Alarm clocks, Brian Kinney hated them. He especially hated the one going off next to his head. He opened his eyes and closed them immediately as the sun hit them with force. He reached over and smacked the clock, groaning, still tired from the escapades from last night. Just as he was about to fall asleep, a cry awoke him, coming from the next room. Looking over aimlessly as his blonde partner was still fast asleep, he sighed and sat up. Reaching for a bathrobe, he pulled it on and walked to the room where the crying came from.

This room was a child paradise. Stuffed animals, toys, fun painted walls with pink bunnies all over them. There was also a crib and in this crib lay the most beautiful baby girl he had ever seen. She had a small rounded face and bright blue eyes. Little tufts of blonde hair stuck out from the top of her head and she was indeed beautiful. He smiled and picked her up, holding her to him.

"Somebody wet their diaper, didn't they?" He spoke softly, cuddling the baby girl to himself, he went to the changing area to change her diaper before taking her downstairs to heat up a bottle.

Brian Kinney wasn't always a baby person. He had only planned to have one kid, one he didn't even have to raise and that kid was Gus. But, a year after Justin left, he had come back and said he wanted to be together, they didn't need any rings or a big ceremony, but to just be together. Then, a few months afterward, he had hinted he had wanted a child. Brian had been adamant, he had Justin, what more could be want? But, Justin still attempted to convince him, so he gave in.

Daphne was a saint. She had offered to carry the child and Brian insisted that Justin be the father. Without thinking twice, she had signed the parental right papers over to Brian and Justin, and nine months later, Kayley Jennifer Taylor-Kinney was born. Brian was a little hesitant at first, he didn't know what to do. But, it came easily much to his surprise and now he found himself actually happy to have the baby girl in his life. But, don't let the whole father thing fool you, he was still Brian Kinney. He occasionally went to Babylon and had the once in a while fling in the back room, but most of his life was Justin and Kayley now, he found he rather liked it that way.

After feeding her, he set her down in a high chair and began fixing breakfast for both him and Justin. They had work that day and Daphne agreed to look after Kayley during working hours.

"That smells great." A yawning blonde walked into the kitchen, in a pair of sweats, his hair all disheveled after last night."I like it that you're actually cooking." He then turned to Kayley.

"Good morning, sweetie," He said, kissing the baby on her forehead. He then walked over to his partner and wrapped his arms around him, kissing his cheek.

Brian turned to wrap his arms around Justin and give him a passionate kiss before leaning to whisper in his ear.

"We are having repeats of last night, got it?" Justin chuckled and shoved him playfully.

"Sometimes, Mr. Kinney, I think you only want me for what's in my pants." He teased. Brian pretended to consider this before smirking.

"While that's definitely one of your best attributes, I wouldn't stick around someone purely for the size of their di-" Justin hushed him and jerked his head over to where Kayley was watching them curiously.

"Watch your language around the baby." He ordered.

"I doubt she knows what a dick even is." Justin just smiled and shook his head, placing a kiss on Brian's lips before sitting down at the kitchen table. Breakfast was done soon enough and they ate in a companionable silence.

When done, Justin had taken the baby upstairs to get dressed while Brian had gotten into the shower. After settling Kayley in the playpen, he joined his partner.

Brian was soaping himself when arms encircled him and took the soap, running down his back where kisses soon followed.

"Wake up horny, Sunshine?" He asked. Justin turned Brian to face him.

"As if you didn't?" He looked down to confirm his suspicions. Brian pushed him against the wall and kissed his neck, sucking gently on the tender skin. Justin let a moan and ran his hands up and down Brian's back. Reaching for the stash in the soap holder, Brian tore open the condom package and put it on. Turning Justin around, he positioned himself and entered him slowly and agonizingly. Justin's whimpers turned to loud moans as he thrust. He reached in front and grasped Justin's length and pumped him in time with his thrusts.

Justin came quickly enough and after a few more thrusts, so did Brian. Pulling Justin's head back to assault his mouth with his own, he pulled out and quickly disposed of the condom.

"Maybe we should actually get clean." Justin suggested, though his eyes suggested he was still in post-orgasmic bliss.

"We should."

They finished showering and went to the bedroom to get dressed.

After getting dressed, Justin made his way into Kayley's room to throw together a bag with diapers, bottles, formula and toys. When he was sure everything was set, he pulled the bag on one shoulder and hoisted his daughter on the opposite hip. Walking out, Brian ready to go and they left.

Justin looked up at the manor as they were leaving, glad that Brian hung onto it, they wouldn't have been able to raise a baby in the loft. Kayley was safely secured in the back seat and they were off.

Quickly pulling up to Daphne's, Justin dropped Kayley off and got back in the car. He looked over at Brian.

"What?" Brian asked tentatively. Justin reached over and pulled down the zipper on his pants.

"Just start driving." Justin replied, lowering his head.

Kinnetic was only a short drive away, but Justin was good at what he did and Brian had his second orgasm of the day. Checking the mirror to make sure nothing was on him, they got out of the car and made their way into the building where Cynthia greeted happily, going over the messages.

When Justin had come back from New York City, realizing his muse was in Pittsburgh, Brian once again offered him a job at the agency, this time he accepted. What he didn't expect however, was the job to be head of the whole art department. He was deterred, having no experience in advertising whatsoever. He caught on quickly enough and became quite respected rather than just the guy who got the job because he was screwing the boss.

After a quick kiss, Brian went to his office to get started on the day's events. What he did not count on, was an hour later, a flustered Claire would walk through his office door. He looked up, rather annoyed.

"Claire, to what do I owe this displeasure?" He said icily. You would be on edge too if one of the last memories of your sister was her accusing you of molesting her son.

"It's about John." She stated. Brian raised an eyebrow.

"Do you need bail money or something?" He asked. She shook her head.

"No, but I need a favor." She took a seat and looked at him. He glared.

"You want a favor from me?" She nodded."And what could I possibly do for you?"

"I need you to look after John for a while, you know he's been getting into an awful lot of trouble with the law and one more strike it's prison, I can't look after him, this week I have to go Colorado because his grandmother's in the hospital, please, Brian, please?" She begged him.

Brian just looked at her as though she had just swallowed a grenade.

"Let me get this straight, for a whole week, while you gallivant away to another state, you want me to look after my nephew, the same nephew who just so happened to once falsely accuse me of molesting him, correct me if i'm wrong so far." He snapped. She hung her head.

"Please, Brian, mom can't handle this, i'm sure you and your...partner have room in your mansion in West Virginia for a teen for a week." She pleaded. He decided to ignore her hesitation on calling Justin his partner and just looked at her. Placing his head in his hands, he sighed.

"Fine, but he fucks up and he's off to mom's, got it?" He scowled, he had gone soft, he couldn't even say no to Claire! She smiled happily and yelled out into the hallway.

John walked in with a backpack and sat down, refusing to look Brian in the eyes. Claire stood, kissed John on the head and left immediately. Brian sat there, looking at his now sixteen year old nephew. Shaking his head, he stood up and walked around his office for a bit before sitting back down.

"So, now, what the hell am I supposed to do with you?"

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