VERY IMPORTANT
Whatever is underlined is something that it’s being said but not out loud.
Whatever is underlined plus in italics is something that it’s being said in both forms.
Whatever is in bold letters is written down.
Brian came by the diner when Justin was about to get off. When Justin saw Brian he felt like a complete idiot. He had been thinking that Brian had just gone out with him once so he wouldn’t feel bad.
“How are you doing, Sunshine?” Brian asked sitting in a stool.
Justin smiled.
“Good.”
“Does that mean okay?” Brian asked.
Justin shook his head with a little smile.
“Great?”
Justin shook his head again.
“Good?”
Justin nodded and showed him a thumb up.
“I’m so getting better at this.” Brian told him.
Justin shook his head telling him no with a little smile of amusement.
“I have something for you. Would you come to my loft so I can give it to you?” Brian asked.
Justin raised his brow a little scared. Brian laughed.
“It’s nothing like that. I really do have something.”
Justin smiled and nodded. Ten minutes later they were both walking out of the diner and towards Brian’s jeep. Brian drove them to the loft. The ride to the loft was silent. Brian had tried to talk to him but Justin, not being able to see his face, had stayed quiet.
“We are here.” Brian said and got out.
Justin got out and followed Brian. They took the elevator and in not time where at the loft.
“Nice place.” Justin told him.
Brian just stared at Justin. Justin shook his left hand in front of Brian signaling him to forget it.
“I’m sorry, I can’t understand half of the things you are saying. You can understand every thing I say, right?”
Justin walked up to Brian and pointed at Brian’s lips and then at his eyes.
“As long as you can read my lips.” Brian whispered.
Justin nodded.
“Okay.” Brian murmured and closed the door to the loft.
Brian watched Justin looking around the place. He walked to the kitchen and took two beers from the fridge. He walked to where Justin was looking at his art and gave him one. Justin nodded showing his appreciation and then showed Brian’s his watch.
“You have to go.”
Justin nodded.
“Right, I’ll be right back.” Brian said.
When he came back Justin was sitting in the couch looking at some magazines Brian had. He got up as soon as he saw Brian and walked over to him.
“This is for you.”
Justin took the box and opened it. He frowned when he saw the little cell phone. He picked the cell phone up and looked at Brian with teary eyes.
“Justin, what’s wrong?”
Justin started pointing frantically from the phone to him to Brian. He started to talk in sign language but Brian didn’t understand what Justin was trying to tell him. Brian then took his phone and taking his time he dialed something in it. Justin stopped to look at the cell phone which had started to vibrate. He looked at Brian that was smirking at then back at the screen. Justin opened the message that he had.
Could you stop acting like a chicken with his head cut off?
Justin looked up and Brian and smiled and then pouted.
“Don’t you like it?”
Justin nodded.
“My phone is there under hot stud.” Brian told him.
Justin looked up at Brian like he was crazy but when he checked it was true. Justin just shook his head at Brian's weird ideas.
“Okay then. I’ll take you to your house.”
Justin nodded and once again they were back in the jeep. Brian kissed him on the cheek goodbye and Justin gave him a little smile. Brian left a little bothered by the whole situation until his phone started ringing. He picked it up and saw that Justin had send him a message.
I’m sorry for being such an idiot. Want to come up?
Brian smiled and turned around. It had been a good idea after all.
***
Brian entered the diner on Monday morning to find the guys there having breakfast. Debbie was on the phone yelling at someone. Brian sat down across from Michael and smiled.
“What’s with her?” Brian asked.
“One of the waiters called in saying he was sick. She is trying to find someone to take over for him.”
Brian nodded and his eyes landed on Justin who was sitting on one of the stools having breakfast.
“Justin! Justin!”
Brian looked at Debbie and frowned.
“He cannot hear you.” Brian told her.
Debbie looked at Brian like he had grown a third eye before she smiled at him and nodded. She walked over to Justin and started talking to him.
“What do you mean he cannot hear her?” Michael asked. “You would have to be fucking deaf not to hear her.”
Brian glared at Michael.
“Oh my god. Is he?” Emmett asked.
Brian nodded and brought his attention back to Justin. Justin was shaking his head pretty furiously at what Debbie was saying. Brian got up and walked over to them.
“What’s going on?”
“I’m asking him to cover some of the tables.” Debbie said. “Please, Justin. You can understand me, can’t you?”
Justin nodded.
“Then please,”
"I can’t." Justin told her.
"What does that mean?" Debbie asked looking at Brian.
Brian, knowing that Justin was free today, guessed that the young man was just nervous about waiting on customers.
"Well, he said he would be delighted." Brian told her.
Debbie hugged Justin and thanked him. Justin glared at Brian.
"What? Isn’t that what you said? You can do it, Sunshine."
Justin looked at Brian and shook his head.
“Yeah you can.” Brian insisted.
Justin bit his lower lip. Brian smiled and pulled Justin into his arms. He grabbed him by the waist loosely.
“Are you scared?” Brian asked in a low voice staring at Justin.
Justin nodded.
“I believe in you baby.” Brian told him.
Justin smiled brightly and looked around. He squared his shoulders ready to give it a try. Brian watched him with a smile.
“Now get that hot bubble butt of yours to work.” Brian told him smiling and then bent down to kiss him.
Everyone in the diner stopped to look at them.
“If anyone gives you any grief, they will have to answer to me.” Brian told him and Justin smiled.
Debbie had been watching and hearing the whole thing and smiled. Brian went back to sit down with the guys. Justin sat down to finish his food before he went and started work as a waiter instead of a busboy.
“Brian, what was all that about?” Michael asked. “Why did you kiss him?”
“Because he is hot.” Emmett said. “How is he in bed?”
“First, and very important...it’s none of your fucking business.” Brian told him.
“Brian, what are you playing at?” Michael asked.
“Drop it, Mikey.” Brian told him.
Debbie put the cup of coffee down.
“Tonight at seven we are having dinner.” Debbie said. “I expect everyone to be there.”
They all nodded. Brian took his cup of coffee.
“And I expect you to bring your boyfriend.”
Brian choked and Ted hit him on the back a little too hard.
“Gee, fucking thanks Ted. Next time you can just kill me. It’ll hurt less.” Brian hissed.
“Sorry,” Ted whispered with a little smile.
Brian looked up at Debbie who was smiling. She turned around and left.
“I don’t do boyfriends.” Brian yelled.
“You are lucky he cannot hear you say that.” Debbie yelled back.
Brian fought the smile that was threatening to come out.
***
Cynthia came in the office with a stack of files. Brian looked up at her like she just had gone crazy.
“Accounts which other ad execs couldn’t get and Vance wants you to check them out.” Cynthia said.
“Fucking perfect.” Brian muttered.
“So what has you in such a good mood?” Cynthia asked.
“You call this a good mood?” Brian asked with an arched brow.
“You came in humming, Brian.”
“I did not!” Brian shouted. “Go away.”
Cynthia giggled and walked away.
“I’ll find out, Brian. Just watch me.” Cynthia told him.
Brian rolled his eyes at her.
“Oh, and Michael is on line one. He doesn’t sound all that happy.” She said before leaving.
“What is it, Mikey?” Brian asked.
“Brian what the hell is going on with you and that kid?” Michael asked.
“I told you it was none of your fucking business.” Brian hissed.
“But Brian.”
“Michael.”
“Fine, are you coming to Babylon after dinner at Ma’s?” Michael asked.
“We’ll see.” Brian told him.
“Are you bringing him?” Michael asked.
“Yeah. I have to or your mother would have my balls.” Brian said.
“You don’t like him, do you?” Michael asked.
“Mikey, you are doing it again.” Brian warned him.
“I’m sorry.” Michael whined. “I have to go. I have customers.”
Brian hung up and took a deep breath. He didn’t have any idea what he was doing with Justin. He had never spent so much time with someone he wanted to fuck without actually fucking him. Brian smiled at the thought of having Justin naked on his bed. He shook his head and started to work. He would get to see the blond later and daydream.