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Justin was writing an essay in the computer when Brian kissed him on the shoulder. “I can’t now, Brian.” “Come with me,” Brian told him. “Brian,” Justin whined. “I’m doing my homework.” “It will be quick,” Brian assured him. “That’s what you always say,” Justin protested. “Where are we going?” Brian walked with Justin to the living room. He smiled and then pushed play with the remote that he had been holding. Soft music started to play and Justin just arched a brow. Brian threw the remote on the sofa and then extended his hand towards the blond. “Want to dance?” Brian asked. “Are you serious?” Justin asked with a wide smile. “Yes!” Brian smiled and they started dancing. “I can’t believe this,” Justin said. “Why are you doing this?” “Just because,” Brian muttered. “You are so sweet,” Justin told him as he moved from side to side holding on to Brian. “I know,” Brian told him. Justin laughed and Brian kissed him on the neck. They kept dancing slowly, kissing from time to time and holding tightly to one another. “You are beautiful,” Brian whispered. “I love you,” Justin told him. “Want to fuck?” Brian asked. Justin laughed out loud. “Brian!” “What?” Brian asked as he gave the blond his best innocent looking smile. “It was just a question.” Justin was about to say yes when there was a knock on the door. “Hold that thought,” Brian said and walked over to the door. When he opened it he frowned. “What do you want?” “I need to talk to you,” Joan said. “Come out here,” she said after having seen Justin. Brian walked outside to his mother. He slid the door but didn’t close it all the way. “What is it?” he asked annoyed. “There was a man at my house,” Joan said. “What you do with your life is not my problem,” Brian told her. “It’s not that,” Joan told him dryly. “You need advice?” Brain asked and then smirked. “You think you are so funny,” Joan spat out. “What do you want?” Brian asked her. “There was a cop at my house today,” she said. “He wanted to know about what had happened with your father.” “What was his name?” Brian asked. “Something Perry,” Joan shook her head. “I wasn’t paying attention to him.” “I know who he is,” Brian got serious. “What did you tell him?” Joan swallowed and shook her head. “Not a thing.” “Okay,” Brian said. “What’s going on?” Joan asked him. “Don’t worry about it,” Brian told her and leaned forward. “No one is going to find out your dirty secret, Mother.” Joan glared at him and took a step back a little bit scare. She put her hand around her neck and swallowed. “I have nothing to hide,” she turned around and left through the stairs very quickly. When Brian went back to the loft Justin was in the bedroom. He closed and locked the door before he walked over to his boyfriend. “What did she want?” Justin asked. “More money?” “No,” Brian sat down on the sofa. He stared at the wall in complete silence. Justin opened his mouth to talk but stopped. He stopped the music and then sat next to the brunet. He put his hand on Brian’s back trying to give him comfort. Brian looked at him. “It’s no big deal.” “What did she say?” Justin asked. Brian kept quiet. “Please, Brian,” Justin looked at Brian’s face. “Tell me. Just trust me.” Brian pulled Justin to him and kissed him. “I trust you baby.” Justin smiled from ear to ear. “She was talking about the accident that my father had years ago. One of the detectives went to ask her about it,” Brian confessed. “Shit,” Justin sighed and his mind started working overtime. “But why would they go asked her about that?” “I have a good idea,” Brian muttered. Justin frowned not liking Brian’s tone. “They don’t think that...” “That I killed Ethan?” Brian scoffed. “It crossed my mind.” “But you were with me!” Justin protested. “You wouldn’t have had time to.” “Don’t enliven yourself,” Brian said. “I wouldn’t have bothered. He wasn’t worth it.” “Brian...I’m scared,” Justin bit his lower lip. “I don’t want anything bad happening to you.” “I’ll be alright,” Brian told him. “The cops will do their job.” “Yeah fucking right,” Justin hissed. He let out a big sigh and kissed Brian’s neck. Brain closed his eyes and enjoyed Justin’s caresses. He threw his head back to give the blond more access but Justin only stopped. “Brian?” Justin asked. “What?” Brian asked as he opened his eyes. “Why did she feel the need to come and tell you all this?” Justin asked. Brian stayed quiet gazing up at the ceiling. “Tell me,” Justin demanded as he straddled Brian’s lap. “It was a hard time when my father died,” Brian muttered and closed his eyes again. “They thought there was foul play.” “Why?” Justin asked. “Was there money involved?” Brian chuckled. “Yeah fucking right. He drank it all. He was an alcoholic.” “Oh,” Justin whispered. “They thought my mom had sent someone to kill him. He was an abusive husband and everyone knew it,” Brian shrugged as if it was nothing. “I’m sorry to hear that, Bri,” Justin put his palms on Brian’s shoulders and started massaging them a bit. He watched Brian’s expression and he could tell it was difficult for the brunet to talk about it. “What can you do? You can’t choose your parents,” Brian looked at the blond. “He was a fucking asshole.” Justin kept watching the brunet. “He used to beat the shit out of me all of the time,” Brian said. “One day I was in the hospital for three days.” Justin’s hand moved to Brian’s chest where they laid unmoving. “My mom tried to help me but if she interfere my dad would hit her too,” Brain sighed. “Then when I turned sixteen I stopped him.” “How?” Justin asked. “I punched him. At first I was stunned that I even dared to,” Brian looked at Justin. “But he stopped hitting me.. The only problem was that the bastard started beating my mother even worst.” “Oh god, Brian,” Justin said. “He died that same year in a motor vehicle accident,” Brian said. “The police report said his breaks didn’t work.” Justin stayed silent. “Each day he was alive I wished he would die,” Brian said. Justin frowned. “And one day he did,” Brian told the blond. “I’m sorry, Brian,” Justin hugged Brian. Brian held Justin in his arms but he wasn’t sorry that one day peace reigned at his house. *** “We are going to have a great time,” Emmett said. “Okay,” Justin said smiling as he entered Debbie’s house. “We got everything for the dinner,” Emmett told to everyone that was there. “Where is Duncan?” “He is talking with his family,” Debbie informed him. “Do they know that he is getting married?” Ted asked. “Yeah,” Justin said. “They are nice people.” “We met them the other days,” Brian said. “They are even crazier than Justin’s family.” “Brian,” Michael and Justin screamed. Brian rolled his eyes and got up to go smoke a cigarette. “So, what about you honey?” Emmett asked looking at Justin. “Are you guys going to get married?” “No,” Justin shook his head. “Brian doesn’t like those things.” “How about what you want?” Melanie asked. “You don’t have to marry the asshole.” “Melanie!” Lindsay said. “Don’t listen to her,” Emmett said. “She loves Brian just as much as any of us,” he winked at the blond. Justin nodded slightly. He hated when Brian’s friends talked like that about him. “Everything is ready,” Debbie said. “Oh this is going to be great.” “Are you scared?” Ted asked Michael. Michael shook his head. “I was born ready.” “To pee that is,” Debbie said smiling. “He peed on Vic.” “Thanks about that sport,” Vic told him. Michael laughed about it. He did each time his mother mentioned that story. “Hi,” Gus said and touched the blond on the knee. He giggled and then ran away. Justin smiled as the boy ran away. He adored him to death. “You should see the tuxes,” Emmett sat down next to Justin, but dramatically feigned as if he was fainting. “They are to die for.” Justin laughed. “Why haven’t you gotten married?” “He falls in love way too much for that,” Ted told the blond. “Shut up,” Emmett told him but laughed. “Don’t listen to him baby.” Justin smiled at Emmett. He really liked the man. Emmett put his arm around Justin. “What is Justin going to think of me?” Emmett asked. “That I am some kind of slut.” “He lives with Brian,” Melanie chimed in. “I don’t think you have to worry.” “Mel,” Lindsay said sternly. Justin ignored Melanie and kissed Emmett on the cheek. “You will find your prince charming one day.” “How did you fall in love with someone like Brian?” Melanie asked suddenly. Justin looked at her and shrugged. “I just did. He was really mean to me but...I started to see that he just wasn’t used to having someone around. And somehow he wanted me and I wanted him. And that grew into love.” “Simple,” Michael muttered with a smile. “It was fate,” Lindsay said. “I don’t believe in shit like that,” Brian said as he went past her. He had heard what the blond had said and it was simple. They fell in love and that was that. “Oh, Blake is coming to the wedding,” Ted said. “Okay,” Michael said. “It’s not going to be too big, remember that. Don’t tell anyone else.” “Like all his old tricks,” Brian smirked. “We wouldn’t have anywhere to sit them.” “You are one to talk,” Michael got up. “I’m going to go pick up Duncan.” “Ah, Mikey is horny,” Brian laughed. Debbie hit Brian in the back of the head. “Leave him alone. You should learn from him.” “I haven’t heard any complains,” Brian told her smirking. Justin laughed at Brian’s attitude. “And you won’t. I’m sure.” “We are going to go,” Melanie announced. “If you need anything else from us, just let us know.” “We are going to go too,” Brian said. “Guess Michael wasn’t the only horny guy hanging around,” Vic pointed out. Brian shrugged and took Justin by the wrist. “If you need anything, don’t call us. We’ll be too busy fucking.” “Brian!” Justin couldn’t believe the brunet sometimes. “Bye Debbie. Bye guys and you can call us for anything,” Justin proclaimed as Brian rushed him out of the door. Debbie shook her head. “That boy is too good for Brian.” “I’ve been saying that,” Melanie said as she picked Gus up. “Ready to go home?” “I think they are perfect for each other,” Emmett got up. “And we should be happy for them.” “He’s right,” Vic said getting up. “Now if you excuse me. I have things to do.” Little by little everyone took their things and left. Debbie sighed and looked at the mess that was around. “Great,” she picked up a magazine from the coffee table and a tear slipped out. She was so happy her baby boy was getting married. *** “You are going to kill him,” Emmett said shaking his head at Michael. “You can let go of him now, he’s your husband. He’s not going to go anywhere.” “I’m hungry,” Justin said. Brian rolled his eyes. “We are going to go eat in just a few minutes, okay?” Justin nodded. “We are going to go ahead,” Lindsay and Melanie told the group. “Jussy!” Gus shouted. “Jussy!” Justin smiled and picked the boy up. “Daddy!” Gus shrieked and reached for his father. Brian kissed him and the boy giggled before he went back with Justin. “I’m going to go with them,” Justin said. Brian nodded and bent down to kiss him. They stared at each other and smiled. “Later,” Justin murmured and Brian just nodded. “We have to take more pictures,” Emmett yelled. “Brian, come here. You are the best man. Stand with Michael.” “Can we get rid of him?” Michael asked as he looked at Emmett. “Not funny!” Emmett told him. Brian put an arm around Michael. “How does it feel to be a chained man?” “Pretty darn great,” Michael told him excitedly. “Mmm,” Brian grunted. He kept serious when the first photo was taken. “Can we go now?” Michael asked. “I should try it sometime,” Brain smirked. “See what all the fuss is about.” Michael looked at Brian surprised. “You astound me.” “I know,” Brian grinned for the second picture. “I am that good looking.” Michael kissed Brian on the cheek. “Thanks for being here.” Brian nodded. “Okay, we can leave now,” Emmett announced. “Anyone would think it was his wedding,” Duncan smiled. “He is something else.” “Emmett’s okay,” Brian said as he put his hands on his pockets. “I am going to ride with you guys,” Emmett said to Michael and Duncan. Brian saw their faces and he almost laughed out loud. He grabbed Emmett by the arm and pulled him with him in his direction. “You are coming with me.” “But I want pictures,” Emmett protested. “You’ll take them later,” Brian assured him. Emmett just went with Brian. They were half way to the place when Emmett finally talked. “Are you ever going to marry him?” Emmett asked. “What? Are you jealous, Emm, that I don’t pay as much attention to you now?” Brain asked and stopped at the red light. He smiled sarcastically at Emmett. “Yeah, that’s it,” Emmett shook his head. “Tell me.” “Why would I tell you out of all the people I know?” Brian asked. “You are the Gossip Queen of Liberty Avenue.” “Simple,” Emmett said. “If you told Michael and he told everyone that you really loved Justin, everyone would believe him. Therefore, it would have to be true. But, if you tell me and I happen to mention it to someone, which I already do then it wouldn’t matter as much.” “That’s because you are not right in the head,” Brian grabbed a cigarette from the box at the same time that a car honked. He looked through the rearview mirror and then hit the gas. “So?” Emmett asked. Brain let out a cloud of smoke in Emmett’s direction. “Can you keep a secret?” “Yes,” Emmett said very happy. Brian opened his mouth and smirked. “I don’t believe you.” “I would only tell Ted,” Emmett rolled his eyes. “Fuck no,” Brian was about to make a turn when he lost control of the Jeep. “Brian,” Emmett gasped. Brian hit the breaks and the Jeep stopped. “Fuck!” “What was that?” Emmett asked still a little bit scared. “I think that was the fucking tire,” Brian grimace, got out of the Jeep and started cursing when he saw the blown out tire. “Do you know how to change one?” Emmett asked. Brian just glared at his friend. *** “So where is Brain and Emmett?” Lindsay asked Justin. Justin frowned and looked around the guests among them. He took out his cell phone and called the brunet. Lindsay gave him a sad smile before she walked away. “Hello?” Brian asked. “Where are you?” Justin asked. “On the street,” Brian replied sarcastically while glancing at Emmett working with some guy that had stopped to help them. “What are you doing?” Justin asked. “Are you coming or what? They told me that Emmett was with you.” “We are in front of a motel now,” Brian teased. “We are going to use cash and we are going to be very discreet about it.” “Ha, ha,” Justin sat down. “Come on. This wedding reception is really nice.” “I got a flat tire,” Brian informed him. “I’ll be there in a while.” “Do you know how to change a tire?” Justin asked. Brian stayed silent. “No, but...” “But what?” Justin asked. “Emmett does,” Brian assured him. “You are shitting me,” Justin was chuckling. “Why didn’t you call me?” “It’s no big deal,” Brian told him. “Later.” “Okay, later,” Justin hung up and got up. Justin walked over to bar and asked for a drink. He looked around and smiled. Everyone seemed to be having a great time. There were about forty to fifty people in there. Music like the one at Babylon was playing. People were dancing or just watching others dance. “Hi,” a guy said as he stood next to Justin. “I’m Bobby.” “Hi,” Justin smiled from ear to ear. “I’m Justin, are you friends of Michael or Duncan?” “Duncan,” Bobby told him. “We went to school together.” “I see,” Justin looked at the man from head to toe. There was no doubt that he was fucking hot. “Do you want to dance?” Bobby asked hoping the blond would go with him. Justin shrugged. “Sure. I would love to.” They walked to the dance floor and starting dancing. Justin was having a good time. He and Bobby kept talking about different interests while they dance. They had danced to three songs when Justin decided to take a break. “Do you want to get something to drink?” Bobby asked. “You read my mind,” Justin replied as they walked back to the bar. “Hey,” Duncan said as he went over to them. He hugged his old time friend and then kissed Justin on the cheek. “Are you guys having fun?!” “Are you drunk?” Justin asked. “He could never handle it,” Bobby muttered. Duncan giggled. “I hope you guys get to be as happy as I am someday.” “We’ll try,” Bobby assured him. “Okay, I’m going to go now,” Duncan waved and left. Justin and Bobby looked at each other and laughed. “That was something,” Bobby said and looked back at Justin. He wanted to eat the man alive, to him Justin was a dream come true. “He is really drunk.” “Yeah,” Justin agreed. “So...do you want to dance again?” Bobby asked. “How about no,” Brian said. “Bri,” Justin smiled from ear to ear. “You finally got here.” “And you are?” Bobby asked looking menacingly at Brian. “Brian Kinney,” Brian said and moved towards Justin. He put a hand around Justin’s waist and pulled him close. “And you are?” he asked the man in front of them. Bobby frowned slowly when he saw Justin kissing Brian on the neck. “I’m Robert Thompson.” Brian nodded and looked at Justin. “Having fun, Sunshine?” Brian almost growled. “I want to dance,” Justin started pulling Brian to the dance floor. “I don’t want to dance right now,” Brian angrily replied and let him go. Justin started frowning. He hated when Brian started acting like a total idiot. “I’ll dance with you,” Bobby told the blond. “Thanks,” Justin walked with Bobby to the dance floor, but not before looking at Brian and grinning. He knew that Brian was jealous of Robert and now he would be even more so. “Who is that?” Emmett asked appearing out of nowhere. Brian shrugged and turned to ask for a drink. He watched his boyfriend and Ronald dancing. All the while thinking of how much he wanted to show Raymond that Justin belonged to him. He would fuck him in front of everyone if he had to. He rubbed the back of his neck trying to decipher when the fuck he started thinking like that. “Some guy,” Brian was so going to punish Justin later. “He’s hot,” Emmett said. “What?” he asked when Brian glared at him. “Hey,” Ted said coming with Blake. “That guy is after Justin.” “We have eyes,” Brian told them. “We can see.” “Aren’t you worried?” Blake asked. “I don’t have to be,” Brian turned his back once again on Justin and Randall. “What’s his name?” Blake asked. “Richard,” Brian told them. “No it’s not,” Emmett said. “Then what is it?” Ted asked. Emmett shrugged. “But Brian is the worst with names.” They all looked at each other when soft music started playing. Brian had enough. He put his drink down and went to get HIS boyfriend. “Mind if I cut in?” Bobby shook his head and moved back. He went to stand by the bar and watched Brian and Justin dance. He felt jealous, angry and disappointed. He wanted to be the one holding on to Justin like that. And he hated the fact that they look so great together, so in love. “You smell so good,” Justin said. Brian stayed quiet. “You know what I was thinking?” Justin asked. “I’m not a mind reader,” Brian blurted out. “I want you Brian,” Justin muttered. Brian frowned as he looked at Justin and then he knew. “Is that so?” “Yup,” Justin told him. “I want to be inside of you.” “Easy there,” Brian looked around and Justin giggled. “We’ll talk about it at home.” Justin smiled slowly. He felt like he was going to melt right there. Brian was smiling at him, just a little smile that if you didn’t look close enough you would miss it. “How much champagne did you drink anyway?” Brian teased. “I love you Brian,” Justin told him. “I know,” Brian said. “Were you jealous of Robert?” Justin asked feeling great about that. He already knew the answer no matter what Brian said. “Ah, Robert,” Brian saw that the man was looking at them. “I think he is the one that is jealous of me.” Justin’s smile grew. “You have a strange effect on me when other men get around you trying to get in your pants,” Brian muttered. “Let’s just leave it at that.” Justin nodded satisfied with the answer and enjoyed the rest of the evening in Brian’s arms. Knowing that he was loved by Brian was more than enough.