"Hey Brian, I'm going to help out Lane. It looks like she's having trouble
with the equipment." Dave informed Brian as he headed out of the garage
owned by Lorelei and Rory Gilmore.
Brian stood awkwardly upon a ladder with a paintbrush in hand that dripped with white thickness. The fumes made him dizzy and he couldn't find his inhaler anywhere. He needed a break. Turning his head away from the freshly painted wall he looked outside to see Zach with Lorelei.
He didn't know what made him sick. The sight of Zach with that woman or the overpowering fumes circulating in his nostrils. Brian vehemently reminded himself that there was no solid commitment. Zach hadn't promised him anything and neither did he. However, as he wondered down the ladder this thought did not satisfy him. True, neither Zach nor himself made any promises to their 'relationship' but flirting so obviously in front of him was going over the line.
"So Lorelei..." Zach's annoying voice was loud enough for him to hear.
Brian looked on as he placed the paintbrush down. Zach had his hands in his jeans pockets. Jeans that he had bought for him. He remembered so clearly when he showed Zach the jeans. Brian had told him that he bought those jeans so he could take them off with his own hands and no other person was allowed to touch that zipper.
With hands in pockets Zach leant over slightly towards Lorelei. To Brian's disgust he could almost hear him purring. That purr was reserved only for him. Zach had said so when he had whispered in his ear after being so intimate. Now to Brian's dismay Zach had his golden head tossed back purring like he hungered for some other sexual encounter. He couldn't take the sight anymore.
"Hey Zach I'd really appreciate some help here." He called taking the paint can in his hand.
Zach reluctantly left Lorelei and seemed like the woman was relieved. Zach wondered in the garage with a slight smile and hands still buried in his pockets.
"What was that?" Brian blurted.
Zach sighed "Look man why be so agro?"
Brian stared back at him in disbelief. Shaking his head he took the paintbrush out of the can and handed it to Zach.
"Paint." Brian turned as was about to walk away from him when he felt Zach's hand on him.
"Don't just walk away form me Brian." Zach whispered.
Brian raised an eyebrow in curiosity. "Why might I walk away from you Zach? Tell me."
Sighing, Zach replied "It was a bit of harmless flirting man. Don't' get all screwed up over it."
Brian laughed as he reached for Zach's belt. Tugging it he whispered back "Didn't this one want something more than harmless fun?"
Zach's eyes widened brushing Brain's hands away from his belt and zipper. He peered nervously around.
Brian shook his heading disappointment and steeped away from him. Before he could Zach hands where around his shoulders. He was pushed up against Zach with lips mingling with renewed hunger. It was quick but it told Brian all he needed to know.
"You've got a little paint there." Zach whispered in his ear.
Zach reached out and took off his glasses. Using a thumb he wiped the paint off his cheek tenderly and slowly.
"I wonder Zach if we could borrow some of this paint." Brian chuckled.
Zach smiled, "I'll ask. Dude bring your inhaler I don't want you to die on me."
Brian stood awkwardly upon a ladder with a paintbrush in hand that dripped with white thickness. The fumes made him dizzy and he couldn't find his inhaler anywhere. He needed a break. Turning his head away from the freshly painted wall he looked outside to see Zach with Lorelei.
He didn't know what made him sick. The sight of Zach with that woman or the overpowering fumes circulating in his nostrils. Brian vehemently reminded himself that there was no solid commitment. Zach hadn't promised him anything and neither did he. However, as he wondered down the ladder this thought did not satisfy him. True, neither Zach nor himself made any promises to their 'relationship' but flirting so obviously in front of him was going over the line.
"So Lorelei..." Zach's annoying voice was loud enough for him to hear.
Brian looked on as he placed the paintbrush down. Zach had his hands in his jeans pockets. Jeans that he had bought for him. He remembered so clearly when he showed Zach the jeans. Brian had told him that he bought those jeans so he could take them off with his own hands and no other person was allowed to touch that zipper.
With hands in pockets Zach leant over slightly towards Lorelei. To Brian's disgust he could almost hear him purring. That purr was reserved only for him. Zach had said so when he had whispered in his ear after being so intimate. Now to Brian's dismay Zach had his golden head tossed back purring like he hungered for some other sexual encounter. He couldn't take the sight anymore.
"Hey Zach I'd really appreciate some help here." He called taking the paint can in his hand.
Zach reluctantly left Lorelei and seemed like the woman was relieved. Zach wondered in the garage with a slight smile and hands still buried in his pockets.
"What was that?" Brian blurted.
Zach sighed "Look man why be so agro?"
Brian stared back at him in disbelief. Shaking his head he took the paintbrush out of the can and handed it to Zach.
"Paint." Brian turned as was about to walk away from him when he felt Zach's hand on him.
"Don't just walk away form me Brian." Zach whispered.
Brian raised an eyebrow in curiosity. "Why might I walk away from you Zach? Tell me."
Sighing, Zach replied "It was a bit of harmless flirting man. Don't' get all screwed up over it."
Brian laughed as he reached for Zach's belt. Tugging it he whispered back "Didn't this one want something more than harmless fun?"
Zach's eyes widened brushing Brain's hands away from his belt and zipper. He peered nervously around.
Brian shook his heading disappointment and steeped away from him. Before he could Zach hands where around his shoulders. He was pushed up against Zach with lips mingling with renewed hunger. It was quick but it told Brian all he needed to know.
"You've got a little paint there." Zach whispered in his ear.
Zach reached out and took off his glasses. Using a thumb he wiped the paint off his cheek tenderly and slowly.
"I wonder Zach if we could borrow some of this paint." Brian chuckled.
Zach smiled, "I'll ask. Dude bring your inhaler I don't want you to die on me."