HAPPY BIRTHDAY Shay!!! This is for you. Enjoy everyone.
Chris was on his bed when he heard a knock on his window. He sat up and looked outside to see Justin. He quickly opened the window and let the blond in. “What are you doing here? And climbing a tree? Justin, really. Are you nuts?” Chris asked. Justin shook his head and sat down on the bed. “You could get hurt.” Chris told him. “Are you already healed?” “It’s been almost two months.” Justin said. “I’m okay.” Chris nodded and sat down. “What are you doing here?” Chris asked. Justin shrugged. “Nothing else works. Not drinking, not fucking, neither does getting high.” Justin told him. “So, I though that maybe talking would help.” Chris nodded and watched Justin. He could tell that his friend was in a bad place. He was relieved that Justin had finally decided to talk to someone. “Don’t you think you should be talking to a professional or at least Brian?” Chris asked. “He knows what you guys are going through.” Justin sighed and shook his head. “I can’t look at him.” Justin told him. “Why?” Chris asked. “How the fuck am I going to?” Justin asked looking at Chris with teary eyes. “I killed my son.” “Fuck!” Chris said getting up. “How can you say that?” “It’s true.” Justin told him. “I didn’t take care of myself. I thought that since it was my second time around I was going to be okay. That I was more prepared for this. I was stressed out and didn’t even know it.” Chris just listened to Justin. “It was my fault.” Justin said. “And on top of all that, Brian had to decide who to save. He must hate me.” “Don’t say that.” Chris told him. “It’s not true.” “It’s the truth. I didn’t take care of myself and my baby paid for it.” Justin hissed. “And Brian…Brian…he is a mess. He is crying all the time and I don’t know what to do.” “Then be there for him. This is not easy, Justin. For him or you.” Chris told him. Justin nodded and rubbed his face. “You guys need each other.” Chris told him. “I know.” Justin whispered. “Hey, can I stay here tonight?” Chris nodded. Justin smiled and got in the bed. Once Justin was asleep, Chris called Brian and told him where the blond was. Then he went to sleep and hoped that they would be okay. *** “My god, Mike.” Chris said smiling. “How much stuff did you buy?” Michael smiled as he watched Chris going over the stuff he had gotten for the baby. He was just going to buy a few things, but he had the brilliant idea to go with Emmett. “Aw.” Chris said as he saw the little, talking, baby bear that Michael had gotten for the baby. Michael smirked and sat in the bed. He leaned back and frowned a little when his hand hit something under the pillow. He pulled it out and smirked. “What is this?” Michael asked holding a dildo in his hand. Chris turned around and blushed. “Put that back.” Chris told him. Michael laughed and put it back under the pillow. He got up and walked over to Chris. Chris frowned and looked at the floor. Then he smiled and looked at Michael. “What do you want me to tell you, Mike?” Chris asked. “I get like super horny these days.” Michael smirked and nodded before he caressed Chris’s face. “So you masturbate…a lot?” Michael asked, pleased to know that there wasn’t anybody that could help Chris with that particular itch. Chris nodded. “Yup. I just imagine it’s you and boy, do I cum.” Chris said. “And cum.” Michael looked at Chris and smiled. “Is that so?” Michael asked as he cut any space in between them. Chris nodded and felt like they were in slow motion when Michael brought his hand to the back of his neck and pulled him even closer. Michael caressed Chris’s face with his free hand and smiled. He pulled his man to him and kissed him hard. He had dreamed of the day he had Chris back in his arms. “I love you.” Chris told him crying. “Shhh.” Michael whispered as he turned them around and towards the bed. Chris sat on the edge of the bed and looked up at Michael. He slowly undid Michael’s pants and then lowered Michael’s brief down too. Michael took off his shirt and then took Chris’s shirt off too. “Fuck.” Michael hissed as Chris licked his hard cock. Chris took hold of Michael’s cock and kissed the head before sucking it in his mouth. Michael licked his lips and let Chris do what he wanted for a while before he pulled the blond away. Chris looked up and smiled. He moved back in the bed and Michael took off his pants. “I missed you.” Michael told him. Chris nodded towards the door and Michael went and locked it. He smiled and extended his hands towards Michael. He was so happy that they were going to be okay. *** Brian came into the house and closed the door. He found Justin in the kitchen nursing a drink. He frowned and stared at the blond. “What?” Justin asked. “Why are you drinking?” Brian asked. “It’s three in the afternoon, Justin.” “I’m sure it's happy hour some place in the world. I’m just helping them out.” Justin told him. Brian rolled his eyes. “I went to see Frederic today.” Brian told him. “If you want to know.” Justin looked at Brian and nodded slightly. “I’m not ready. He said to wait a few more days.” Brian said. Justin nodded and served himself another drink. “We need to talk.” Brian said. “And if you move away from me again, when you pass out, I’ll tie you down and then we will talk.” Justin arched a brow and nodded. He came around the kitchen island and sat on one of the stools. “So? Talk.” Justin said. “I know that things have been hard.” Brian said shifting his weight. “I don’t know what else to do to help you.” “I don’t need any help, Brian.” Justin assured him. “I’m okay.” “No, you're not.” Brian told him. “You're taking this hard.” “Brian, seriously. I am okay with it.” Justin said. “Don’t worry about it.” “You won’t play with Liam anymore. You won’t even look at him or me.” Brian pointed out. “I’ve been busy, Brian.” Justin said. “And I look at you.” Brian arched a brow, but Justin didn’t see him because he was staring at his drink. “You are drinking like crazy and doing drugs and…fucking other guys.” Brian choked out. “I was just dealing with this!” Justin yelled. “Fuck! I’m sorry, okay?” Brian shook his head. He really wasn’t worried about Justin fucking other guys. He knew the blond loved him. “Why don’t you cry?” Brian asked. Justin shrugged. “I don’t know, Brian.” Justin said putting his drink on the island. “I guess I don’t need to.” Justin’s hands were shaking and Brian could see it. “He is dead.” Brian said. Justin looked up at Brian and frowned. “He is dead.” Brian repeated. “Fuck you.” Justin hissed as he got up from stool. “He is dead.” Brian said more forcefully as he moved closer. Justin gripped the edge of the back of the stool. He closed his eyes and tried to push Brian’s words out. “He is dead, Justin!” Brian screamed. “Shut the fuck up, Brian!” Justin hissed. “I won’t.” Brian told him as he stood in front of Justin. “He is dead. We lost our baby, Justin!” Justin gasped and something inside of him just broke. “I know! I fucking know! Goddamn! Fuck you! I fucking know.” Justin screamed as tears started to fall. “I fucking know. I know.” Justin whimpered and moved to the side, grabbing his glass and throwing it against the wall before grabbing the bottle and doing the same. He fell to the floor and started sobbing loudly. Brian kneeled next to him and embraced him. He thought Justin was never going to stop crying. He was crying himself but more silently. Justin finally pulled away and looked away from Brian. “I can’t even look you in the face, Brian!” Justin screamed. “I just can’t. I let our child die. I was too stressed out and didn’t even know it. I killed our child!” “Don’t you fucking say that!” Brian screamed. “It wasn’t your fault. It just happened, Justin. No one could have done anything.” “I am so sorry.” Justin told him as he got up. Brian frowned as he watched Justin leave the house. He looked around and frowned, not sure how he was going to get up. He really didn’t want to. He was so tired. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He wasn’t sorry that he had screamed at Justin, but his blond had finally cried. He wasn’t going to give up until he made Justin see that it wasn’t anybody’s fault what had happened. *** “What are you doing in the floor?” Jack asked. “I can’t get up.” Brian said. Jack smiled and helped him up. “Where is Justin?” Jack asked. “I thought you guys were going to talk.” “We did more screaming.” Brian said as he walked to the living room. “But he finally cried.” Jack nodded and smiled sadly. Brian rubbed his belly and took a deep breath. “When are you due, Brian?” Jack asked suddenly. “I turned nine months six days ago, Dad.” Brian said. “Frederick said I wasn’t ready yet.” “Shit.” Jack murmured. “I think…” Brian said and took a deep breath. “I think things are going to be okay.” Jack looked at Brian and wondered what his son was talking about, Justin or his pregnancy. “It’s going to be hard. But Justin is coming around. I guess, now it's my turn to be strong.” Brian said seriously. Jack smiled and nodded. “I know this is not the time to tell you this, but…” Jack said and took a deep breath. “I was out and guess who I saw.” “Who?” Brian asked raising a brow. “Your mom.” Jack said. Brian groaned. “We talked for a while and I told her that you are pregnant?” Jack told him. “You did what?” Brian asked screaming. “Have you lost your mind?” Jack shook his head. “She seemed fine with it.” Jack told him. “She was probably drunk and too numb to feel anything.” Brian spat out. “Don’t talk like that, Sonny Boy.” Jack told him. Brian sighed. “She wants you to call her.” Jack told him. “Whenever you can.” Brian groaned. *** Brian yawned and rubbed his belly. He looked to the floor where Liam had been playing with his toys and smiled. Liam had fallen asleep on top of his stuffed animals. “I guess he was beat. I’ll take him to bed.” Jack said. “No. That’s okay. I’ll do that in a minute.” Brian said looking at Jack. “How are you going to lift him up?” Jack asked smirking. “I’ll do it.” Justin said coming from the living room. “Are you sure?” Brian asked. Justin nodded, then picked him up and took him to his room. Brian and Jack looked at each other and smiled. “He’s trying. I told you to take it easy.” Jack told him. Brian nodded. “Did you call your mom?” Jack asked. “Dad.” Brian whined. “I don’t have time.” Jack shook his head and chuckled. “I’m going out.” Jack said. Brian arched a brow. “Be back before twelve.” Brian teased. “Right, Sonny Boy.” Jack said smiling. “Oh.” “What?” Brian asked. “Did I tell you that I decided to stay?” Jack asked. Brian smiled widely. “At least for a while.” Jack told him. “A long one.” “You can stay here.” Brian told him. “Thank you. But I already saw an apartment.” Jack told him. “I’ll talk to you about it later.” Jack then left and Justin came into the kitchen again. “Why don’t you go and lie down. You must be exhausted.” Justin suggested. Brian smiled and nodded. He could see that Justin looked different. More rested and he breathed easier. He went to bed but couldn’t sleep. He got up and found Justin working on an assignment. “Hey.” Justin said. “What’s wrong?” “I can’t sleep.” Brian told him. “Would you…would you come to bed?” Justin looked at Brian for a few seconds and then nodded. He got up and followed Brian. He took of his clothes and got in bed with the brunet. “I’m not drinking anymore.” Justin said out of the blue. Brian smiled. “I’m sorry for what I did.” Justin told him. Brian stayed quiet. “I’ll make it better.” Justin said. “We’ll deal with it together.” Brian told him. Justin turned to his side and leaned forward. He kissed Brian on the cheek and then turned on his back again. Brian smiled as he looked at Justin. He turned off the lamp to the side of his bed and the room went completely dark. He moved closer to Justin, but the blond moved away so Brian turned back to where he had been previously. He frowned and lay down staring at the ceiling. He pouted and wondered if Justin was mad at him or what. A few minutes later he felt Justin’s arm on his chest and Brian smiled and closed his eyes.