A blonde youth was standing in the busy JFK terminal, bouncing from one foot to the other, looking very impatient. His blue eyes darted around, from his gate, to the many security guards, to the little girl screaming her head off about ice cream, or something equally as trivial. He could almost hear his mother, as if she was right next to him, scolding him for his stupidity. The line in-front of him moved a little, he groaned. He hated airports, he hated everything that came with them (including little girls who scream too loud.) He bounced a little faster, though it wasn't helping.

"Jesus Fucking Christ, hurry up!" he hissed under his breath. Hearing a small gasp behind him he turned to see a tall man in black, slightly balding, and a plain white collar around his neck signifying his place in the church of, well, Christ. The blonde smiled brightly at the priest, "Sorry Father, but I really have to fucking piss, like, right fucking now. I think Jesus will understand" he said, and turned back around before the man could respond. Somebody left the unisex bathroom before him, "fuck it" he muttered, and took off toward the bathroom door not caring that he wasn't next. He knocked someone down 'was that a nun? oh well, no time to stop and look' he pushed the door open, still hearing the people behind him yelling.

Justin Fucking Taylor had to fucking piss, even if it meant he was going to hell for it. ~~~

Ted walked into his apartment, exhausted, yet excited about picking up his cousin. He really liked Justin, of-course there weren't many who didn't. Justin was confident, if not a little cocky, talented, beautiful, and a complete smart-ass, but not an ass-hole. Ted sometimes thought about how similar to Brian Justin was, but then he would realize how creepy that was... and would stop thinking about it.

He threw his keys and jacket on the table and headed to the fridge to get a beer, 'I dont have to pick up justin for another couple of hours' he popped the top 'I can relax a little'

the little red light on his answering machine was blinking, Ted furrowed his brow and walked over to press play.

"You have two messages."

"Hey Theo, its Justin," Justin's voice filled the apartment "Im going to be late, I missed my flight," 'probably fucking a pilot' Ted thought "and no, I didn't fuck a pilot, it was this nun, Ya see, I... wait, that came out wrong. I didn't fuck a nun," Ted heard a squeal in the background "relax lady, I said I DIDN'T fuck the nun," Ted threw his head back and laughed "anyway, before I was so rudely interrupted.... what was I saying...? Oh yeah! The nun, I knocked down a nun cause I really had to pee, like, reeeeally had to pee. This security guard saw it and made me apologize..." "that doesn't seem like enough to make him late..." Ted began "...then we ended up fucking in the janitors closet" Ted laughed harder "spoke too soon"

"....so yeah, I got a later flight, a much later flight. Ill be in around midnight or 1, but no worries, ill catch a cab. Leave the door unlocked so I can get in, 'kay? Oh and..."

the machine cut him off

"End of message one"

Message two started...

"...The machine cut me off, fucker. Anyway, as I was saying, love you!"

"End of message two"

Ted couldn't help himself anymore, he was holding his sides, leaning against the counter, laughing ~~~~

Brian was bored. The only problem with his "never fuck the same one twice" rule was... well he had fucked everyone already. Babylon was packed with hot, sweaty, half naked men he has had already. He sighed, ready to give up, none of his friends were there so there was no point in staying. He put his beam down and headed towards the front doors when he bumped into someone.

"watch it, ass-hole" they said in stereo, they turned to each other and stared. Brian was shocked, he had never seen someone so.... beautiful? stunning? There wasn't a word for it, just...

"wow" he breathed ~~~~

Justin was wide awake, he had gotten in around 12:30, went to Ted's place, saw that Ted was asleep, dropped off his stuff and headed for Babylon, the gay dance club his cousin talked about all the time. He waded through the mass of sweaty bodies, he hadn't gotten ten feet into the club before someone bumped into him, hard.

"Watch it, ass-hole!" Justin yelled over the music, just as the other man yelled the same thing. The man tuned towards him and Justin was stunned. No words could describe the being standing before him. He was...

"wow" Justin whispered ~~~~

Brian stared for a while, while the blonde stared back. Someone bumped into his back, and he seemed to snap back to reality, he smirked. He ran his eyes down the twink's slim body. When he got back to the kids face, he saw that the blonde was doing the same to him. Blue eyes met his, and Brian was grounded once again, he had to have him.

"So, wanna get out of here?"

The blonde smiled, "you promise not to kill me, chop me up into little pieces, and feed me to your dog?"

The look on Brians face the must have been funny, cause he started laughing, realizing that the kid was joking, he smirked.

"Ill try" he said simply

"good enough" Justin yelled over the music and turned toward the exit, obviously expecting Brian to follow. 'What have I gotten myself into?' He followed Justin out, Smiling.