Sometimes I’m good but
When I'm bad I'm even better
Justin came back to the bar with a trick in tow. He bought a couple of beers for him and the trick.
“What are you doing?” Michael asked.
“With what?” Justin asked getting a shot of tequila.
“Him,” Michael said pointing at the trick. “Brian is going to see you.”
Justin threw his arm around Michael’s shoulder. “Brian is not my owner.”
Michael frowned and nodded. “I know that.”
“I thought you would be happy to see me with someone other than Brian,” Justin said.
Michael pulled away. “Whatever.”
Justin smirked and went back to the trick. He was kissing the trick when Brian came to the bar.
“Hey, Brian,” Michael said. “Want to dance?”
“Not right now,” Brian said looking at Justin.
Justin looked at him and arched a brow. He didn’t move away from the trick.
“Are you sure?” Michael asked looking from Brian to Justin.
“Yeah,” Brian said dryly and asked for a drink.
Justin walked over to Brian and kissed him. “Want to join us?”
“No,” Brian told him.
“Come on,” Justin told him. “I can be very naughty.”
Brian pushed him away. “I said no. I’m staying here.”
“Oh,” Justin said. “You are going to be a little good boy then?”
Brian glared at him. Justin laughed and left for the backroom with the trick.
“What’s going on?” Michael asked.
“What do you mean?” Brian asked.
Michael sighed. “You said this guy was nothing.”
Brian looked at Michael with a frown.
“He is like everywhere,” Michael said. “You are always with him and if not, you guys are fighting or making up.”
“Fuck you,” Brian told him. “I don’t want to talk about this.”
Michael watched Brian move away and he frowned. He didn’t know what to do and once again it was Justin’s fault. He looked at the end of the bar and saw Emmett and Ted. He walked over to them, letting Brian have some time to himself.
“What’s going on with Brian and Justin?” Ted asked.
Michael shrugged. “I don’t know,” Michael told them.
“Don’t you think they are so cute?” Emmett asked.
“Oh please,” Michael frowned. He wanted everyone to stop talking about Justin.
“The look hot together,” Ted said and Michael glared at him. “What?”
“There they are,” Emmett said looking at Justin who was walking towards Brian.
“Why so lonely?” Justin asked Brian once he had come back out of the backroom having gotten bored with the trick.
Brian glanced at him and then ignored him.
“What’s wrong?” Justin asked.
“Leave me alone,” Brian muttered as he drank the last of his beer.
“Brian, sometimes you are so complicated,” Justin told him as he lit a cigarette. “I know why you are mad.”
“Is that so?” Brian asked.
“Yeah,” Justin told him. “It’s because so far, I’ve been ignoring you. It’s been a week now since we last fucked. You miss me.”
Brian scoffed and grabbed the napkin in front of him. He started twisting it as he tried to control his emotions. He wanted to scream at Justin and tell him to fuck off. He was mad at the blond because it was the true and he just didn’t want to admit it.
“I thought that maybe I was getting in your way,” Justin told him. “But I’m here now.”
Brian stayed silent trying to think for a second. He wanted to tell the blond so many things that terrified him to no end.
“Forgive me?” Justin asked as he kissed Brian’s cheek.
Brian smiled a little bit.
“You are such a good man,” Justin told him.
That statement seemed to get to Brian and stab him.
“Fuck off,” Brian told him. “I’m not your toy, Justin. I won’t sit around here while you play around.”
“What?” Justin asked.
“I’m not here for your amusement, Justin,” Brian told him.
“I never said you were, Brian,” Justin didn’t know what was going on with the brunet.
“I don’t know what the fuck you want from me,” Brian told him. “But...you're wrong. I’m no good.”
Justin breathed out and crushed his cigarette away. He licked his lips, not wanting to get on Brian’s bad side. “Do you just want to go?” Justin asked. “I have something planned for us.”
“Fuck off,” Brian hissed.
Justin frowned and got closer to the brunet. He threw his arms around Brian’s neck and smiled. “Come on lover boy. It’s going to be great.”
“I told you to fuck off,” Brian said.
“Oh, here we go again,” Justin said. “You’re trying to act all tough.”
Brian pulled away and glared at the blond. “Why don’t you go play some other place and leave me the fuck alone?”
Justin rolled his eyes. He pulled away and threw his arms up in surrender. “I’m gone.”
Brian just turned his back on the blond and asked for another beer.
“What’s going on?” Michael asked as he stopped Justin. “What did you say to him?”
“Not this shit again,” Justin lamented. “Could you leave me alone, please?”
“What’s going on with Brian?” Michael asked.
“He needs medication,” Justin told him.
Michael shook his head. “I think it’s better if you just leave. He doesn’t need you.”
“Yeah,” Justin said sarcastically. “He doesn’t need anyone.”
“He needs me,” Michael told him. “I’m always going to be there for him.”
“Michael,” Justin shrugged. “Do you know how pathetic you are?”
“You are just jealous,” Michael said. “Looks like Brian just threw you out of his life.”
Justin nodded. “Yeah, it looks like it,” he told him and then walked away.
“What’s going on?” Emmett asked as Michael walked back to them.
“Not much,” Michael said. “Want to dance?”
Brian had been watching Justin and Michael. He didn’t know what the fuck they had talked about but he didn’t care. He was going to show Justin just how good of a guy he could be. Getting up, he went to the backroom.
Justin saw Brian getting suck off by a guy on his way up. Nothing wrong with that, but when Brian kept going to the backroom all night and ignoring him, he started to get pissed. He had thought that Brian would come around but it looked like the brunet wasn’t budging.
“He’s just fucking with your mind,” Emmett said, shrugging as he kissed Justin on the cheek. He could see that Justin couldn’t keep his eyes away from the brunet.
Justin nodded, thinking it was more like payback time. He smiled and looked at Michael. “Want to dance?”
“Me?” Michael asked. “Why?”
Justin smiled and grabbed Michael by the arm. “Let’s dance.”
Michael didn’t know what the hell was going on and then something in his brain told him. “You want to make Brian jealous with me.”
Justin laughed. “No, but I’ll keep that in mind.”
Michael kept on dancing with the blond.
“Why do you look at my butt sometimes?” Justin asked.
“What?” Michael asked alarmed. “What are you talking about?”
“I think you are cute,” Justin said and kissed Michael’s cheek.
“Hey,” Michael said. “Watch it.”
“Are you saving yourself for someone?” Justin asked as he gripped Michael’s ass. He thrust his cock into Michael’s own.
“No,” Michael said weakly. “We can’t.”
“Why?” Justin asked. “I’m a free man.”
“But...” Michael closed his eyes. It felt so good to rub against Justin.
“Come on,” Justin stuck his tongue on Michael’s ear making the man tremble.
“I can’t do this,” Michael whispered.
Justin smiled and took Michael’s hand. He dragged him to the backroom.
“What the hell just happened?” Emmett asked.
“Well,” Ted said blinking. “I think there might be a murder tonight.
“I can’t believe that,” Emmett said. “Justin...he seemed...somewhat.”
“Nice?” Ted asked. “What part of he’s just like Brian did you miss?”
Emmett sighed knowing that it was true. Justin was exactly like the brunet and maybe deep down they were good but they were rough around the edges and liked to make everyone believe they were bad boys. What bothered Emmett was that Michael seemed to be in the middle of it. “This is going to be really bad.”
Ted nodded. “Just be prepared,” he told him as he tapped the glass he was holding with Emmett’s drink.
Meanwhile in the backroom Michael was standing with his back to the wall. Justin was on his knees sucking him off. Michael couldn’t believe what was going on and then he opened his eyes briefly to look at Justin. When he looked up Brian was staring at them.
“Oh fuck!” Michael said and pushed Justin away.
Justin looked up at Michael and then back. He got up and smiled at Brian. “What?”
“What the fuck are you doing?” Brian asked grabbing Justin hard by the neck and pushing him towards the wall.
Justin pulled back and pushed Brian away. “Fucking.”
Michael pulled his pants up and quickly got away. He couldn’t believe what just had happened.
“You are such a bastard!” Brian hissed.
“You don’t know the half of it, Brian,” Justin said.
Brian stared back at the blond. “Why did you do that?”
Justin shrugged. “I guess is in my nature to fuck everything that moves.”
“Not my friends,” Brian hissed.
“Why? He’s cute and it’s not like you're going to fuck him,” Justin said taking a step closer to Brian.
Brian smirked. “You resentful little shit!”
Justin stopped for a second. He looked startled and the smirked. “Just like you!”
Brian looked at the blond and laughed shortly. “You were fucking jealous that something else got my attention other than you.”
“They are just tricks,” Justin said but it was true. He hated when Brian put him second.
“That was low,” Brian told him even though he only went with the tricks because Justin had been ignoring him.
“I guess you would know,” Justin said. “Maybe you were feeling the same thing. That’s why you were back here with guy after guy.”
Brian glared at him. “Fuck off.”
“I’m going to go,” Justin told him as he moved away.
Brian didn’t stop him. He just looked around and then left the backroom as well. He went to the bar and started drinking. He wanted to kill Justin but mainly he was angry with Michael. How dare his best friend betray him like that? But then again, Justin was free to do what he wanted to do and so was Michael. Still, he wanted to kill someone.
“Hey,” Emmett said. “We are going to go. Do you need a ride?”
Brian pushed Emmett away. He had been there for almost an hour now, drinking shot after shot.
“Michael left,” Emmett told him. “You won’t have anyone to drive you home.”
“Leave me alone,” was the only thing that came out of Brian’s mouth.
Emmett and Ted looked at each other and walked away.
When Brian finally came out of Babylon it was around two in the morning. He was drunk out of his mind and could barely see straight. He reached inside his pocket for his keys.
“You are drunk,” Justin said coming close to Brian.
Brian held his head as he tried to walk to his car. He looked at Justin who was just smiling.
“Need help?” the blond asked.
Brian groaned and then reached the ‘vette.
“I’ll drive,” Justin told him.
Brian looked at the keys in his hand. Justin took them away from the brunet.
“I...” Brian closed his eyes and he tried to make everything stop moving.
“I know,” Justin sighed as he rolled his eyes. “You don’t need help.”
Brian nodded and walked to the other side. When they were inside the car, Brian let out a laugh. Justin gave him a weird look.
“You are an idiot,” Brian told him.
Justin just stared.
“If you touch Michael ever again, I’m going to kill you,” Brian told him.
Justin just nodded and started the car. “Brian.”
“What?” Brian asked as he threw his head back.
“You are idiot too,” Justin told him.
Brian sighed and tuned Justin out.
***
The day rolls in, the night rolls out
Desire rules without a doubt
Brian opened his eyes and groaned. His head felt as if it was about to explode any minute now. He lifted his upper body just a little bit and looked at Justin.
“Hey,” Justin yawned.
“What are you still doing here?” Brian asked.
Justin smiled at him as he smoked his cigarette. “I decided not to work today. Want to fuck all day?”
Brian yawned and looked to the time. He reached for the phone to call Cynthia. “Sure, sounds like fun.”
“It’s going to be,” Justin told him as his hand slipped in between the bed and Brian’s body. He smiled when he reached Brian’s cock and started jerking him off.
“Oh yeah,” Brian groaned.
“Hello?” Cynthia asked. “Is that you, Brian?”
“Hey,” Brian said clearing his throat. “I’m not coming to work.”
“What?” Cynthia asked. “Why not?”
“Uh,” Brian’s hips were moving at his own accord. “I’m...sick.”
“What do you mean you are sick?” Cynthia asked. “You never get sick.”
“Well, today I am,” Brian told her and hung up quickly.
Justin laughed out loud. Brian glared at him and put the phone in its place.
“Shut up,” Brian groaned and then pulled Justin’s hand away. “I need to sleep.”
“You're turning down sex?” Justin sat up on the bed and laughed. “You are sick.”
Brian shook his head. “My head hurts.”
“That’s what you get for drinking so much,” Justin told him.
“You do the same,” Brian pointed out as he pulled the duvet closer to him.
“But I don’t complain the next day,” Justin kissed Brian’s shoulder.
Brian opened his eyes and smiled slightly. Justin caressed Brian’s face and pushed his hair back.
“Just rest, okay?” Justin indicated.
“Okay,” Brian agreed one hundred percent. He buried his head back in the pillow.
“I’m going to go get a shower and then some breakfast,” Justin told him.
“F..nph,” Brian told him but whatever it was, was muffled by the pillow.
“Right,” Justin shrugged and kept walking to the bathroom. When he came out, Brian was out of the bed.
“What?” Brian asked as he rubbed his neck.
“I thought you were going to rest,” Justin told him.
“I have to go to work,” Brian told him.
“You called and said you were sick,” Justin pointed out as he dried himself. Then he walked to the closet to put something on.
“I was wrong,” Brian said.
“Suit yourself,” Justin put on a shirt and moved the clothes around.
“Justin,” Brian said.
“What?” Justin asked but he didn’t look at the brunet.
“You have clothes in my closet?” Brian asked taken aback.
“Yeah,” Justin said. “For days like this. What do you want eat?”
Brian opened his mouth but didn’t say a word. He was too stunned to even be mad at the blond.
“So?” Justin asked as he turned around with a pair of jeans on his hand. “Some bagels maybe, I could go to the store around the corner.”
Brian nodded. He stared at Justin for a few seconds and thought it wasn’t so bad having Justin there.
“You’ll stay then,” Justin told him cheerfully. “I will make it worth it.
Brian arched a brow as the blond walked over to him. They kissed and Justin left quickly after that. He got up and yawned as he walked over to the drawer. He pulled a pair of shorts and then went to the treadmill. His head still hurt but not as much as before.
There was a knock on the door and Brian frowned. He heard Michael yelling for him and the door opened. Michael looked at Brian and walked inside.
“What are you doing here?” Brian asked.
“Cynthia called me,” Michael said a little agitated. “She said that you said you were sick but that you sounded fine. Then she said you were acting funny.”
Brian sighed. “Fucking hell.”
“What?” Michael asked.
“That woman is something serious,” Brian smirked. “I’m fine. You didn’t have to come.”
“I was on my way here, anyway,” Michael told him. “I wanted to talk to you about what happen.”
Brian tightened his jaw. “Leave it alone.”
Michael stayed quiet for a few seconds. “So, why didn’t you go to work?”
Brian shrugged. “I am the boss. I can do whatever the fuck I want to do.”
“Right,” Michael said and then looked around as if he was a stranger.
Brian arched a brow but kept on running.
“I wanted to talk to you about what happened last night,” Michael said. “I really want to explain everything.”
“Nothing happened,” Brian told him.
“Brian,” Michael complained. “Justin came after me.”
Brian looked at Michael and visions of strangling his best friend passed through his mind. He shook his head and kept on running.
“He just fucks everything that moves,” Michael said. “I told you he wasn’t good for you.”
“I believe he’s my younger version,” Brian said smirking. “Plus, you are hot, Mikey.”
Michael smiled at the brunet. He loved to hear that Brian thought he was hot. “Are you mad at me?”
Brian looked at him for and for a second, he thought of saying yes. He smiled and shook his head. “Of course not, Mikey.”
Michael smiled at him. “I don’t know what I was thinking.”
“That he is hot beyond anyone’s dreams,” Brian said.
Michael frowned and nodded. “I guess,” he turned around when he heard someone at the door.
Justin pulled the loft door open and found Brian exercising and Michael just next to him. He smiled at them. “Hello.”
“What the fuck are you doing here?” Michael asked.
“Hey,” Justin said. “It’s that anyway to talk to me? After all we have shared.”
Michael felt himself flushing. Justin just laughed and walked to the kitchen.
“I brought you some coffee, Brian,” Justin told him. “Are you feeling better?”
Brian nodded as he put the treadmill to go faster. “In a minute,” he looked at Michael who was staring at Justin. “Do you want something, Mikey?”
Michael shook his head as he looked at Justin. “I have to go.”
“Don’t go, Michael,” Justin told him. “Stay and eat something. Come on.”
“I said no,” Michael told him. “I really need to go.”
Justin looked at him and nodded. “Fine,” he looked at Brian and then just rolled his eyes. He walked to the bathroom to give them some privacy.
“What’s he doing here?” Michael asked. “After what happened?”
“He sucked you, Michael,” Brian said his voice rose up even thought he didn’t want it to. “It’s not like he raped you. You went willingly.”
“He...said...god,” Michael didn’t know what to say. It was true; he had gone by his own will.
“It’s no big deal,” Brian told him as he stopped running. He didn’t know what he was feeling exactly. He walked to the kitchen and looked at Michael. “Bagel?”
Michael frowned as he looked at the piece of food in Brian’s hand. If Brian wasn’t mad, he deduced that it meant that Justin wasn’t so important in Brian’s life.
“I really have to go,” Michael said. “You should call Cynthia.”
Brian nodded and watched him go. Justin came running towards Brian. “You should totally fuck him.”
“Justin!” Brian hissed.
“Sorry,” Justin said chuckling.
Brian shook his head as he took a bite of the bagel.
“Disgusting, Brian,” Justin told him. “Put some cream on it or something.”
“Want to give me that something?” Brian asked as he reached for Justin’s cock.
Justin laughed and pulled away. “Stop it.”
“Okay,” Brian said and grabbed his coffee.
“It tastes better with this,” Justin said as he dipped his finger on the little container with cream cheese that they gave at the store.
Brian arched a brow and was not going to taste it but he couldn’t contain himself. He leaned forth and capture Justin’s finger in his mouth.
“Amazing mouth,” Justin licked his lips slowly and moved closer. He ran his hand atop Brian’s arm and looked at the brunet. “You are covered in sweat.”
“I’ll take a shower,” Brian told him.
“You stink,” Justin told him. “I like that.”
Brian smiled and left everything at the counter to turn to Justin. He embraced him and pulled him tightly. Their bodies pushed closer to one another; growing harder and hungrier with passion. Justin stopped and pulled back as he unzipped his pants.
Brian looked at the blond and knew what he wanted. He pushed Justin against the fridge and then pulled the blond’s shirt away. He kissed the blond’s jaw and then moved down to kiss Justin’s just below the nipple. Justin threw his head back and groaned his pleasure.
Justin wrapped his fingers in Brian’s hair and pushed him down. Brian opened his mouth and kissed Justin’s chest and then just a little bit more to the south. He pulled back and stared at the saliva which made the blond’s skin glisten. He smiled and kissed Justin’s navel, his tongue running inside the concave place.
“Brian,” Justin whispered as he caressed Brian’s face. The touch was soft yet, rough.
Brian kneeled in front of Justin. His hands trembled as he pushed his shorts down and then away. He looked up at Justin as he took the blond in his mouth. Justin opened his mouth and threw his head back in pleasure. He held on to the brunet’s shoulder, his vision blurring for a second.
The brunet pulled Justin’s jeans down. He didn’t stopped what he was doing. It was too good to stop. Justin in the other hand put a stop to it.
“Get on your belly,” Justin told him in a commanding tone.
Brian did glare at him before he followed the instructions. He heard Justin moving around and he was growing frustrated.
“Now,” Justin said as he straddled Brian’s body. “We are going to have fun.”
“Is that so?” Brian asked and then felt Justin putting something on his back.
Justin then proceeded to lick the cream cheese from Brian’s back. Brian writhed with each lick, kiss or nibble, even the bites that Justin was administrating him. Justin stopped and reached at the top of the counter where he had left the condom. Once he got it, he put it on quickly.
Brian moved his lower body up and clawed at the floor as Justin penetrated him. He felt so great with Justin taking him. He felt complete and perfect and so fucking horny. He was breathing hard and fast and clinging hard onto the back of Justin’s thighs.
Justin moved his hips and moaned. The tightening around him drove him crazy, just because it was Brian. It felt different when he fucked Brian. There was so much more involve than just sex, not that he was dwelling on what it was too much.
“Fuck,” Brian groaned, his body slipping as the sweat made it harder to have any kind of leverage.
“Grip me hard,” Justin moaned over Brian’s ear. Then he started to suck Brian’s earlobe.
Brian let out a guttural moan and did. He moved his hips wildly as Justin stood still. His prostate was on fire. He tried to move his body up but that’s when Justin decided to start moving again and he felt forward, hitting his shoulder.
“Ah,” Brian grunted. His hips rose as Justin thrust down.
Justin closed his eyes and pushed again and again into the willing hole. He gripped Brian’s left shoulder and with his free hand he started pinching Brian’s nipples.
Brian reached down and grabbed his cock. It only took a few strokes and it was over. He bit his lower lip as the ground below him shook with him. Justin screamed Brian’s name and then he came inside Brian.
“Oh god,” Justin said pulling out of Brian.
Brian turned around slowly and smiled at Justin. “Not bad.”
“Not bad?” Justin asked as he crawled over to Brian. “I will say pretty darn good.”
Brian kissed him. His hand wrapped around Justin’s neck.
“Maybe you could take that shower now,” Justin told him. “I’ll even help you.”
Brian decided at that moment that he liked waking up with Justin.
***
Nobody said it was easy
No one ever said it would be this hard
Justin rushed through the hospitals doors. He never imagined that just half an hour ago Brian would have called him to tell him that he had been involved in and accident. He never expected to feel so helpless about it. He stopped once to ask a nurse for information. Then he was running once again.
When he reached the hall where Brian was sitting, he just stopped. He stared at the brunet and couldn’t help but see a broken man. He took a deep breath and saw two women close by. One of them was crying and the other one kept glaring at Brian.
“Brian,” Justin whispered.
Brian looked up and quickly got up. He walked over to the blond and he wanted to hug Justin but didn’t.
“What’s happened?” Justin asked.
“I don’t know,” Brian told him. “One minute everything was fine and the next we were driving straight into a wall.”
“Jesus,” Justin gasped and hugged Brian to him by the waist.
Brian’s arms came up slowly and wrapped themselves around Justin. He was glad that he had called the blond.
“Are you okay?” Justin asked.
“Just some bruises,” Brian told him.
Justin nodded and then looked at Lindsay and Melanie. “Who are they?”
Brian turned to look at them.
Lindsay got up and walked over to them. “Hi,” she smiled briefly at Justin. “I’m Lindsay.”
“Justin,” the blond told her.
Melanie got up and walked over to them. “I’m Melanie.”
“Hi,” Justin told her.
“Excuse me,” Doctor Lupe said standing a few feet away from them.
Brian froze on the spot. He couldn’t move.
“I’m looking for Gus’s parents,” she told them.
“We are Gus’s parents,” Melanie said grabbing Lindsay’s arm.
Lindsay gave Brian a pleading look to go with her but the brunet didn’t move. Justin frowned and looked at Brian with a questioning face.
“Are you okay?” Justin asked.
Brian shook his head. “I...it was my fault.”
“Don’t say that,” Justin told him. He pushed Brian back little by little so they could sit. “It’s going to be okay, Brian.”
“You don’t know that,” Brian told him.
“True,” Justin said sitting next to the brunet. “I’m here for you no matter what.”
Brian looked at him and just nodded. No other words were necessary; no other words would have come out.
“Being a parent is not easy,” Justin said. “It takes a lot of work and things never quiet go as you plan, Brian. You just have to do the best you can.”
Brian looked up at the blond. “I guess.”
“Do you have a bad feeling?” Justin asked. “Not just worry but a bad, a really bad feeling.”
Brian didn’t know what the blond meant. He just stared at Justin, waiting for him to explain himself.
“I once had a kid,” Justin said.
Brian stared at him, not sure what to say.
“I had him with Lisa Johnson. A friend of mine from high school,” Justin sighed. “We were going to get married and have a family, I guess.”
“And...” Brian’s whispered so low that Justin barely heard it.
“She had an accident and...” Justin closed his eyes briefly. “They didn’t make it.”
Brian frowned not wanting to hear that. His heart hurt just seeing the pain it was causing Justin to say that.
“The thing is...is so fucking hard,” Justin swallowed. “I was a fucking mess and I thought that it was going to die; part of me did.”
Brian trembled, not knowing what he would do.
“Anyway, when I got to the hospital I felt it,” Justin looked at Brian. “I knew...I just didn’t want to accept it.”
Brian thought about what Justin was saying. Then he though about Gus and he knew that Gus was okay. Something in his gut told him so but he didn’t know if it was just wishful thinking. “What was his name?”
“Alfred,” Justin said. “We used to call him Alfie,”
Brian swallowed hard and grabbed Justin’s hand. He looked at the smaller man’s hand and sighed.
“It’s going to be okay,” Justin told him.
“Guys,” Lindsay said walking very fast to them.
Brian got up and once again he was rooted to the spot.
“He’s okay,” Lindsay said crying. “He’s going to be just fine.”
“No thanks to you,” Melanie spat out.
Justin got up quickly and in front of Brian. “Easy there.”
“You were probably drinking,” Melanie said.
“How dare you!” Brian yelled.
“Okay,” Justin said turning around to look at Brian. “Let it go.”
Brian was so fucking mad. Lindsay grabbed Melanie’s arm and pulled her away from Brian. She couldn’t believe that Melanie was being so unreasonable about the whole situation. It could have happened to any of them.
Justin walked over to Lindsay and smiled at her. “Could I talk to you?”
Lindsay nodded and walked away with the blond.
“I wasn’t drinking,” Brian said.
Melanie looked at him from across the hall but didn’t say anything.
“I would never harm him,” Brian raised his voice.
“You almost killed him,” Melanie hissed.
Brian looked at the floor. It was true; because of him Gus had almost died. But it had been a total accident. “I should have been more careful,” he still couldn’t remember what had happened that well. One minute he was on the road and everything was okay and the next he was crashing against a wall.
Justin and Lindsay came back fairly quickly.
“Want to go home?” Justin asked as he stood in front of the brunet.
Brian shook his head.
“There is nothing else you can do, Brian,” Justin told him. “You need to rest and be back looking good so Gus can see that everything is okay. I talked to Lindsay. He was medicated and won’t be up until tomorrow.”
“I can’t,” Brian told him.
“You have to rest, Brian,” Justin told him. “You look awful.”
Brian didn’t cared one bit about him.
“He’s okay,” Justin said. “Plus, I could hear you guys from over here.”
Brian sighed. “Fine,” he got up from the chair and looked at Lindsay and Melanie.
“You are leaving?” Lindsay asked. “Don’t leave, Brian.”
“He needs to rest,” Justin told him.
Lindsay sighed and nodded. “Yeah.”
“We all do,” Melanie snapped at the blond.
Justin glared at her. “Well, he’s going home to get some rest to make sure that he doesn’t bitch at anyone later on.”
Melanie opened her mouth to say something but stopped. She looked away. “My son almost died.”
“I know that,” Justin said. “It wasn’t Brian’s fault. And Gus is his son too.”
“He was the one driving,” Melanie hissed.
“Fuck you,” Justin told her. “We are leaving.”
Brian just followed Justin. “Wait.”
Justin turned around and arched a brow. “I feel like...”
“Like you are doing something wrong,” Justin smiled and walked over to the brunet. He caressed him and smiled. “It’s okay. You do need to rest, Brian. You want to see Gus when he wakes up tomorrow.”
“What is he wakes up before?” Brian asked.
“He won’t,” Justin told him. “Come on. I want him to see that you are okay as well.”
“I guess,” Brian said.
Just when they were about to leave two officers came into the hall.
“Mr. Kinney,” Officer Olivetti said.
Brian turned around and nodded. He walked over to the officers wondering what was going on. Justin was by his side in seconds.
“We want to let you know that we caught the guy,” the other officer told him. “He came to the station just a few minutes ago to tell us what had happened.”
Brian couldn’t believe what he was hearing. “What do you mean?”
“You were hit from the back,” Officer Richardson said. “He was talking on the phone and then looked away from the road. He bumped into someone that bumped into you and that’s why you spiraled out of control.”
Lindsay closed her eyes and cried. She looked at Melanie and shook her head.
“It wasn’t your fault, Mr. Kinney,” Olivetti told him.
Brian breathed out easier. It felt as it a ton had been lifted off of his shoulders. It didn’t change the results but somehow it was better that way.
“Thanks,” Justin told them. “Come on.”
Brian sighed and walked behind the blond. He felt so awful just leaving, but he was going to be back. For a brief moment, he thought about Justin’s child and still couldn’t imagine going through that. Thankfully Gus was going to be okay and so would he.
Melanie stood in the middle of the hall not knowing what to do. She wrapped her arms around herself and sat down not sure what she was going to say to Brian later on.
***
The prince of lust has met his match
The witch has brewed her baddest batch
Daphne unlocked the door and went inside while she looked around noticing that Justin had changed a few things. She found Justin sitting on a chair with a cigarette in hand and a beer in the other. He was staring at the man sleeping on his bed. “Who is he?” Daphne asked thinking it was just one of Justin’s many tricks.
“Brian,” Justin told her as he looked at her.
“Why are you smiling like that?” Daphne asked.
Justin shrugged and got up. She gave Brian one last look and followed Justin to the kitchen.
“Explain this to me,” Daphne asked him. “Why is he still here?”
“He’s always here,” Justin put out the cigarette. “I don’t know. I just...can’t pull away from him.”
“I see,” Daphne smiled widely. “You like him a lot?”
“Don’t start,” Justin told her.
“Don’t start?” Daphne asked. “I have never started. This is like the first time that I have seen a guy with you for more than two seconds.”
Justin frowned. “That’s not true. I have dated.”
“Right,” Daphne arched a brow.
“There was, uh, well...why are we even talking about this?” Justin asked. “Brian is...he’s just...really good in bed.”
“That doesn’t tell me anything, does it?” Daphne said. “It doesn’t tell me if you like him or not.”
“Too bad,” Justin told her. “That’s all I’m saying.”
Daphne couldn’t believe that Justin had someone in his life. She was actually happy for the blond.
“Hey,” Justin said. “When the hell did you got back?”
“Yesterday,” Daphne shrugged. “I was so tired. I just wanted to sleep for a week.”
“You should have called me anyway,” Justin told her as he started to make some coffee.
“You drink coffee?” Daphne asked.
“No,” Justin told her. “Brian bought it. He said that if he was here, no matter how short a time, and felt like coffee there had better be a machine to make it.”
“Right,” Daphne said very slowly. “Wow, this is more than I thought.”
“Don’t,” Justin told her. “Don’t start reading into things, Daphne.”
“What?” Daphne turned to look towards the bedroom. “Does he have clothes here?”
Justin stared at the back of his friend. “No.”
Daphne looked back and smirked.
“Daphne!” Justin hissed when she raced to the bedroom. He went after and found her going through the closet.
She smiled when she pulled out something from Justin’s closet that she was sure didn’t belong to him. “And this?”
“Put it back,” Justin told her.
“It’s not yours,” Daphne said and then grabbed another shirt. “Oh, man just wait until I call Kate and tell her all this.”
Justin was amazed at it all. He was about to kill his best friend.
“Who are you?” Brian asked.
“Ahhh!” Daphne shrieked as she threw the clothes up. She took two steps back away from the bed almost getting herself into the small closet.
Brian sat up and looked at Justin. “What’s going on?”
“I was just going to wake you up to drive you to the hospital,” Justin told him. “Daphne was picking out something for you to wear.”
“I can do that myself,” Brian said. He got up naked and walked towards the bathroom. Then he stopped and came back. “I don’t know you.”
“Daphne, Brian. Brian, Daphne,” Justin said.
Brian shook his head and went to take a shower.
“Wow,” Daphne smiled. “Oh my god, Justin. He’s well hung,” she whispered.
“Shut up,” Justin said as he turned around to go back to the kitchen.
Daphne laughed and then followed Justin once again. “You are so totally in love with this guy.”
“What?” Justin asked. “Have you gone insane?”
“Come on,” Daphne said and smiled from ear to ear. She put her hand on Justin’s arm. “I saw the way you were looking at him.”
“And what way would that be? With my two eyes, staring right at him?” Justin was getting pissed.
Daphne knew it was time to back away. “Okay fine,” she sighed. “Maybe I am seeing things.”
“Yeah,” Justin told her. “I’ll be right back. Just watch the coffee.”
“Where are you going?” Daphne asked.
“I haven’t showered either,” Justin told her.
“Oh, ha, ha,” Daphne laughed out loud like a mad woman. “Jesus!”
Once Justin was gone, Daphne sat down on one of the chairs in the kitchen. She wanted so much to call Kate but she knew that Justin would be hugely pissed.
When Brian and Justin got out of the bathroom, they dried off and got dressed. Daphne had prepared some toast that Justin had to bargain with Brian for the brunet to eat. Then they headed to the hospital. When they got there, Lindsay told him that Gus had just woken up.
“Hey,” Brian said as he put his hand on Gus’s back.
Gus opened his eyes and they fluttered shut once again. He smiled and reached for his father. “Tired, Daddy.”
Brian smiled. “You should rest.”
“He’s adorable,” Daphne told him.
“And you are?” Melanie asked.
“I’m Daphne,” she said.
“She’s Justin's best friend,” Brian told them. “These are Melanie and Lindsay.”
Gus sat up and looked at the new girl and boy in his room that he had never seen before. “Who that?”
Brian smiled. “This is my friend, Justin, and that’s his friend, Daphne.”
“Hi,” Gus said and giggled.
“He looks like he is going to be okay,” Justin smiled and gripped Brian’s arm.
Brian nodded, so happy that everything was okay.
“I’m going to go get something to drink,” Daphne said. “Does anyone want anything?”
“I’ll go with you,” Lindsay said getting up.
“I’ll go, Daphne,” Justin said to his friend. “Don’t worry about it.”
Daphne nodded and then looked at Gus. “So, little man, how is it going?”
“Good,” Gus told her.
“Could I talk to you, Brian?” Melanie asked.
Brian looked at her and nodded. “Could you watch him for just a few seconds?”
Daphne nodded and stayed with Gus. When Brian and Melanie came back inside they looked a little bit stressed.
“Be right back,” Melanie said after a few seconds and left the room.
“So,” Daphne said looking at Brian.
Brian arched a brow. “What?”
“I’ve been watching you,” she smiled. “I noticed something.”
“Oh,” Brian muttered not paying attention to her. He was watching Gus falling asleep.
“I think you love him,” Daphne whispered.
“What?” Brian asked as he turned away from his son to look at her.
Justin,” Daphne smiled widely. “I think you are good for him.”
Brian frowned. “What are you talking about? It’s just...fucking.”
“Oh my god,” she laughed and shook her head not believing it. “You two are like...totally the same person,” she sighed. “Never mind me. I like rambling a lot.”
Brian just nodded and looked at Gus. His boy was smiling at him, happy to see him; fighting sleep so he could hear and watch everyone. When Brian looked up, Justin was coming inside the room with Lindsay and Melanie. He smiled widely at the blond and knew that Daphne was right, but no one had to know that. He would jump out of a building before admitting that.