and another thing

After another unbelievably hard and fast fuck fest, Justin and Brian again find themselves lying in bed in the comfortable silence of each other’s arms, when Justin decides to end the peace once again. “Bri?” “Hmm?” Brian asks as he lazily traces his fingertips up and down Justin’s arm. “You still haven’t told me.” “About why I proposed?” Brian asks with a smile, “I thought we agreed it was because you gave great head.” “And that your life would be meaningless without me,” Justin adds. “Right.” “But those were my words.” “Fuck: you and your words.” Brian groans. “Fuck you,” Justin teases, “It’s nice to hear words once in awhile you know.” Brian kisses Justin’s head, “You smell good.” “I always smell good, Brian. Stop avoiding.” “Twat.” “You’re avoiding.” Sighing, Brian closes his eyes, “Alright, you want to hear why I want to marry you?” Rolling over onto his stomach, Justin looks directly into his lover’s eyes, “Yes.” He can’t help but smile with that devilish glint in his eyes when he always got his way. Brian can’t help but smile back, and kisses his fiancé deeply before talking. “Fine, but don’t think I’m repeating this.” Chucking, Justin nods, “I’d be worried that you had a brain tumor if you did.” Smirking, Brian asks, “You want to hear this or not?” Justin pretends to zip his lips, smiling the entire time. Brian smirks, shaking his head. “Fine.” Justin waits patiently. “After you left that night… after the Rage party… I knew I had made a mistake.” Justin’s mouth opens, but he quickly shuts it. “And… I missed you,” He mumbles. “I’m sorry, what was that?” Justin asks with a teasing smile. “Fuck you.” Justin laughs, “I’m sorry, Brian, continue.” With an exaggerated groan, Brian continues, “As I was saying… I missed you.” He smirks at Justin before continuing, “And I was actually happy to see you interning at Vanguard.” “Even though you were a complete dick,” Justin adds. Brian stops. Justin gives him his best innocent smile, batting his lashes for added effect. “Brat.” Shaking his head, he continues, “So when I fired you… I was partly hoping that you would come back to my office…” “To tell you what a dick you were? That would have probably been my plan.” Justin includes. “Can I fuckin’ finish this?” “Sorry.” “Then Carl came to my office and told me about your parents… and that you were missing….” Justin looks down, he wasn’t sure if he wanted to hear this. “Your family's cabin was set on fire.” “What?” Justin asks, looking up in disbelief. He loved that cabin. Brian nods, “There was some speculation that you and Molly were in it… no one was able to tell… it was a real mess.” Justin swallows hard, feeling the tears threatening to spill. “But I knew you couldn’t be dead.” “How?” Justin asks quietly. “I don’t know. I just did. And I knew that I had to find you, and that when I did… find you that is, I would tell you how much you mean to me… and that I wanted us to be together again… always.” Brian smiles softly, reaching out and gently cupping Justin’s cheek in his palm; catching his lover’s tears. Wrapping his arms around Brian, Justin buries his head against his partner’s shoulder. “I love you,” He whispers quietly. “I love you too,” Brian says softly, kissing the top of his lover’s blonde hair. Pulling back, Justin smiles shyly, “But, Brian…” “Yeah?” “That wasn’t what I meant.” “What do you mean?” Brian asks, gently playing with his partner’s blonde locks. “Well, I mean, I did want to hear your reason for proposing… but that wasn’t my original question.” Brian frowns, “Then what?” “What was the deal about to keep my sister and I alive?”