Justin knocked on the door and waited for someone to answer. He prayed to god that it wasn’t Brian. When the door opened it was Michael standing in front of him. “Come on inside,” Michael told him. “We have to talk.” Justin swallowed and went inside. “Where is Evan?” “He went with Brian and Gus to the diner to buy breakfast,” Michael informed him. “Can you sit down please?” Justin headed towards the sofa but then stopped and turned around. “What is it?” “I need to talk to you,” Michael informed him. “You do?” Justin asked with a little anticipation on his voice. “Yeah,” Michael said. “It’s about Brian.” “Oh,” Justin’s heartbeat was faster than normal. “What…what is it?” “It’s his birthday soon,” Michael told him. Justin smiled widely but it was completely out of relief. “I see.” “I’m planning on doing something for him,” Michael said. “But he doesn’t know. There is going to be a surprise party. I’m just telling you so you and Evan can be there. It’s next Friday,” he told the blond. “Okay,” Justin whispered. “I’ll be there.” “Cool,” Michael said smiling. “He will be happy to see you there.” “Why?” Justin asked wondering if Michael knew anything. “You two are becoming good friends you know,” Michael pointed out. He walked to the sofa and Justin followed him. “You really think so?” Justin asked. “Yeah,” Michael said and laughed. “I used to be his best friend. I knew everything about him but now, it’s different.” “I’m sorry to hear that,” Justin said. “It’s getting better,” Michael said. “He’s coming around.” Justin frowned. He shouldn’t be there hearing about Michael and Brian’s problems. “I’m going to be there with Evan. I have to go now. I have so many things to do. When Evan gets here just tell him to come home. I’m happy that you and Brian are doing better. Maybe things will be like before.” “I don’t think so,” Michael said getting up and walking with the blond to the door. “Now, you’re his best friend but I’m okay with that.” Justin swallowed. “I’m not really his best friend. We just talk sometimes.” “Emmett and Ted told me that you guys had fun together last night,” Michael said. “Brian came home early and then he went out to check that you had gotten home alright. You know, I never thought Brian would be a family man. He cares about his friends and you’re one of them now. The way you talked to him the other night makes him respect you more for it. Not a lot of people have the guts to go against him.” “Yeah,” Justin said slowly. “I better go.” “Just keep an eye on him for me,” Michael said smiling. Justin felt like a total shit for what had happened between him and Brian. “Okay, yeah…I’ll see ya.” “Bye,” Michael answered. Justin waved and took the stairs down. He reached down and got in his car. He started driving with no destination in mind. When he stopped it was in front of the park but he didn’t get out. He thought about everything that Michael had said. It was killing him inside that he wasn’t part of Brian’s family, not the way he wanted to. He wrapped his arms around himself and decided that the best thing was to go away. He could sublet the loft and find another place for him and Evan. Then he wouldn’t have to deal with seeing Brian every day and not being able to have him. He made up his mind that he was going to leave and never look back. *** “How about a dildo?” Ted asked rolling his eyes. “He has plenty,” Michael said chuckling. “Trust me.” They guys laughed. Justin forced out a big smile as he shook his head. He really wanted to cry. There he was discussing with the guys what to get for Brian. He watched how happy Michael was for thinking of the whole party for his boyfriend and he was sure he hated the man even when he knew he didn’t have the right to do so. “Brian is coming this way,” Emmett said quickly when he saw the brunet approaching. “What’s wrong with all of you?” Brian asked as he sat down at the table with the guys, of course, in between Emmett and Justin. He grabbed the blond’s beer and drank from it. “Why so quiet?” “Hey,” Justin protested trying to take the bottle back. “Nothing,” Michael said and smiled at his boyfriend. “Right,” Brian said pushing the beer back into the blond’s hand. “Hi,” a guy who stood in front of them said. “I’m Joseph.” “I’m not interested,” Brian told him. “I’m not interested in you either,” Joseph informed him. “Oh,” Emmett said and giggled. “You just hurt his ego, you better run.” Brian glared at the man. Joseph turned to look at Justin. “Would you like to have a drink with me?” “He already has a drink,” Brian pointed out. His hand went under the table and grabbed the blond’s thigh. Justin didn’t know what to do. Brian had a really good hold on him and suddenly he was smiling like a fool. He started caressing Brian’s hand and then grabbed it. Then he let go of it and got up quickly. “I would love to have a drink with you. My name is Justin.” Joseph smiled and led the way. “What a fucking asshole,” Brian told them. “You’re just mad because he wasn’t after you,” Michael pointed out and laughed with the guys. Brian got up angry. He went to the bar to get himself a drink and to spy a bit. He stood about two feet away from Joseph and Justin. “So are you dating anyone?” Joseph asked. He wondered why Brian was spying on them. “No,” Justin informed him, not aware that Brian was so close to him. Brian pouted and signaled the bartender to come to him. “A hot thing like you,” Joseph said and smiled. “How is that possible?” Justin shrugged. “I guess I haven’t found the right person.” Brian was getting angrier by the second. He was the right person and he wanted to yell it to the world. He wanted to say it to Justin. “Would you like to have dinner with me?” Joseph asked. Justin rolled his lips inside his mouth. He looked up at the man and let out a big smile. “I’m sorry, I can’t.” Brian wanted to laugh but didn’t. When the bartender finally went to him he asked for a beer. “But why?” Joseph asked. “I thought you liked me.” “You’re not half bad,” Justin told him chuckling. “Thanks,” Joseph said trying to sound hurt and they both laugh. Brian grabbed the beer that was given to him and took a sip from it. He wasn’t ready to move away just yet. “I’m just…leaving,” Justin informed him. “I’ll be out of here in less than a month and I don’t want to start something that I can’t finish.” Brian felt like the bar was going in circles around him. He wondered what the fuck Justin was talking about. There was no way the blond was serious about leaving. “Where are you going to?” Joseph asked. “I’m in between Canada and New York,” Justin replied. “I’m still working out the details of what’s best for me and my brother.” “Why are you leaving?” Joseph asked. Justin sighed. “I can’t stay here any longer…it…is complicated.” “So, you have a brother?” Joseph asked changing the subject seeing how it was affecting the man. “How old is he?” Brian didn’t stay for the rest of the conversation. He didn’t even bother to tell Michael that he was going to leave. When he got in his Jeep he sniffled and looked at himself in the mirror. He had unshed tears and he wanted to laugh at that; the great Brian Kinney crying like a baby. When the first tear slipped out he cleaned it up but gave up when the rest came. He started the car and sped out of there. The brunet wondered what the fuck he was going to do. He couldn’t let Justin leave. It was going to kill him if Justin left. And right then was when he realized that he made the hugest mistake of his life. He turned around ready to go back to the bar and tell Justin that he wanted him back and he would do anything he had to, even leave Michael. He got so excited about what he was going to do he didn’t pay attention to his surroundings. Then everything was a big stain of gray until it all turned black. The brunet had turned back in an intersection and the car coming from the left side didn’t see him until it was too late. *** “He was probably drinking,” Melanie hissed. “He wasn’t!” Michael yelled. “I have told you a thousand times.” “It's true,” Emmett said. “Brian came in and had a beer before he left.” “That’s drinking,” Mel pointed out. “And you don’t know if he took something as well.” “He didn’t drink the whole thing. He barely touched it,” Justin told them. He had been talking with Joseph when suddenly the man told him that Brian had been standing behind him. When he turned around Brian’s beer was there almost all the way to the top. He was so angry with the brunet for listening to his conversation but now he wondered if Brian had the accident because of him. “He left in a hurry,” Ted pointed out. “God knows what the hell happened to him.” Michael sat down in one of the green plastic chairs. He started crying. “Why won’t they tell us anything?” “Calm down honey,” Lindsay said as she sat next to him to give him comfort. Gus was sleeping in Melanie’s arms. They hadn’t bothered to call Debbie knowing the woman had worked basically all day with a double shift. They could tell her what was happening later. “Excuse me,” the doctor, an old man, said to them. “Are you Brian Kinney’s family?” “Yes,” Michael answered jumping to his feet. Justin was so afraid of what the man was going to tell him. “We are,” Lindsay told him as well. The doctor looked at them and knew right away that all of them couldn’t be Brian’s family. But he could see how concerned they were for the man. “Is he okay?” Michael asked with pain in his voice. “He’s going to be okay,” the doctor assured them. “We had to take a few stitches above his right eyebrow. He has a contusion but nothing grave. He’s going to be just fine,” he assured them with a smile. He then gestured with his hand for them to follow him. “You can come and see him.” “When is he going to be able to leave?” Michael asked; he was the first to walk behind the doctor. “If he has someone to take care of him he can leave in a few hours,” the man assured them and stopped. “Here he is,” he said and opened the door. He stepped aside to let them in. “I’ll be back later.” “Brian,” Michael said. “Oh god, Brian.” Brian opened his eyes and smiled. He laughed and rolled away. “Leave me alone already.” “He’s kind of playful,” Emmett pointed out. “He’s kind of pumped full of drugs,” Melanie said shaking her head. “It’s a miracle they still work on him.” “Brian, you scared the shit out of us,” Michael told him. “You can’t stop me,” Brian informed him as his eyes closed but he kept on talking. “I’m leaving. I’m leaving and you can’t stop me.” Justin frowned and backed away from the bed. He walked back until his back touched the wall. “I’m glad he’s okay but I have to get back to Evan.” “I have to go get some sleep,” Ted pointed out as he looked at his watch. It was going to be one in the morning. “I have work tomorrow.” “Justin,” Brian said as his eyes snapped open. “Justin, we’re leaving.” Justin wanted to drop dead right then. He wanted Brian to shut up that instant. “We’re leaving,” Brian repeated. “We’re going.” Michael started laughing. “What is going on?” Lindsay asked. “He’s so totally out of it,” Michael informed her. “I wish I had a recorder.” Melanie smirked and nodded her agreement. “Linds, maybe we should go. It’s late and I don’t want to keep Gus out much longer.” “Okay,” Lindsay moved towards Brian and kissed him on the forehead. Brian looked at her and smiled. “You’re still my best friend, no matter what.” “I am,” she assured him. Then she left with her wife and son. “Brian, do you want to go home?” Michael asked. “Justin,” Brian said. “Where is home?” The blond was ready to go over there and slap Brian silly. He swallowed hard and didn’t answer. “Justin!” Brian hissed. “Tell Mikey where home is. Tell him!” “Psychotic,” Emmett whispered with a smile. “Ted, I’m leaving with you. Tell Brian that we’re happy that he’s okay and that we’ll go see him tomorrow.” Michael nodded. “Bye Michael,” Justin said. “Justin!” Brian yelled. “Don’t you know?” Justin walked over to the brunet. “What?!” he asked so scared that Brian was going to say something. Michael frowned. “It’s okay Justin. He’s just loopy from the drugs.” “Don’t you know where home is?” Brian asked and a tear fell down. Justin never thought he could feel so many emotions at the same time. He wished he could kiss Brian right then and tell him whatever it was he needed to hear. “We’ll take you home.” “Okay,” Brian said and his eyes closed. Michael snickered a bit. “I’m used to seeing him like this.” “Oh yeah,” Justin whispered but kept looking at Brian. The brunet had fallen asleep. “Yeah,” Michael said. “He gets high and drunk and then gets so fucking corny,” the man said. “You know, I love him so much.” Justin looked at the older man then. “I’ve been so afraid that things were not working out,” Michael said and shook his head. “I’ was so scared that he was dead. I would have died with him.” “Why are you telling me this?” Justin asked yet again getting pissed, with everything; with himself. “You’re his friend, you know. I kind of feel close to you as well,” Michael said. “Maybe you could talk to him and find out what’s happening with him.” “Michael,” Justin said and sighed. “I’m not going to play spy for you. I’m sorry.” Michael shook his head. “No,” he said. “It’s not that. I just want you to watch out for him. I’m always looking out for him. I’m older, you know. I know he wasn’t drinking but what if he took something? He pumps himself full of drugs when he’s going through the motions.” Justin looked at the brunet. “I’ll talk to him.” “Just talk to him and advise him to do the right thing,” Michael said. If Justin could talk Brian into anything it would be into leaving Michael and being with him. That would be the right thing for him. He sighed and looked at the brunet once again. “I’ll leave you guys. If you need anything at all call me. Here,” he said giving Michael his keys. “I can take a cab.” “Don’t worry, Justin,” Michael said. “Just take them,” Justin insisted. “Be careful.” “Thanks,” Michael called out to the man. “You’re the best.” Justin sighed and stopped as he was reaching for the handle of the door. He looked back without saying a thing before he left the hospital room. He wondered what had Brian been talking about. He knew that the brunet had heard he was leaving but didn’t know if Brian meant he was leaving with him or if it was the drugs talking. The blond shook his head and finally left the hospital. He was going home and then it clicked when Brian asked him if he knew where home was. And he knew the answer then…with each other. *** Justin knocked on the door and smiled when Debbie opened it. She pulled both blonds into her arms and hugged him tightly. “You’re crushing me, Deb,” Evan protested. He managed to get free and ran inside Brian’s loft looking for none other than Gus and Jenny. “I’m happy you’re here,” Debbie said. Justin nodded and went inside with his present. He saw the table holding the other gifts and went to it to place his. When he turned around he saw a few people he had seen before along with others that were new to him. “Justin,” Michael said grabbing the blond by the arm. “Come and talk some sense into Brian.” Justin let himself be pulled. He waved at Emmett and the girls before he kept on walking. “Tell him to get out of there,” Michael said as they stood in front of the bathroom. “He won’t listen to any of us. Maybe he’ll listen to you.” Justin watched Michael walk away and he knocked on the door. “Go the fuck away,” Brian hissed. Justin started laughing at the man. The door opened and there stood Brian very angry. He’d known Justin’s laughter anywhere. “Get in here,” Brian said pulling Justin into the bathroom and closing the door again. “You’re hilarious,” Justin told him. “You’re angry because it’s your birthday.” “I didn’t want a fucking surprise party,” Brian retorted. “I come home to find this shit!” Justin’s hand went up to Brian’s face. “How are you feeling?” he said caressing the healing scar. Brian grabbed Justin’s hand and kissed it. The blond pulled his hand away brusquely and glared at the brunet. “You have no right,” Justin spat out. “Where are you going to?” Brian asked. “Why the fuck are you leaving?” Justin had been avoiding Brian because of that, now it was out in the open. “I’m going as far away as possible from you.” Brian felt hurt. He was sure that’s what the blond had intended. He knew that as soon as he told Justin his plan the blond would stay with him. And if that didn’t work he would follow Justin to the end of the world. “You think you can play with my life the way you are?” Justin asked. “You’re wrong.” “It’s not like that,” Brian explained. “I thought it was the right thing. I’ve been with Michael for so long now.” Justin sighed. “I know,” he whispered. “He loves you.” Brian wanted to stop feeling bad. He knew that whatever happened now it was going to hurt Michael. That the one thing he had been avoiding to do was what he was going to end up doing. “We need to talk.” “I just came here because Michael asked me,” Justin informed him. “Now go out and have fun or at least pretend. He worked hard for all of this.” “We need to talk,” Brian repeated coming closer. Justin shook his head. He quickly went by Brian and exited the bathroom. The brunet followed Justin; he wasn’t going to let the man leave until he had said what he needed to. “Brian,” Michael said throwing his arms around the brunet. “Happy birthday,” he said and kissed the man. Justin watched them and was surprised that he didn’t feel anything. But then again he had been in a coma state since he had decided to leave. He had turned completely numb to everything thrown at him by Brian. “You’re getting so old,” Ted said and laughed. “Welcome to the club. Hey, Jus,” the man said waving. Justin smiled at Ted and then moved towards the bar. Emmett and Mel were the ones serving the drinks and he went to help and drink himself. For the rest of the night Brian tried to talk to the blond but trying to be not so obvious; the blond managed to avoid him each time. Then it was time to sing and open presents and Brian did it all. He wasn’t going to hide in the bathroom because now Justin was there. And it was his birthday and he was going to enjoy the sight of the blond, blue eye and bubble butt Adonis. When he reached Justin’s present he didn’t open claiming he was tired of opening them. He got up and went to get something to drink, then afterwards he warned Michael to get rid of everyone or he was leaving. But the party went on and since Justin didn’t go anywhere neither did Brian. After a while people started to leave on their own accord and the usual suspects stayed back to help Michael and Brian clean up. By the time they were somewhat back to normal it was really late at night. Lindsay and Mel left with Gus and Jenny but not before convincing the blond to let Evan stay with them. That’s why Justin went to his loft and got things ready for his brother. And after the girls were gone with Evan there was no point in going back to Brian’s loft. There was a knock on the door and instead of ignoring it and going to sleep he went to open it. “What do you want?” Justin asked not surprised at all that the brunet was there. “It’s my birthday, treat me nice,” Brian told him grinning. “It’s past twelve,” Justin pointed out. “Try something else.” “I’m cute and you love me?” Brian asked and laughed a bit. Justin rolled his eyes. “What do you want?” “I told you before that I needed to talk to you,” Brian told him. “I don’t care what you could possibly say,” Justin told him. “Why don’t you just go home, Brian?” “Do you really want me to answer that?” Brian asked arching a brow. Justin took a deep breath. “Fine,” he said stepping to the side and letting Brian inside the loft. “Tell me what it is,” he said to the brunet as he slid the door close. Brian walked over to him and pulled him close. “Don’t…” he stopped and swallowed hard. He had never begged anyone and he knew that’s what he was doing now even if he wasn’t on his knees. “Don’t leave me.” “Brian, please don’t do this,” Justin told him; his voice breaking. He had to look away from Brian because it was killing him. Brian wrapped his arms around the blond. “I love you. I love you so much, Justin.” “Why are you doing this?” Justin asked as his eyes watered. “Why?” “I want to leave him,” Brian told the blond. “But I can’t do that to Michael.” Justin started crying as his hands took hold of Brian’s shirt. He didn’t want to let go; he wasn’t going to. He would march up to Michael and tell him the whole truth if he had to. He didn’t care as long as he didn’t have to let go of Brian yet again. “I’ll do everything in my power for him to grab his things and leave,” Brian told him. “I will.” Justin looked up at Brian wondering if the brunet was telling him the truth or if he was going to become a secret for the rest of his life. Taking whatever Brian threw his way and living on the blind hope that Brian was going to leave Michael some day. “Justin,” Brian said as he started pushing the blond to the wall. He pressed his body against the blond’s and his hand held Justin there by the neck. “Say you’ll wait for me,” he whispered and then his tongue came out to lick Justin’s lips. “Say it.” “Oh,” Justin moaned and he wrapped his legs around Brian’s waist. “Fuck me.” “Answer me,” Brian growled as his arms held the blond safely to him. “Tell me you’ll be here. That you’re still completely mine.” “I am,” Justin moaned. “I’m yours. I’m all yours,” the blond said as he embraced Brian tightly. They kissed hard, it was painful but it was inevitable. They had been apart for so long that now they crashed together with desperation to feel one another. Brian pulled back from the kiss as he stared at the blond. He smiled and walked with Justin to the bedroom. Once in bed they fought the clothes that they were wearing. “Please,” Justin growled. “Fuck me, Brian. Fuck me so hard.” Brian grabbed a condom and the lube. He quickly put it on and then squirted the lube on his fingers. He pushed a finger inside the blond and watched in awe as Justin moaned for more. He was trying to be as gentle as possible but he knew it wasn’t working so well. He was being rough and apparently Justin didn’t care one bit. He pushed another finger inside the blond and finger fucked him for a while until he thought he was going to explode. When he pushed inside his lover he thought the world was right again. Both of them wrapped their arms around each other as tightly as possible. Justin had his eyes closed but his tears were falling and when he did look at Brian he knew he wasn’t the only one crying. They were making love and the tears were of happiness. “I love you,” Brian growled in Justin’s ear. “I love you so much, baby boy.” “Oh god, Brian,” Justin yelled and arched up. He gripped the man’s arms and let his climax take possession of him. “Fuck,” Brian grunted and thrust deep into Justin as he spilled his cum. They collided together after their lovemaking; none of them wanting to let go of the other until Brian started laughing. Justin just looked at him like he was insane. “What is it?” Justin asked. “Did we just cum like a couple of inexperienced twinks?” Brian asked still chuckling. Justin laughed as well. “God, Brian,” he gasped out and kept on laughing. He hadn’t felt so happy in a long time. Brian rubbed their noses together before he kissed Justin. Slowly he pulled out of the blond. Then he backed away and got rid of the condom. “I’m going to be so sore,” Justin said. Brian had pounded into him so hard and he smiled because he had loved every minute of it.” Brian frowned and got up. “Fuck,” he said. “What’s wrong?” Justin asked. “I have to go back,” Brian informed him. “I hate this part.” Justin nodded. “I do too.” “I told him I was going to come and thank you for your present,” Brian said. “I kind of did.” “You haven’t even opened it yet, Brian,” Justin told him and laughed. Brian shrugged. He walked over to Justin and kissed him before he pulled away and collected his clothes. When he was done he saw Justin watching him. “What?” Justin shook his head. He got up and pulled out a pair of shorts from one of his drawers. He went and grabbed his discarded clothes from the floor before he put them in the hamper. “I don’t know.” Brian stared at the bedroom door and then at Justin. “Do you want me to go tell him now?” Justin frowned and then realized that he couldn’t live with that. “No, don’t tell him,” he would never be able to look at Michael ever again. He started to take the sheets off the bed. “How are we going to do this?” Brian asked coming closer to Justin. “After he breaks up with me, how long do I have to wait until I can start dating you? Would he even care? Would he be mad at us?” Justin shook his head. “You’re nuts. You’re afraid of hurting him and yet you’re sure you want to leave him. Are you sure about this? Really Brian,” he said and a tear came out. He laughed and cleaned his face quickly. “This is so fucked up.” Brian sighed and sat down. “You don’t understand,” the brunet told him. Justin walked closer to him. “What don’t I understand?” “I’ve known him since forever,” Brian said. “I always knew he had this thing for me, but I tried to ignore it,” the brunet related. “Then the night that Gus was born I was so happy and he was there to share that moment. When we got back we fucked like the world was about to end.” Justin stopped what he was doing and sat down next to the brunet but didn’t say anything. “In the morning he gave me an out,” Brian told Justin. “He told me that we could forget about it. I told him that I wasn’t going to pretend like it didn’t happen. And the next thing I know we were talking about a relationship and how it wouldn’t work. That I liked to trick too much and how could he compete with that. I told him then that he didn’t have to,” the man said. “That it would be him I would be coming home to and I…I promised him that I would never hurt him.” Justin sighed and got up. “He’s always been there for me,” Brian said. “I just thought that he was the right person to settle with. When we had sex the first time it was beautiful, you know. I always been able to tell him I love him so I just assumed that we were meant for each other. I knew he would do anything for me, no matter what. He could understand me very well. He didn’t judge me or try to change me.” “That’s fear, he was afraid of losing you so he didn’t speak out,” Justin said as he put his hands on his hips. “Stay with Michael.” “What?” Brian asked getting up. “You said you would wait for me. I thought…what the fuck are you talking about? I said I was going to do it, I’ll make him leave me, Justin.” “I won’t be Michael,” Justin said as he left the bedroom, Brian hot on his heels. “If you’re going to be with me it's only going to be me. And I’ll tell you not to drink so much or do drugs. And when you’re wrong you bet your ass that kissing it all better won’t work on me,” he said turning around to look at Brian. Brian stared at the blond for a few minutes before he broke into a smile. “I know all that.” Justin licked his lips and moved closer to Brian. “I won’t follow you around like a sick puppy either and I won’t look the other way when you’re doing something you shouldn’t be.” Brian nodded. “I would go to the end of the world for you Brian,” Justin told him. “But I won’t let you abuse me because of that.” Brian grabbed him and pulled him into a fierce kiss. “I love you. God, I love you so much,” he whispered and went back to kissing the blond. After a few more minutes Justin pulled away. “You have to go.” “I don’t want to,” Brian protested. Justin smiled and walked to the door. He slid it open and pointed at the elevator. “Come on,” he said to the brunet. Brian walked over to him and kissed him. They pulled away when they heard the elevator moving. A few seconds later and it stopped at Justin’s floor. Then Michael came out of it with three beers. “Hey,” he said. “Emmet and Ted just left. I brought this.” Justin swallowed as he grabbed one of the beers. Michael gave another one to Brian before he took a sip of his. “What were you guys doing?” “We were just talking,” Brian said and drank from the beer greedily. “I’m going to sleep,” Justin said. “Just…take him home so he’ll stop bothering me.” Michael laughed. “Don’t worry,” he said as he wrapped an arm around Brian. “Let’s go, Brian.” “Night,” Brian said as he looked at the blond. “Oh and we’re going to Babylon tonight.” “Sure,” Justin agreed. “Nice,” Michael said. “You can take a ride with us, Justin,” the man said and smiled. “Yeah, sure,” the blond whispered. “Thanks for the beer.” “No problem,” Michael assured him. “Later, Justin,” Brian called out. When Justin closed the door he was sporting a big smile. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. He couldn’t believe what he was doing. He knew better than to cause pain to someone and on top of it someone like Michael. The man adored Brian with all his heart. He lived day to day doing things for the brunet. Michael was good to everyone and always tried to help everyone around. And right then Justin got the sensation that he was going to hell. Michael had never done anything to him but been friendly and opened his home as well as shared his family and friends. And there they were betraying his trust. Justin went to the kitchen where he left the beer and then to the bedroom and finished what he started. When he lay in the new sheets he knew something for sure, that he would burn in hell a thousand times over and over again for Brian.