Hi! This is my first fanfiction. I do not own anything from Queer As Folk! This is solely for entertainment purposes and came from my mind only! Enjoy!
Where the fuck do you think you are going to go Justin?" Brian was fucking furious. He had given the world to that little shit and now he was just going to walk out on him. All because Brian had to get his dick wet. I cant help it. Im Brian Fucking Kinney. He knew this. Its just a fuck. "Anywhere from here. I cant go anywhere without returning to you fucking some asshole in our bed. What the fuck Brian?" Justin replied, with such hurt in his voice. Brian felt a lump in his throat. That same feeling crept up every time he let Justin down. "You knew how I was when you got involved. I told you I don't do relationships. But you fucking insisted on living here with me, being here with me, ALL THE TIME! It was just a fuck Justin. I get horny, I want to fuck. If you are not around, Ill get it from someone else". Brian's words stung. "Well fuck you. IM DONE!". Justin grabbed his jacket and headed for the door. The door slammed loudly, shaking the walls of his loft. "Fuck."
Justin pulled his phone out of his jacket pocket. He dialed the numbers he knew oh so well. "Daphne, Its Justin. Can I come over?" "Yeah. What did he do now?" Daphne knew the run around. It happened so many times. "He is always fucking some guy. I hate it. I know he doesn't believe in relationships but as much as he doesn't want to admit, we have one. He knows how I feel about this shit!" "And you knew how he was. Its just sex in his eyes. You know he does not touch those men the same way he touches you." Justin groaned, knowing that Daph was right, "You are right. I keep expecting something out of Brian that is just not going to happen", Justin admitted. "Then you need to decide if you want to be with him or not." "Of course I want to. I love him." He turned around and headed back towards the loft. "You are going back, aren't you?" Daphne laughed. "Yes. Im such a nancy." "Ill talk to you later then" ,Daphne replied. "Thanks Daph, bye."
He arrived at the loft, sliding the heavy door open. "Brian. Are you still here?" He looked around and saw no sight of him. "Dammit."
"Mikey! There you are. Where's Zen Ben?" Brian threw his arms around his best friend and kissed him awkwardly. "Hi Bri, and he has a class to teach. God you are stoned. What are you on?" Michael pulled Brian off of him to inspect his eyes. "E, what else is there?" "Where's Justin?" "No idea. When you see him, tell him I said, FUCK YOU!" Brian yelled and motioned his finger in Michael's face, practically poking one of his eyes out. "Fuck Brian. Be careful. Did you guys get into a fight again?" "Yes. He just couldn't handle all of this!" Brian motioned at his dick. "I'm not surprised. You are being a total ass right now!", Michael admitted. "Ok fine. He's upset because I cant stop fucking other men. We aren't married, you know. I don't have to answer him." "No you don't, be you can try to have some fucking compassion towards him. Put yourself in his position. He is with you, the man who is notorious for fucking, a whole hell of a lot. He is willing to look past that and be with you. And you keep putting it in his face." "OK Mikey, I screwed up." Brian laid his head on Michaels shoulder. "Looks like you have a chance to make up." Michael motioned towards Justin who was walking up to the bar. "I have to go home anyways. I want to be there with Ben arrives". Michael kissed him and left.
A/N: Thanks for reading! I hope I submitted my story correctly as this is my first time. Sorry the first chapter was so short. Comments are welcomed :)