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Once again thanks to my wonderful beta, Carolyn, you're the best.

Rach for everything today, thank you for being my other eyes.

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WPS 12

<b>Justin</b>

“What are you doing?” Brian asks me coming up behind me, wrapping his arms around me.

“Making breakfast.” I smile at him as he turns me around and kisses me.

“Well none for me.” He laughs as he taps his stomach.

“Oh please you’ll eat it because you always do.” I laugh out as he nods.

“Ok so you got me there, but I only do it to make you happy.” He sits down at the table.

“Sure you do, just admit you do it because you actually enjoy eating now.” I joke and once again he nods.

“Sure, that’s the real reason Sunshine. So is it ready?” I see him get up and grab some plates, setting the table. I can’t help the smile on my face.

Putting some pancakes on his plate and then my own I sit down and grab the butter and syrup that Brian has also placed on the table.

“So what do you have planned today?” Brian looks at me while taking a bite.

“I need to go into the studio to finish up a few things to take to Lindsay.” he nods his head.

“Well I know whatever you give to her it’s going to be brilliant, then again, everything you do is. Like I told Michael, you’re a genius.” I smile at him.

“I didn’t know you told him that.” He grins at me and nods.

“I don’t tell you everything I think of you. But you’re a genius in my book. I love watching you create things, and you even got past drawing my dick all the time.” Grinning at me he takes another bite of his food and I can’t help the smile on my face.

“Thanks Brian.” He smiles and nods.

“No need to thank me, just stating the obvious.” Once again he takes another bite. “And you’re a fucking good cook.” 

“Well I’m glad you like it.” We eat the rest of the pancakes with small talk.

After cleaning up the kitchen we make our way to the shower, and just like every other time, we make love. It’s one of our favorite places to be. It’s just us, and let’s face it, Brian looks fucking hot when he’s wet.

“Oh fuck, Justin, I love how your cock feels inside me.” He grunts out. Brian knows I love to top him and this is one place he lets me have that. 

Since we’ve gotten back together, he let’s me have more of him. He’s opened up so much more to me, in all ways and I know a lot of people wouldn’t understand, but I would much rather him be inside me then me in him. When he's inside, I feel safe.

After our shower, I put my clothes on and turn to see Brian standing there, starring at me. “What?” I laugh out nervously.

He shakes his head. “How the fuck did I end up with you? I can’t believe through the years you’ve stuck by me. I can’t believe,” he puts a hand on my face, “I almost lost you on so many levels and in so many ways. I can’t wait to make you mine.” 

“I’m already yours.” I kiss him.

“Well in a way you are, but I mean after our wedding, no one can question us anymore. I love you Justin and I’m so glad we’re working through this thing.” Nodding I kiss him again. “I’m the luckiest son of a bitch alive.” 

Smiling at him I nod, “We’re both lucky. I love you too.” 



<b>Brian</b>

After he finishes getting dressed he turns to me, kissing me again. I pull him closer, wanting him to feel how much I meant those words, but somehow, he knew.

“I should get going. I should be back in a few hours.” Kissing me again he moves to the door. “What are you going to do?” He asks putting his jacket on.

“Probably just work on some boards for the company.” Nodding he opens the door and smiles.

“Well I know those will be the best boards, especially since I did them.” I laugh as he begins to close the door.

“Modesty looks hot on you Justin.”  I can hear him laughing as he closes the door the rest of the way.

I look around the loft and feel myself smile. Life is so fucking incredible. 

As I go through some of the boards, I smile, “Yes he’s fucking incredible, these boards are incredible. And it’s because he always knows what it is that I want.” I say to myself.

I hear a knock on the loft door as I get up to answer it. Pulling it open I come face to face with Michael. 

“What do you want? I told you I never wanted to see you again.” I shut the door and move away just to hear it reopen.

“Brian please, I need to talk to you.” a teary eyed Michael tells me.

“I have nothing to say to you. Get out of my loft. No let me rephrase that. Get out of Justin’s and my loft.” I sit down, “And shut the door behind you.” 

“Brian, I know you hate me, and for that I’m sorry. I know it was wrong, but I’ve had so much on my mind. I was scared and still am.” Mikey blurts out
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“I don’t give a fuck what you were Michael. What you aren’t is my friend, now get the fuck out.” I’m starting to lose my patience.

“Brian, please listen to me. I need to tell you something, you’re my best friend.” At this I get up and physically grab him by the arm and dragging him to the door. 

“I’m not your best friend anymore Michael. Not after what you did.” I yell at him.

“Brian please, I need you. Brian, Brian, please,” I have him to the door and have him on the other side when he blurts out. “Brian I have cancer.” I stop and look at him.

“What are you talking about?” I ask him without flinching and still holding onto his arm.

“I went to the doctor not long ago, right before Justin’s party and it was on my mind and I was mad. I found out today that it’s prostate cancer. I didn’t have many symptoms and it’s spread and they don’t know if they can stop it.” I stare at him and let go, moving away from him, I turn around and walk inside.