Disclaimer: I do not own Queer As Folk, or any of its characters.
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The taps of lone slow footsteps sound throughout the hollow loft, with each step getting louder. A figure bathed in darkness arrives at the bedroom entrance and stops.
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Brian enters the liberty diner to see Michael and Emmit already sitting in a booth talking. He scans the room with his authoritative glare and takes a seat with his friends.
"Look who decided to make his appearance "exclaimed Emmit.
"Unlike like last night. Where were you Brian? We were supposed to meet up at Babylon, "Michael says, knowing that Brian is going to have another one of his played out excuses, which only makes Mike feel like an unimportant second plan. Brian glances up at a Michael and starts to answer but is interrupted by Debbie's appearance. She places 3 glasses of water on the table and begins her good morning welcome and then immediately gets on brains case,"Brian, just the cock sucker I have been looking for, do you know where Justin is, he didn't show up to work today?"
Brian picks up his glass takes a sip and casually exclaims, "How should I know."
"Well you fuck him, so I just thought maybe you knew."
Michael interrupts with a grin on his face, "Ma, he doesn't know anything about the people he fucks, not even their names."
After taking a sip of his water lets out a fake sarcastic laugh. As Debbie is leaving the table to attend to other customers, Michael repeats his question about where Brian was last night.
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The tiny shimmer of light from the full moon penetrating the silk curtains sheds light on the hard wood floor. The dark figures' stature is revealed from the moonlight. It reveals a man of reasonable height and a built stature. This man walks slowly toward the large unmade bed and glances down. And there laying on the bed so still and lifeless is another man.
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The bell sounds as Justin walks into the Diner and walks over to Debbie. "There you are sunshine, where were you?" Debbie asks.
Justin fails to answer, glances around the room and sees Brian sitting there. Sitting there as if he had no care in the world, as if he only had a care for himself and no one else, just himself.
"Justin?" Debbie remarks.
"Oh sorry, I just slept late, forgot to turn the alarm on."
"Well, get you're apron on, and start bustin' tables, its packed." Debbie replies.
Justin grabs his apron and puts it on. After attending to a couple of costumers he heads over to Brian's table.
Emmit starts the conversation with a good morning, "Hey sleepyhead"
"Hey Emmit" Justin turns to Michael, "hey."
Michael replies with a short cutoff "hi."
Justin then stares at Brian with a face of disgust and disappointment and without saying anything to Brain he just leaves. After Justin leaves Michael asks brain, "What's wrong with him, what did you do this time?"
Brian, as always answers with a witty remark, "He's just got his panties in a bunch."
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The light shines on the figures' face and reveals that it's Brian. He leans over the bed, on top of the other man and whispers in his ear, "I'm sorry." The sleeping man unaware of what Brian said just continues laying there in silence, sleeping. Brian sits on the bed and props the man up, making him lean on Brian's' chest. He whispers again, "Justin, I'm sorry." Justin's eyes flicker open. Unlike many other times, Brian's voice is so sincere and truthful; his words are said with such emotion that it would wake a dead man. Justin, barely awake utters Brian's name. Brian looks into Justin's eyes and runs his hand through Justin's blond hair. Justin turns his head upward and Brian leans in, and their lips meet in perfect harmony, a perfect fit, a perfect match.