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After a quickie in the shower, Justin heads over to the closet for some clothing and nearly bumps against the suitcase. With a confused frown, he calls out, “Hey, Brian? Why is the suitcase in our closet?” “Fuck,” Brian mutters as he lingers in the bathroom a little longer in an effort to stall. He had hoped that Justin remembered last night’s sleepwalking episode. Obviously, he hadn’t. “Brian?” Justin calls out again, this time walking back towards the bathroom. Meeting his husband at the door, he asks again, “Why is the suitcase in the closet?” Brian sighs, knowing that it’s better to just go ahead and say it. “You dragged it in here last night.” After several moments of silence, Brian steps into the closet to find Justin still standing there in front of the suitcase. Looking up, Justin smiles sadly, “I slept walked again?” “Do you remember anything?” “I’m trying to,” he answers honestly. “But nothing is coming to mind.” Leaning against the shelf, Brian decides to say what’s been on his mind since his return from Pittsburgh. “I was thinking that maybe I could talk to Daan.” Justin is surprised. Though it made sense for his husband to be part of his sessions, he was surprised that it was Brian and not himself that would be bringing it up. “Really?” He nods, “Would you mind that?” Biting his lower lip, Justin is thoughtful. “Um, I guess not.” “You and Daan should talk ahead of time so that he doesn’t mention something you might not want me to know.” Brian comments; not wanting to make his lover uncomfortable. Justin smiles softly and walks over to his partner. Reaching his arms over Brian’s shoulders, he continues to smile, “You’re really the best, you do know that, right?” “Yes.” He replies, tongue-in-cheek. Slowly kissing, Justin pulls back and smiles again. “I’ll call Daan on my way to PT this morning.” Grinning, Brian lets his hands rest on Justin’s inviting ass and arches his brow, “How much do we have?” With a mischievous grin, Justin notes, “20 minutes?” Brian pretends to think it over before announcing, “Sounds good,” and tackles his husband to the floor with a laugh. Holding out a condom, he shrugs at Justin’s suspicious look. “I knew you’d put out.” Still laughing; Justin kisses his husband on the mouth before whispering, “Always for you.”