“Where were you?” Brian asked as he watched the blond entering the loft.

Justin walked to the bedroom and started to take off his clothes.  He then went towards the bathroom to take a shower.  

“Where the fuck were you?” Brian asked again in a demanding tone.

“Out!” Justin hissed.  

Brian pinched the bridge of his nose.  “Have you gone crazy?  There is someone out there that...”

“That is killing the people that I love?” Justin asked his voice carrying throughout the loft.

“I have lost friends too,” Brian pointed out.

“Right Brian,” Justin told him as he started the shower.

Brian shook his head.  “You were gone for one fucking day!  I didn’t know where the fuck you were!  I was scared okay.  I...fuck!”

“What the fuck do you care, Brian?” Justin asked.  “I don’t live here and you don’t fucking own me.  I have my own place,” then he remembered that it had been theirs, his and Daphne’s.

“You are just so fucking...” Brian didn’t finish as he saw how Justin collapsed and started crying.  He got in the shower without thinking it twice.  He held Justin as the blond cried.  “What the fuck happened, Justin?”

“I was there, Brian,” Justin sobbed. “I went home and...I couldn’t take it.”

Brian shook his head.  He couldn’t believe the blond had done something like that.

“I just wanted to get some things,” Justin told him.  

Brian pulled back and watched as Justin composed himself.  

“I went to Woody’s,” Justin told him.  “I just kept drinking and then...I went with some guy.  I wanted to feel something, anything but the pain I was feeling.”

“Were you careful?” Brian asked.

“Yeah,” Justin nodded.  “I was, Brian.”

“Good,” Brian got up and pulled Justin up.  “You take a shower and I am going to go change, okay?”

“Okay,” Justin said.  

Brian got out of the shower and shook his head.  He took off his clothes and then went in search of new ones.  When he had dressed again he went to the bathroom to leave his wet clothes there.  He looked at Justin briefly and then went back outside.  

He got in the bed and waited for the blond.  He thought long and hard about what he was going to ask the blond.  He made up his mind and there was no going back, he was sure of what he wanted.

“Brian,” Justin muttered thinking that the brunet had fallen asleep.

Brian sat up and then leaned back on his elbows.  “I thought you had gone down the drain,” he smirked.  

Justin shook his head.  He went over to get some briefs.  He opened the drawer and got out a pair of gray briefs that Brian had bought him.  He put them on and then looked at Brian.  “I’m sorry that I made you worry.”

“Come here,” Brian told him.

Justin frowned. 

“Come on, Justin,” Brian extended his hand.

Justin took it and sat in the bed facing the brunet.  “What are we doing?” Justin asked.

“I think we need to talk,” Brian told him.

“Okay,” Justin answered worried.

“I think you should come live with me,” Brian said.  “At least until the detective catch the killer.”

Justin shook his head.  “I don’t want to bother you, Brian.”

“Justin,” Brian sighed.  “I want you to be safe.”

Justin thought about it and nodded slowly.  He didn’t want to go back to the apartment but he didn’t have any other place to go.  Staying with Brian was the obvious choice.

“I don’t want you to go back to the apartment,” Brian said.  “I’ll get your things.”

“Brain, you don’t have to do this,” Justin assured him.

“I want to do it,” Brian said.  

Justin bit his lower lip and frowned.  

“What?” Brian asked knowing that something was bothering Justin.

Justin’s eyes watered.  “I am trying so hard, Brian.”

Brian felt his chest tightening.  It was moments like this that he felt useless.  

“I can’t do it,” Justin told him.  “My world is falling to pieces.”

Brian grabbed him by the arm and pulled him closer.  “You are one of the strongest people I know.  You can deal with it Sunshine.  You have me here to help you.”

Justin shook his head and held on to the brunet. “I miss her so much.”

“I know,” Brian told him as he caressed Justin’s hair.  “But you have to keep on going.”

“What if I can’t, Brian?” Justin asked.

“Jus,” Brian whispered.  He kissed him slowly and then he pulled back.  “I won’t let you quit.”

Justin straddled Brian’s body and hugged him.  He didn’t know what he would do if he didn’t have Brian with him.

***

Debbie put a plate of fries in front of Justin along with a strawberry shake.  “Here you go sweetie.”

“I’m not hungry,” Justin told her.

“Oh come on,” Debbie sat down.  “You have to eat something.”

Justin just shook his head and kept on sketching.  

“What do you have there, Sunshine?” Debbie asked.

“I’m doing some sketches to send to Michael,” the blond said.  

Debbie smiled from ear to ear.  “I miss my boy so much,” she told him.  “But he’s happy and that’s what counts.”

“You are great, Deb,” Justin told her.  “Anyone would give anything to have a mother like you.”

Debbie smiled at him.  “Thank you, honey.”

“Hey,” Brian said as he took of his shades.  “Deb.”

Debbie got up.  “He is great.”

The corners of Brian’s mouth twitched, but he was used to fighting smiles all the time.  “I know.”

“Can I get you anything?” Debbie asked.

“We are leaving,” Brian told her.  “I got all your things.”

Justin frowned.  “What about hers?”

“I didn’t touch them, Jus,” Brian sighed.  “I guess her parents can do it or...we could do it later.”

Justin nodded and got up.   When they got home they took Justin’s things up.  Between the two of them they finished fairly quickly, Justin didn’t have that many stuff.   

“I am happy to be home,” Brian said.  “I have had some fucking day.”

“Poor you,” Justin said standing in the kitchen.  He was making some hot chocolate.  “Do you want some Brian?”

“Sure,” Brian walked up to him and kissed him on the cheek.  “You smell good,” the brunet purred.

Justin nodded and then gave Brian his cup.  “Watch it, it’s hot.”

“I like hot things,” Brian said and went to take a sip.  “Fuck!” he burned himself.

Justin looked at Brian like he was stupid and then he started laughing.

“Don’t laugh,” Brian warned as he touched his lips.

Justin rolled his lips inside his mouth but still his shoulders shook a little. 

Brian was going to yell ‘you are laughing’ but stopped himself.  He put the cup of hot chocolate down and pushed Justin against the fridge.  

“Brian no!” Justin yelled as the brunet started tickling him.  

“Laugh now, Sunshine,” Brian told him.

“Oh god!” Justin was slipping to the floor.  “No more!”

Brian and Justin ended up on the floor. Justin was on his back trying to get away while Brian was straddling him.  Then it all stopped and Brian smiled at him.  He kissed him and pulled back.  

“What?” Justin asked.

“Nothing,” Brian told him.  The truth was that he was happy to see the blond laughing and giving him that unique smile that made him called the blond Sunshine.  

***

Brian was walking around as he watched everyone inside Babylon.  He knew that his blond was there somewhere.  He smirked when he saw the blond looking at him.  He turned around and went to get a drink.  He was relaxing against the bar when he saw a guy talking with Justin. He watched for a while, concluding that they knew each other.  He stayed there silently watching every move.

“Brian,” Justin said as he came to the bar.  “Come dance with me.”

Brian wrapped his arm around Justin’s waist and pulled him closer.  He kissed him hard and then pulled back.  “Who was that?”

Justin smiled a little bit.  “Jealous?”

Brian groaned and didn’t say a thing.

“Justin,” the guy that he had been talking to approached him again.

Brian frowned.

“Hey, Ethan,” Justin said.  “What’s up?”

“Do you want to dance?” Ethan asked.

“Are you fucking blind?” Brian growled.  “He already has someone to dance with.”

Ethan opened his mouth to say something but stopped.  “I just thought...”

“That what?” Brian asked.  “That you could get someone like him?”

“Brian,” Justin protested.  “Could you stop it?”

Brian looked at Justin and then turned to the bartender.  He asked for a glass of double beam.  

“Ethan this is Brian,” Justin said.  “He’s my boyfriend.”

“Oh,” Ethan said.  “I didn’t know you had one.”

“That’s okay,” Justin said.

Brian turned his attention back to them.  “How did you guys meet?”

“School,” Ethan said.

Brian didn’t like the guy one bit.  He felt like the guy was nothing but bad news.  

“Ethan plays the violin,” Justin said.  “He’s really good.”

“I hate that kind of music,” Brian told them dryly.  “Sounds like someone skinning a cat.”

Justin smiled knowing that Brian was being an asshole on purpose.  “Well, I happen to like it.”

“You have no taste,” Brian said.

“Guess we can call you an ogre,” Justin crossed his arms and arched a brow.  “I mean if I don’t have no taste you must look pretty awful.”

Brian smirked.  “Got jokes?”

Justin grinned back.  “Are you going to act like an asshole?” Justin asked knowing that Brian was saying that about Ethan’s music because he was jealous.  He was starting to get to know Brian really good.

“I think I’m going to go,” Ethan said suddenly uncomfortable with the direction of the conversation.

“Bye,” Brian said and suddenly he grabbed Justin and started pulling him away from the bar.

“Where the fuck are we going?” Justin asked annoyed.

“Home,” Brian said.

“After what you did why would I want to go home with you?” Justin asked.  “Beside, we haven’t been here that long.”

“Get in, Justin,” Brian said.

“You don’t own me, Brian,” Justin told him.

Brian opened the door to the Jeep.  “Please, Justin,” he said knowing that the blond would relent if he was polite about it.

Justin rolled his eyes and got inside as well.  One day he was going to put his foot down and they were going to do what he wanted.  They didn’t talk at all in the way to the loft and once they were inside the silence continued.

“Brian,” Justin said frustrated.  “What is going on? Why were you so mean?  He’s just a friend and nothing else.”

Brian walked over to him and touched Justin’s chest as he lost himself in deep blue eyes.  “So you are all mine?”

“You have problems,” Justin said narrowing his eyes.  “You know I’m yours.”

“Good,” Brian caressed Justin’s neck.  

“Tell me,” Justin muttered as he closed his eyes.

Brian smirked and pushed Justin against one of the steel columns.  He started kissing Justin on the neck, the cheeks, the forehead, his lips, his shoulders, his eyes, just little pecks that would tease Justin.  Then the brunet said it. “I love you.”

It felt to Justin like he was high.  He didn’t need any drugs to feel flying high above each time Brian said that.  “I love you too, Brian.”

Brian nodded and grabbed Justin by the shirt.  He started walking with the blond to the bed.  

“Are we going to fuck?” Justin asked like a little kid.

“Yes,” Brian answered.  “I’m going to push hard inside that tight hole,” he muttered over Justin’s ear.

Justin closed his eyes and licked his lips.  He couldn’t wait.  His body was sensitive to the brunet’s touch.  Each time Brian touched him he felt himself falling.

“Get on the bed,” Brian told him when they were both naked.

Justin walked over to the bed and got in.  Brian was behind him in just seconds.  He pushed Justin on his back and got on top of him.

“I want you now,” Justin urged him.

“Beg me,” Brian said kissing Justin’s chest.  Then his mouth moved to one of Justin’s nipples.  

“I want you to fuck me hard,” Justin gasped as Brian bit one of his nipples.  “Fuck now!”

Brian chuckled as he pulled back.  He got on his knees and started to jerk Justin.  He kept watching the blond under him.  Some days he still didn’t know how Justin had managed to get through his barriers.  Justin never backed away from all the things he done to the blond; Justin just pushed harder.  Brian knew that he would die if something happened to his blond.

“Brian,” Justin started shaking his head.  His hand stopped Brian’s hand.  “Please.”

Brian grabbed a condom and put it on.  He grabbed the lube and prepared Justin quickly.  

“Yes,” Justin groaned as Brian started fucking him.  He pulled Brian closed to him and they started kissing.  

Justin kept stopping his movements for a few seconds and Brian knew he was trying to hold back.  Justin liked to get really close to cumming and then pulling back.  

“Jus,” Brian muttered.

Justin opened his eyes.  And Brian grabbed him by the neck and started squeezing.  

“Bri,” Justin panted.  He grabbed Brian’s hand and tried to push him away.

“Mine,” Brian growled as he pushed hard inside the blond, trying to stake his claim.  He let go of Justin’s neck and kissed him hard.

Justin wrapped his arms around Brian’s neck and moved with the man.  Sometimes, Brian really scared the shit out of him.  He didn’t know what had gotten into the brunet other than he was just jealous.

“God,” Justin yelled and then he lost all control.  He was shooting his cum in between them.

Brian was cumming just like him.  As soon as he had his breathing controlled he pulled away from Justin.

“Brain?” Justin asked but the brunet didn’t answer.

Brian didn’t even want to look at Justin.

“Brian,” Justin hissed.

“Did I hurt you?” Brian asked.

Justin frowned and rubbed his neck.

“Fuck,” Brian said as he got up from the bed.  He grabbed his pack of cigarettes and then left the bedroom.

Justin rolled his eyes and got out of the bed.  He grabbed the duvet and then followed Brian.  “Brian, I’m okay.”

Brian was by the window, smoking.  He didn’t turn back as Justin wrapped his arms around him.

“I’m really okay,” Justin told him.  “You just scared me.”

Brian turned to look at him and nodded.  “I can’t lose you.”

Justin smiled and stayed quiet.  

“I won’t let you go, Jus,” Brian told him.  “Never,” he knew he would just die if the blond left him for someone else.

***

“How are you?” Brian asked.

“Good,” Michael told him.  “I like it here.”

“Maybe I will go visit you someday,” Brian told him.

“Just let me know,” Michael told him.  “Are you and Justin okay?”

“Yes,” Brian said.  “He’s such a good little boy.”

“I bet,” Michael laughed.  “How is he?”

Brian sighed.  “He’s trying really hard.  He’s pretending like he’s completely okay but sometimes I see him crying and then pretending its allergies.  I try to be there as much as he lets me.”

Michael rubbed his forehead.  “It sucks man.  Things are going to get better but it’s going to take time.”

“Yeah,” Brian cleared his through.  “So tell me, what’s with you.”

“I’m getting married,” Michael told him.

“Jesus Christ!” Brian said as he pinched the bridge of his nose.  “I’m not going.”

“Why not Brian?” Michael asked shouting.

“Because,” Brian said.  “Then I would have to take Justin and he is going to want to get married.”

Michael stayed silent for a few seconds and then started laughing.  “You are so fucking whipped man.”

“But you are the one getting married, right?” Brian rolled his eyes.

“Who is getting married?” Justin asked.

“You see what you did,” Brian said.  “Michael is on the phone,” he lifted the phone towards Justin.

“No way,” Justin grabbed the phone quickly.  He walked away with it to talk to Michael.

Brian watched him from afar.  He smiled every time Justin started laughing.  He got up and walked to the kitchen.  He took some water from the fridge and raised a brow when Justin walked his way without the phone.  

“He had to hang up,” Justin said.  “Hunter was misbehaving or something.”

“I’m not surprised,” Brian told him.

“How long has Hunter been living with Michael?” Justin asked.

“About four seven years or so, he ran away from home because his stepfather was abusing him sexually,” Brian said.

“Fuck,” Justin couldn’t believe it.

“Yeah, he was the one that gave him HIV,” Brian looked at Justin.  “It’s a horrible story.”

“Damn,” Justin said.  

“Why did you ask me?”  Brian asked.

“I was just wondering,” Justin said and went to get his book.

“Don’t be getting any ideas,” Brian called after him.  He wasn’t going to adopt any kids.

Justin turned around.  “What?” he smirked and then walked away.

“Never mind,” Brian told him taking a sip from the bottled water.

“Can you believe that Michael is getting married?” Justin asked moving back towards Brian.

Brian shook his head.  He could already see it coming, Justin wanting the same thing.

“Are you going?” Justin asked.  “You are like the best man.”

Brian smiled at Justin.  “Yeah sure.”

“Am I going?” Justin asked.

“If you want to,” Brian walked to his desk and sat down.

Justin frowned.  “Hey,” he smiled.  “I have something to ask you.”

“What?” Brian asked.  He knew that the blond was just going to bring the issue about marriage.  

“I invited a few people over,” Justin said.  “For a ‘get together’...kind of,” he shrugged.  “They are coming tomorrow.”

“And you’re telling me now?” Brian asked.  

“Can I have it here?” Justin frowned and hoped Brian didn’t say no.

Brian watched Justin’s face shine in anticipation, conscious that the blond really wanted this.  He was his old Justin, more alive than he seen him in weeks.  Brian nodded his consent.  He didn’t want to cloud Justin’s day.

“You are the best,” Justin said and walked over to Brian. 

Brian smirked and saw the benefits of being on Justin’s good side when the blond kneeled in front of him.  Apparently Justin was going to thank him.

***

“I don’t see them,” Justin said.

Brian looked at Justin and shook his head.  Justin was so impatient about seeing Michael, Duncan and Hunter or more likely just Duncan.  Ever since the announcement of the wedding Duncan and Justin spent a lot of time talking on the phone.  Brian knew that they had become good friends.  

“There they are!” Justin said and took off walking.  

Brian just walked behind the blond.

Justin hugged Duncan.  “It’s so great to have you here.”

“It’s good to be back,” Duncan told him.

“Can we move it along?” Hunter asked.

“Someone is eager,” Justin said.

“He wants to see his girlfriend,” Duncan said.  “You should see the phone bill.”

Justin smirked and helped Duncan with his carry on.

“So,” Brian said putting and arm around Michael’s shoulders.

“I have missed you,” Michael said.  

Brian nodded and stayed silent.  

“How is everyone?” Michael asked.

“They are okay,” Brian assured him as they walked at a slower place. “So, you really are doing this?”

“Yeah,” Michael said.  “I fell in love with that twat.”

Brian laughed.  He had his own twat to deal with but he wouldn’t have it any other way.  Justin was his life now and he was happy.

“That bag is mine,” Hunter said when they got to the claim area. 

“Okay,” Justin said and with Duncan’s help they got it out.

They waited a few minutes as the rest of the luggage was loaded into the carrousel.  They continued talking to each other catching up on past events.

“Okay,” Duncan said when he grabbed the last bag.  “That’s everything.”

“I’ll take this,” Justin told them.

“Can we go now?” Hunter asked.

Brian had one of Michael’s bags.  “Are we set?”

Michael nodded and once again they started walking behind everyone else.  “How is Justin?”

“He is okay,” Brian told him.  “He’s going to be just fine.  He’s strong.”

“Good to hear,” Michael thought about inquiring if anything bad had happened lately but he didn’t wanted to know.  

“So, what does Duncan do?” Brian asked.  “I don’t think anybody has ever told me.”

“He’s a writer,” Michael grabbed his baggage.

“Uh, another one of those,” Brian smirked and shook his head.

“He’s good,” Michael looked at Duncan.  “Really good.”

“Good for him,” Brian saw Justin fighting with Hunter over a bag.  “I’ll take it,” he grabbed it away from the two of them.  “The rental is this way,” and he started walking ahead of everyone.

“What color is it?” Hunter asked.

“Black,” Justin said.  “Are you surprised?”

Michael laughed.  He was glad to be home.  By the look of things it seemed like Brian was very happy.  His friend looked comfortable and serene with Justin by his side.

“Get in the car,” Brian told Hunter.

Hunter didn’t mind at all.  He got in the back and waited.

“Jesus,” Brian said.  “What the fuck do you have here?”

“The toys,” Michael joked.

“Michael,” Duncan protested.

“I can’t wait for us to hang out again,” Justin told Duncan.

Duncan nodded.  “I think we are ready to go.”

Brian finished putting the last of the luggage in the trunk and then slammed it shut.  He didn’t want to see Justin talking so closely with Duncan.  He walked to the driver’s seat but didn’t get in.  He watched Justin who was smiling at him and wearing a look that Brian could not read.  “What?” Brian asked not knowing what the fuck was going on.

“Nothing,” Justin told him.  He got so horny when Brian got jealous.

“Come on, people,” Hunter said sticking his head out of the window.  “I know you get slow with old age but you guys have a few good years in you.”

“Don’t start,” Michael told him.  “Put your seatbelt on.”

Justin laughed and looked at Brian.  “Want one?” he wondered if they would ever get kids.

“Are you insane?” Brian asked shaking his head.  

When they got everything inside the car they got in and left.  It was going to be a wild time with Michael’s return home to get married.