Justin was painting in class when his teacher interrupted him. “Mr. Taylor,” Professor Benedict said. “Yes,” Justin said putting his brush down. “You have a visitor outside,” the professor told him. Justin got up from his chair and walked out of the classroom. He looked around and frowned. “Jus,” Brian said walking over to Justin. “Hey,” Justin smiled. “Is everything okay?” Brian just stared at the floor. “What is it?” Justin asked. “I’m on my way to pick up my son and I was wondering if you wanted to come with me,” Brian told him. He ran his fingers through his hair and continued talking. “I just...need your help. He can be a handful.” Justin stared at Brian. “You’re going to pick up whom?” Justin asked. “My son,” Brian told him. “Are you going to help me or not?” Justin put his arms around Brian’s neck. “I’ll help you. Just let me go get my things.” Brian nodded, thankful that Justin was there. He kissed the blond and then let him go. Justin went to get his things and excused himself from the class. Minutes later Justin was coming out of his classroom. “This won’t affect your grade or anything, right?” Brian asked putting his arm around Justin’s shoulder. “It’s okay,” Justin assured him as they walked to the Jeep. In no time they were in front of Lindsay and Melanie’s house. Justin stayed in the car while Brian went in to pick up Gus. “Hi,” Gus said when he saw Justin. Brian smiled and put his son in the car seat. “Hey,” Justin smiled. “How old is he?” “Three and a half,” Brian got in the driver’s seat and started the Jeep. “Ready for this little adventure.” “Ready,” Justin told him. By the time they had arrived at the loft Gus had fallen asleep. “I want to carry him,” Justin said as Brian undid the straps. “Okay,” Brian said. “Be careful,” he picked up Gus’s stuff. When they were in the loft Brian told Justin to put Gus in his bed. Justin stayed on the bed for a few minutes just staring at the sleeping boy. “Come here,” Brian said to Justin. Justin got up and followed Brian to the living room. “Your son is beautiful. He looks just like you.” “Then he must be mine,” Brian said smiling. “Sit on my lap.” Justin smiled and straddled Brian’s lap. “Like this?” “This is fine,” Brian assured him. He smirked and kissed Justin. Justin moaned and thrust his hips. “Be quiet,” Brian told him in a murmur. “I’m being quiet,” Justin gasped out. “I’m so horny.” “You’re always horny,” Brian told him laughing. Justin smiled and nodded. “I think he’s going to be asleep for at least a couple of hours,” Brian said and smirked. “We have time for ourselves.” “I want to fuck you,” Justin said. Brian stared at Justin with an amused smile. “Brian,” Justin sighed. “I want you to be my first.” “I was your first,” Brian told him. “You know what I mean,” Justin grabbed Brian’s hand. “I won’t tell a soul.” “I don’t believe you,” Brian snorted. Justin smiled from ear to ear. “Emmett wouldn’t tell a soul.” “Fucking ha!” Brian started to tickle the blond. Justin laughed and pulled away. In his intent to escape Brian, he managed to fall back. Brian had tried to catch him but ended up falling down on his knees. “Fuck,” Brian hissed. “Sorry,” Justin said scratching the back of his head. “That hurt.” “I’m sure you have enough cushion to soften the fall,” Brian teased him ignoring his own pain and in a demanding tone he said, “take off your clothes.” Justin and Brian silently took off their clothes. Brian kissed him slowly. He kept smiling as he touched Justin everywhere. He pushed the blond back and reached for a condom and the lube. “Bri,” Justin gasped startled as Brian put a condom on him. “Don’t you want this?” Brian asked. Justin nodded vigorously. “Good,” Brian growled as he straddled Justin’s body and opened the lube. He applied some on Justin’s clad cock. Then he opened himself up for the blond. “Oh god,” Justin screamed as his whole body arched up once Brian impaled himself on his cock. “You’re...so fucking tight.” Brian bent down and smiled. “Don’t make a sound,” he whispered. “I know,” Justin said. He knew he had to keep quiet so Gus wouldn’t wake up. Brian moved up and down and his body shook with pleasure. He threw his head back in pleasure and he gripped Justin’s shoulder tight. “Fuck,” he started moving slowly, wanting to torture the blond. “Brian,” Justin hissed. “Shut up,” Brian told him. “I’ll hurt you if you wake him up.” Justin gripped Brian’s hips as the brunet rode him. He wanted to cum so badly, each stroke pulling him deeper into Brian. “Jus,” Brian whispered and smiled. “You’re so gone from this world.” Justin opened his eyes as he stared at the brunet. “What?” Brian smiled and threw his head back when Justin’s dick brushed against his prostate. He was enjoying riding the blond so much. He didn’t know why he had waited so long. “Brian,” Justin moaned. Brian put a hand over Justin’s mouth and mumbled. “Shhh, I know.” Justin’s eyes opened wide as Brian clamped down on him. He closed them again and buried his fingers in Brian’s skin as he climaxed. “Shhh,” Brian whispered. He pulled away from Justin and tried to control himself. He had almost cum as well. But there was a place he loved to cum and that was inside of Justin. He grabbed another condom and put it on himself. He put a lot of lube and turned Justin on his belly. “That’s...” Justin moaned. “Bri.” “Be quiet,” Brian told him as he entered the blond. “Of fuck,” Justin grabbed the floor or at least tried to. “How was it?” Brian asked as he moved with Justin. “Did you like being inside of me.” “Heavenly,” Justin gasped out. “And you just wait because I have to try that again.” Brian just smiled as he moved against the blond. Only a few thrust and he was cumming. “Brian,” Justin whispered. “You’re crushing me.” Brian pulled away and rolled onto his back. “Ah, that was so good.” Brian and Justin looked at each other with a smirk. “Yeah,” Justin told him. Brian frowned and sat up when he heard Gus yell for him. “So much for those couple of hours,” Justin muttered as he got up while grabbing his shirt to get dressed. Brian groaned and leaned back. “I know that this will be pure torture in the hours to come. After all, he’s my little kid and I should know.” Justin laughed and quickly got rid of the condom. Moving swiftly he pulled his pants on and walked into the bedroom to check on Gus. So far he was having a wonderful time and when he looked at Brian, he knew there would be more fun in his life. *** Melanie knocked on the door and waited. She sighed and looked at Lindsay. “Open it,” Mel grimly requested. Lindsay reached for her keys and searched for the spare keys that Brian had given her. She opened the door and went inside with Melanie. “Who are you?” Justin asked with concern. He had been half way to the door when it had opened and startled him. Now he looked at them with uncertainty as he raised a brow. “Mama!” Gus screamed as he came running all the way from the bedroom. Lindsay smiled and picked him up. She kissed him and put him back down as Gus fought to get away. He ran over to Melanie and hugged her leg. He laughed and ran back to Justin. “Mommy,” Gus said as he turned to look at Melanie. “I play wif Jussy.” “You did?” Melanie asked picking him up. “No, no,” Gus protested as he tried to reach for Justin. “Jussy.” Justin held the boy who had practically jumped into his arms. All the toys he had been holding fell to the floor. He smiled at the boy and kissed him on the cheek. “What is this mess?” Lindsay asked. “It looks like a bomb exploded.” Justin put Gus down who ran to get one of his toys. “I guess we got a little carried away,” he softly uttered. “So, who the fuck are you?” Melanie asked. “I’m Justin,” Justin answered firmly. Gus ran back to his mother to show her his toy. “Me toy.” “My toy,” Justin corrected. “No,” Gus said gripping his toy harder. “Me toy!” “Okay, buddy,” Justin said smirking. “Where’s Brian?” Lindsay asked picking Gus up. She put a protective hand around Gus. “That fucking asshole,” Melanie hissed. “He left, didn’t he?” “No,” Justin told them. “He's taking a shower. He was feeding Gus spaghetti and Gus threw it all over him,” he looked towards the bedroom then back at them. He leaned forward and smiled. “I got a picture,” he whispered. Lindsay smiled. She liked Justin right away. “Who are you?” Melanie asked again. “I mean, why are you here?” “I was helping Brian out with Gus,” Justin said. He smiled at Gus who was giggling. “He’s great.” “Thanks,” Lindsay told him. “Is he paying you?” Melanie asked. “What?” Justin asked. “Oh no, he just asked for my help.” “Do you have experience with children?” Melanie asked. “Mel,” Lindsay smiled. “Relax, okay?” “I used to take care of my cousins and my little sister. I know a few things about kids,” Justin smiled at them. “It’s okay if you guys don’t trust me. You don’t know me.” “And yet I would choose you over Brian. What does that tell you?” Melanie asked. Justin glowered and sternly replied. “That you and I won’t get along if you keep referring to Brian or anything that has to do with him in that tone.” Lindsay frowned and didn’t know what to say. “Are you his friend?” “He’s my boyfriend,” Justin said. “I find that hard to believe,” Melanie told him. “Believe whatever you want,” Justin really didn’t like her. “Uh, do you guys want anything to drink?” “I’m okay,” Melanie told him. “I just want some water but I know where it is. Don’t worry about me. We're going to wait for Brian to come out of the shower, if that’s okay,” Lindsay told him. “Sure,” Justin smiled at Lindsay. “I’ll just get Gus’s things ready.” “Thanks,” Lindsay called after him. “Yeah,” Melanie said looking at Lindsay. Lindsay shrugged and the two of them walked to the kitchen. Lindsay put Gus down who ran after Justin. “Is this guy for real?” Melanie asked in a low voice. “What are you talking about?” Lindsay asked her as she opened the fridge. “There’s food in here. That’s a first,” she took out a bottle of water. “Brian doesn’t do boyfriends,” Melanie said. “Maybe he’s growing up, Mel,” Lindsay sighed. “It’s none of our business.” Justin watched them talking to each other and hoped they would go soon. He didn’t like the way they kept looking at him. “Jussy, we play?” Gus asked him. “We have to clean up,” Justin told him as he started to throw Gus’s toys in the basket. “Okay,” Gus said and helped Justin as best as he could. When Justin heard the shower turn off he smiled. “Go to your mommy, okay?” Gus nodded and walked to the kitchen. Justin walked into the bedroom while Brian was coming out of the bathroom. He was about to tell Brian that the girls where there when he saw a few more toys and started to pick them up. Brian was wrapping a towel around his hips when he saw Justin bending over to pick a toy. He maneuvered himself behind the blond and pulled him in. “Brian,” Justin chuckled as he straightened up. He turned around and kissed the brunet. “Where’s Gus?” Brian asked wrapping his arms around the blond. “With his mothers,” Justin whispered and pointed at Mel and Lindsay who were in the kitchen. Brian pulled away from Justin and looked at the girls. He rolled his eyes when he saw that they were gawking at them and being very obvious about it. “What do you want?” he asked as he walked towards them. “We wanted to thank you for taking care of Gus,” Lindsay said and looked at Mel. “And we wanted to talk to you about the papers.” Brian frowned and wirily asked, “what?” “Well, you know we’re getting married and we wanted to have you sign your rights over to Melanie,” Lindsay said. “I told you I wasn’t going to do it,” Brian told them, getting mad. “You didn’t even want him in the first place,” Melanie hissed. “Stop talking shit like that in front of Gus,” Brian yelled. Gus opened his mouth and stayed very still. He knew something was wrong with his parents. “It’s the truth,” Melanie told him. “I was mad,” Brian hissed. “You guys went behind my back. I said no and still that wasn’t enough. You know only too well what you guys did.” “We shouldn’t be discussing certain things with him here,” Melanie said looking at Justin. Justin bit his lower lip. Brian had told him that Lindsay and Mel had practically stolen his sperm from him. They had paid a trick to get them Brian’s sperm and that’s how they had Gus. He thought it was awful but he was happy that Brian had Gus now. “Justin’s my fucking partner and he can hear whatever the fuck I have to say to the two of you,” Brian hissed. Lindsay looked down. “I’m sorry about how things were done Brian but...” “But nothing,” Brian said as he picked up Gus and kissed him on the forehead. “I’ll see you later, Sonny boy.” Gus smiled and hugged his father as tightly as he could. Brian walked over to them with the boy and handed him to Lindsay. “I’ll pick him next week.” Lindsay and Melanie couldn’t do anything else but leave. *** Brian rolled his lips inside his mouth as he looked at the work in his hands. He looked at Cynthia and arched a brow. “What the fuck is this?” “The boards for the Stanley account,” Cynthia told him. “Any good?” “They’re for shit,” Brian hissed. “I’ll go tell them,” Cynthia said but Brian stopped her. “I haven’t been there in a while,” Brian told her and smiled. “I want to go and have a talk with them.” “Uh, they’re going to be shaking,” Cynthia teased. Brian smirked as he left his office with the boards. He walked slowly towards the art department. He was trying to control his anger because he was really pissed. “Hey you,” Brian said as he walked around the art department. “Come here.” The guys stood in front of Brian a little bit scared. “Mr. Kinney, is there anything we can help you with?” “Frank, right?” Brian said. “My name is Cedric,” Cedric told him. Brian looked at him with a raised brow. “Right, who the fuck did this?” Cedric looked at the boards and then back at Christian who looked like Death was coming for him. “That was one of our interns.” “They’re for shit,” Brian told him. “I want this the way I originally outlined it. So put someone with brains to work on it.” “I’ll do it myself,” Cedric assured him. “Good,” Brian said shoving the boards back at him. He looked around giving everyone a menacing look. “Do you want us to send you the ones from the Dale account as well?” Cedric asked. Brian frowned. “What are you talking about? That’s Chas' account.” “Not anymore,” Paul said as he nodded towards Cedric to leave. “I’m the director’s assistant.” “I know who you are,” Brian said. “Could you explain to me what the fuck’s going on?” “It belongs to you now. Mr. Vance came down here and told us himself,” Paul shrugged. “He said Chas wasn’t going to be handling anything else.” “What?” Brian asked. “It’s what he told us,” Paul informed him. Brian sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. “When everything’s done, send it to my office,” he turned around and went to have a chat with Vance. “I was waiting for you,” Vance said as Brian showed his face in his office. He sat down at his desk. “Close the door.” Brian sat down then harshly asked, “what the fuck’s going on?” “Chas is dead,” Vance told him. “What?” Brian asked frowning. “He had an accident at his cabin,” Vance told him. “Went out for a swim and drowned.” “Shit,” Brian told him. “Fuck!” “Tragic, I know,” Vance scratched his forehead as he looked at Brian. “You have to take over his accounts. You should have been in New York two days ago.” “Fucking A,” Brian said as he got up. “Why didn’t I know about this sooner?” “We just found out this morning,” Vance informed Brian as he got up as well. He walked over to his cabinet and pulled out a glass. He turned around and looked at Brian. “Want anything?” Brian shook his head. “What do you want me to do?” “Just go to New York and meet with the people from the company that he was negotiating with. Explain the situation and see if you can get them to join us,” Vance turned around with his drink. “Should be easy enough for you.” Brian nodded and turned around to leave the office. He walked with a smile towards his office. “Little shit got himself killed,” he silently thought as he shook his head. “Guess I’m still on top.” *** “That’s amazing work,” Ben said from behind Justin. “Thanks,” Justin said looking up. “Hey guys.” “Hi,” Michael said and sat down. “How are you coping?” “What are you talking about?” Justin asked. “Brian,” Michael said smirking. “He's been gone for two days.” “He’s coming back,” Justin told them smiling. “I can survive without him for longer than that.” “What if he leaves and never comes back?” Michael asked. “Michael,” Ben said frowning. “Leave him alone.” “If he does, I’m sure he’ll take me with him,” Justin said. “I'll let him know that,” Michael said smiling. He really had no intention of telling Brian anything; he was just teasing the blond. He thought that Justin was good for his friend. “You do that,” Justin told him in a daring tone. “So what do you have there?” Michael asked. Justin looked at his drawing and passed the sketchbook to Michael. “Wow,” Michael said. “Great. I didn’t know you knew Gus.” “I met him the other day. He’s a great boy. A lot like Brian,” Justin told them and grabbed the cup of coffee. “What do you guys want?” Alex asked with his pad in hand. “Are you new?” Michael asked, handing Justin back his drawings. “Yeah,” Alex told them. “How am I doing so far?” he looked at Justin and winked. Justin shrugged as he looked at Ben who laughed and ordered. Michael just asked for a soda and some fries. He discreetly stared at Justin, wondering what was it about the blond that kept Brian coming back. “Do you want to work with me?” Michael asked sure that Justin was the guy that he had been looking for to start his own comic book. “What?” Ben and Justin asked at the same time; both of them taken by surprise. “I own a few comic book stores,” Michael told him. “It’s always been a dream of mine to have a comic of my own. I have the ideas, but I can’t draw for shit.” “Are you serious?” Justin asked. “I’ve been looking for a job like crazy.” “I’m serious,” Michael told him. “Yes,” Justin told him without hesitation. “We can get started right away!” Michael laughed and nodded. “I would like that.” Ben frowned and got up. “I have to go.” “But you just got here,” Justin said frowning. “Let him go,” Michael said leaning back into the booth. “What’s with him?” Justin asked. “He’s just jealous of you,” Michael told him. Justin opened his eyes wide. “Does he know anything about what happened...that day?” “No,” Michael said. “Thank god,” Justin told him. “But he imagines it,” Michael smirked. “That’s not good,” Justin breathed deeply. “I was...I never planned on that.” “I know,” Michael leaned forth. “I want to tell you something.” “Okay,” Justin told him. He swallowed seeing Michael’s serious look. “What is it?” “Brian’s crazy about you,” Michael said. Justin just nodded slightly. “He loves you,” Michael looked around. “No matter what he does or says. He has it bad for you.” Justin smiled widely. He was happy to hear that from Brian’s best friend. Then his smile was gone and a scowl adorned his face. “Like you love Ben?” “No,” Michael shrugged. “I love Ben but...I know that in the long run, he’s not the one.” Justin just nodded. “Do you know who is?” Michael smirked and confided in the blond, “I was thinking it might be Duncan.” Justin opened his eyes, leaned closer and whispered. “Oh my god, Michael.” “I know,” Michael sighed as he rubbed his face. “That little fucker got into my system.” “Maybe it’s just a crush or...or something,” Justin deduced. Michael smirked. “I’ll deal with it. Don’t worry about it.” “Okay,” Justin told him. “Draw me a superhero,” Michael told him. Justin smiled and got to work. He concentrated and worked silently. When he was done he ripped the page from the sketchbook and handed it to Michael. Michael looked at the picture and grinned when he saw Brian. “Why am I not surprised?” Justin just laughed and shrugged. *** After Brian got home from the airport, he called Justin and told him to get his ass to the loft. Brian was actually proud when Justin protested against being told what to do and said that he would be there when he wanted. “Brian!” Justin called out as he opened the loft with the key that Brian had given him. As soon as he had finished his project he had practically flown to Brian’s loft. “Are you here?” “What took you so fucking long?” Brian asked as he sat naked in the lounge chair. Justin didn’t answer as he looked at Brian. He walked over to the man as he got rid of his clothes. He caressed the brunet’s face and straddled him. “Jus,” Brian whispered and licked the blond’s neck. Justin laughed as Brian tickled him even though that’s not what Brian was trying to do. He pulled back and caressed Brian’s face. “Fuck me,” he urgently pleaded. Brian smiled and did. They fucked hard and fast the first time. Then Brian pushed them onto the floor where he took his time fucking the blond. “Oh god,” Justin said as Brian got up to get a bottle of water. “That was fantastic.” Brian smiled and opened the fridge. “I have to go though,” Justin said getting up. “I need to start this other thing I’m working on.” Brian arched a brow as he opened his water and took a sip. “Just drawing stuff,” Justin told him, as he got dressed. “Do you need a ride?” Brian asked putting the bottled water on the kitchen counter. Justin shook his head. “I have a car remember?” “Which is in the garage most of the time,” Brian pointed out as he walked to where Justin was to put on something as well. “You need a new car.” Justin rolled his eyes. “I’m okay it takes me to the places I need to be.” “Not all the time,” Brian walked with him to the door. “If anything happens call me.” Justin assured him that he would. He loved when Brian worried about him. They kissed for a long while until Justin stopped him. “I really have to go,” Justin told him even though he really didn’t want to leave. Brian smiled and kissed him again. Justin opened the door with his free hand. “Later,” Justin murmured while he kissed him one more time. He finally stepped away only to turn around and come face to face with a woman. “Hi,” he awkwardly said. Joan stood there not sure what to say. Not sure of what she had seen. Brian eyes widened as he stared at his mother. She was alternately looking at Justin and him with surprise and disgust clearly etched on her face. Justin looked at Brian and knew it wasn’t good. “Call me,” he urged. He left quickly after that even though he wanted to stay and make sure that Brian was okay. “What are you doing?” Joan asked. “What do you mean?” Brian asked as he kept standing in front of her. “Jesus,” Joan covered her mouth. “If your father were alive...” “He isn’t,” Brian said in a bored tone. “So there are no ifs.” Joan swallowed as she looked at Brian with harsh eyes. She closed her eyes and shook her head. “You were kissing that boy. You’re going to hell, Brian.” “I think my place there is already assured, so don’t worry so much for me kissing a boy,” Brian told her. “How can you speak like this, Brian?” Joan asked. “With my mouth?” Brian asked jokingly. “You can’t do this,” Joan vehemently told him. “Was there something you wanted before you came into my home, uninvited?” Brian asked as he arched both brows. Joan looked at the floor. “I needed some money. Jesus, Brian. What you’re doing is wrong! That was just a kid!” “Oh, I see how this works,” Brian said angrily. He was hurt to hear those things coming from his mother. “The only time you come to see me is for one reason...money. That’s all you really care about.” He walked towards his desk and grabbed his checkbook. He looked back at his mother that was standing by the doorway then started making the check. “Don’t talk to me in that tone,” Joan told him. “I gave you all you needed when you were a child.” “Yeah,” Brian said as he walked back to her. “But I didn’t insulted you before I asked for something, did I?” Joan took the check and her eyes widened when she saw the amount. “This is too much.” “Keep it and make good use of it,” Brian, angrily retorted. “I won’t give you anymore.” Joan made a fist close to her heart. “You have changed so much, Brian. You used to be a good man. Now...now you’re on the road to perdition and are treating your family so bad,” she spat out in anger. Brian rolled his eyes and teasingly sang. “Bye, bye now.” Joan took a deep breath. “You’re a bad son.” Brian glared at her and didn’t lose a bit when he said, “and you’re a bad mother. Guess it runs in the family.” Joan frowned and turned around. “You’re going to suffer in hell, Brian.” “I surely will if we have to see each other there! Don’t ever come back!” Brian shouted after her. He closed the door and put his forehead on the cold surface. “Fuck!” he hissed. He needed to calm down before he exploded. He took a shower and got dressed. He took his keys and went down to his Jeep. He headed to Woody's to get a few drinks. “Hey,” Ted said as soon as he arrived and found Brian by the bar. “What are you doing here?” “It’s a free fucking country,” Brian spat out. He looked at the drink in front of him and sighed. He had been there for about an hour and still felt like crap. “Uh,” Ted backed away a little bit. “Did you and Justin fight?” “Mind your own fucking business,” Brian told him. He sighed and put his head on the bar. Now thanks to Ted he was thinking of Justin. He got up quickly paying for what he consumed and returned back to his car. In just a few minutes he was in the front of Justin’s building hitting the button and calling Justin. “Who the fuck is it?” Daphne growled into the intercom. “It’s me, Brian,” Brian told her. “Jesus fuck,” Daphne sighed. “I’ll be down in a minute. Brian waited and then Daphne opened the door to the building. “I thought they had fixed the system.” “They did,” Daphne told him. “But it got broken yet again and we have to come down and let people in. So, since Justin didn’t wake up and you kept on calling for him I came down to open.” “You’re such a doll,” Brian told her. “Whatever,” Daphne said as she turned around to go to her apartment. Brian followed her in silence. “Brian,” Daphne said yawning. “Are you aware of what time it is?” “I’m sorry,” Brian told her. “It was an emergency.” “Sure it was. Justin’s really tired. He has been working nonstop and doing his homework so just go easy on him and try to let him sleep for a few hours,” Daphne told him. Brian smirked and nodded as he closed the door. “Well, that’s it,” Daphne sighed a little bit annoyed that her sleep had been interrupted. Brian arched a brow. “I’m making a spare key for you tomorrow. That way I can keep on sleeping,” Daphne muttered incoherently as she went back to her room. Brian sighed and took off his jacket. He walked to Justin’s bedroom and knocked on the door. He went inside and could only make out the shape of Justin’s body. “Jus,” he undressed quietly before getting in the bed. Justin felt two arms wrapping around his body and he gasped but didn’t have the strength to pull away. For a brief moment he thought he was dreaming. Then he smiled when he realized that he wasn’t and that the person holding him was Brian. “Go back to sleep,” Brian whispered. “Is just me.” Justin turned around and threw a leg over Brian’s hip. His lips found Brian’s neck and kissed it. “Is everything okay?” “Yes,” Brian told him. “Do you want to fuck?” Justin asked and frowned feeling how tight Brian held him. He understood the brunet more every day. He knew what he had to do. “Because I’m kind of tired. Can I hold...can you just hold me?” Brian sighed and kissed Justin’s forehead. “Yeah, sure.” Justin smiled and held him. He knew Brian needed him and he was there for the brunet. They could talk about it in the morning, he was sure that Brian would tell him what was going on. Brian and he were growing closer each day and he loved it. Brian closed his eyes happy to have Justin. He drifted to a wonderful world which included Justin by his side and his mother's nonexistence.