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Getting Him Back

I don't know how I let this happen.

How did the little twat get past my walls?

Debbie was right when she had told me I loved him...even though I didn't admit it in words, I knew it to be true. She knew it to be true. She knows me entirely too well.

Now, I sit in the diner watching as my Sunshine flits around nervously...avoiding eye contact with me.

I know he still wants me.

The fiddler filled his young head with ideals of romantic bliss. I know it will wear off.

Justin will come back...he will beg me to take him back.

I will make him sweat it out before I give in...I shouldn't give in...I am Brian fucking Kinney. I don't do second chances. I don't do repeats.

Well...at least, I didn't until that blonde headed twink entered my world.

I continue to watch Justin with hunger. Right now, uncaring who notices.

Then his head turns towards me...and those beautiful eyes finally meet mine. I quirk an eyebrow...while I proceed to give him the most thorough eye fuck I have ever given-he flushes turning away, almost dropping the dishes he was carrying.

I smile...yes, my boy still wants me...the fucking fiddler doesn't stand a chance if I try to take him back.

I will do nothing for now...he will come back to me...I will suffer, and wait until he returns...on my terms.

It's only a matter of time.