I know this is a bit OOC but it is meant to happen 10 years after the show ends, so they have changed. Hope you don't mind and you review it anyway, love it or hate it please tell me.

Oh by the way, I don't own them, any of them. By one day maybe.

Debbie glared through the curtains at the 44 year old standing outside her house. It didn't take her long to realize that he had been crying , his clothes were a mess, his hair was unkept and unwashed and she couldn't help but soften, until she remembered the 32 year old blonde upstairs. She put the scowl back on and threw her hand on her hip before opening the door. Brian didn't say a word and moved to come in, but she stood firmly in his way, pushing him and herself on the porch so he couldn't get through.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" She growled protectively as Brian looked past her, desperately looking for a sign of his husband's presence. But Justin was nowhere to be seen.

Justin laid on his side on Michael's old bed, his legs pulled toward his chest, his arms hugging his body, his eyes staring at the same spot on the wall, he had been staring at for past three days. He knew that if this had happened 13 years ago, he would have shrugged it off and been back in Brian's bed the same day. But not now, not after 8 years of marriage, of happiness, of love, this was too deep a cut.

"I am not letting you within 100 feet of him, you prick!" Debbie's yell made it through his open window and brought him out of his trance.

"I need to talk to him, Debbie, please, he's my husband." Brian's voice cut through Justin like ice and he nearly burst into tears all over again.

"You have one hell of a way of treating your husband." Debbie said spitting the words and Justin slowly got up to be closer to the window, part of him feeling like a masochist for wanting so desperately to hear what Brian had to say.

"I know," Brian replied sounding sad and ashamed, "But…I." he stopped for a moment and Justin thought he heard him sigh softly. "I know the only thing I can ever do to make amends is apologize to him." Justin tried to stop the tears, he tried to keep from crying out softly in pain, he failed at both, whimpering a little, though he knew no one could hear him.

"Damn it Brian, you kissed another man, on the mouth." Justin sobbed harder, knowing that hardly understood why it was such a big deal. They'd been together 15 years and for 14 of them they had a deal to only ever kiss each other on the mouth. They'd stopped tricking when he came back from New York, but they had only been…whatever they were, a little over a year and Brian had agreed not to kiss another person on the lips. And now that he had, it was like he had cheated in the worst way possible. Justin sat against the wall, below the window, quieting his sobs so that he could hear more.

"I know. I have absolutely no excuse, and I don't have any plans on making them to Justin, I fucked up. I know that." Brian admitted, Justin inhaled though it didn't hurt as much as it had before.

"Well you got that right you ass," Debbie bit, part of Justin would be eternally grateful for Debbie for sticking up for her, but the other part hated how harsh she could be to Brian.

"Please, Debbie, I…" Brian sounded unbelievably broken, Justin had never heard him like that, as though nothing in the world was worth waking up for. "I don't want him to come home." Justin listened to the words and that was it, he died, his heart and soul died. "I need him to, I've never wanted someone as wonderful as him in my bed, or my heart. But he's there and now that he is, it's not a want, it's a need, like breathing." Justin didn't breathe or think, he just listened as hard as he could. "God he's turned me into a lesbian." Brian huffed and for a second Justin smiled before it fell again, he couldn't be sure but he was had a pretty good idea that he would forgive Brian, as he always did. "Debbie, listen to me, I know I don't deserve him." These words sucked every single bit of air out of lungs and something else filled him. "He loves me so much more than I deserve and for that he is in pain. I would be the first to tell him he should fall in love with someone better than me. But it's too late, I can't do anything without him."

"Apparently you can still kiss just fine," Justin's soft voice joined the conversation from the middle of the stairs. His voice wasn't as heartbroken as he expected it to be. Debbie turned around in surprise at the man, but then again, she remembered, he and Brian had always forgiven each other's flaws. Though this one was bigger than most. Brian stared at him, tears springing to his eyes. Justin groaned in frustration and marched up to Brian as Debbie stepped hesitantly aside, the men paused for a minute, staring at each other, waiting for the other to move first, Justin obliged. He smacked Brian hard across the face, his mouth drawn into a deep frown. Brian's head had turned to the side at the force of the smack but that didn't change the look of surprise on his face. "THAT is for kissing that other guy," Justin the proceeded to punch him hard on his arm, "That is for waiting three fucking days to come get me." And then Justin grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him into a hard, deep, possessive kiss , "And that you son of a bitch is to show you that you are mine, like you always have been." Justin growled when they parted,

"Like I always will be," Brian said in a whisper, his face slightly red for the force of his husband's slap. Justin let a small smile appear on his face before scowling again and smacking Brian once again, albeit with much less force. "What the fuck was that for?" Brian asked, touching his cheek gingerly,

"For being so damn stupid and thinking that you don't deserve me," Justin grabbed Brian's chin when the brunette looked down sheepishly, forcing him to look him in the eyes. "Have I ever done anything to make you think that?" Justin asked softly, Brian's eyes widened in surprise and sadness,,

"No!" this time he was the one to grab Justin, only he grabbed both sides of the younger man's face, his thumbs gently stroking his cheeks. "No, you are wonderful, and perfect, and I'm well…"Brian smirked, "I'm not." Justin frowned,
"I've made my share of mistakes, Bri." Brian snorted,

"Name one," he challenged.

"Ethan," Justin replied unhesitant. Brian sighed,

"Oh yeah, the fiddler." Justin chuckled lightly,

"Oh yeah," Justin mocked playfully, his arms wrapping themselves around Brian's middle. Brian's arms encircled Justin's neck as Brian kissed his hair.

"I really am sorry," Brian breathed. Justin smiled against Brian's collar bone, kissing it lightly before replying,

"I know." The heaviness was back in Justin's voice and it caused Brian to ache, "But I'll forgive you eventually."

"What do I have to do?" Brian asked, pulling away to look in his husband's eyes. Justin paused, pretending to think hard.

"3 blow jobs and 5 incredible fucks should do it. Oh and some serious ass kissing for a while." Justin replied, smirked. Brian smiled softly back,

"Well I should get on that." Justin's smile widened and he buried his face in Brian's neck.

"I do love you. And you deserve every bit of it, Bri, mistakes or not. I love you for everything that you are, every flaw, every imperfection, just makes you all the better." Brian looked at him like he was crazy and Justin chuckled, "Mmmm, I'll explain it to you when you're older, but for now, let's go home." Brian looked down at the man who he had hurt and mistreated and didn't agree with him one bit, Brian did not deserve to be the recipient of the look in Justin's eyes at that moment. Justin then rolled his eyes, "I know what you're thinking and you're ridiculous, and you are just being annoying because it's not going to change, I love you. And I always will."

"God you two have more revivals than HAIR on broadway," the forgotten Debbie sighed in exasperation. Justin and Brian both burst out laughing at the older woman, still clinging to each other.

"This time it's an unlimited run, no more ending." Brian promised, Debbie, Justin and himself. Justin smiled softly, "This ass," Brian smacked Justin's butt playfully, "And this mouth," Justin looked up at him, "is mine, and mine is his. I promise, forever." Justin smirked, Brian had made that promise when they were dancing at Babylon, and when they got married and they had both broken it. And that was ok, not because it didn't hurt like hell but because they were humans and sometimes humans fuck up. Yes, even Brian Kinney was human and Justin wouldn't have him any other way. Because being human meant being able to love and love was what it was all about really.

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