  His hands couldn’t get enough of the blond under him.  He had missed the feel of Justin’s tight hole around his dick.  It was different with Justin.  He didn’t know if it was because the blond was his only outlet or what but he loved being inside the smaller man.

“Fuck,” Justin grunted.  “Oh god,” Justin yelled as Brian pounded into him.  He made a strangle cry and clawed at the wooden desk as he started shooting his cum.

Brian groaned and gripped Justin’s arms as he too orgasm.  His hips didn’t stop pushing in and out of the quivering hole until he had spilled the last of his seed.  He then dropped his forehead on Justin’s back.  He inhaled deeply and then cursed.

“What?” Justin asked as Brian pulled out of him.

“This wasn’t supposed to happen,” Brian pointed out.

“Yeah,” Justin said as he turned around and lifted his pants but didn’t zip them.  “I don’t think I feel comfortable.”

“What?” Brian asked confused for a second.

“I mean,” Justin said.  “Think about it.  You are paying me to play a role and then this sex thing happened and things got even crazier.  And I don’t want to be anyone’s whore either.”

Brian licked his lips as he took off the condom and did his pants.  “The sex was a plus.  And if anyone should be paying anyone you would have to pay me.”

Justin arched a brow.  “You think you’re that good?”

“You know I’m that good,” Brian said pushing Justin into the desk and getting in between Justin’s legs then he kissed the blond roughly.

Justin let him.  He felt so stupid for thinking it meant something.  Brian had no one to fuck but him.  He felt so dirty and yet he didn’t care.  All he dreamt with day in and day out was Brian.  So, fuck what anyone thought even himself.

“Forget about him,” Brian said when he pulled back.  “He’s nothing.”

“I won’t call him,” Justin whispered.

Brian grinned and kissed the blond again.  He reached to touch Justin’s growing erection.  “I see you like this,” he whispered.

Justin pulled back and tried to breathe normally.  “So what’s this?  A one time thing?  What?”

“Sometimes plans don’t go as intended,” Brian muttered and took Justin’s shirt off.  He couldn’t wait to have the blond again.  “I guess we should give us another chance in the fucking department.”

Justin smirked.  “You think?”

There was a knock on the door and Donald rushed in.  “Justin, McCoy is looking for...okay.  I think I’m going to come back later,” Donald said when he realized that Justin was half naked sitting on his desk.  “And there is a thing called a lock.”  

Brian smiled and shrugged.  Justin turned many kinds of red.  He couldn’t believe he had lost all logic and fucked the brunet right there where he worked and on top of it all forgotten to lock the door.

“So, like I was saying.  I think it will be for the best if we keep fucking,” Brian said suddenly.  “We get along better when we do.”

And as much as Justin wanted to say no he just nodded.  He knew it was wrong and he would end up hurting himself much more than before.  But he would take whatever he could as long as he was able to have Brian in his arms since it was better than nothing at all.