In this story Brendan is a few years younger than he is on the show.
Brendan Brady STEPPED out of the standing shower in all his sexy glory, tight muscular thighs, slim hips, now wrapped up in a white towel, his chest perfectly built and flat 6 packed stomach from all those times he hit the gym with his pub friends, he drank and ate all the time but didn't mean he had to have a beer belly. He had a well-developed mustache that got him a lot of attention thinking that he was the reincarnation of Freddie Mercury from Queen. He was greatly popular with both sexes because of that.
Steam had risen from the shower covering the mirror above the sink. He cleared it away with the palm of his hand which had long fingers with well-manicured nails.
He looked at himself in the mirror, his bright blue eyes staring back at him. He loved to look at himself. He thought his body was as perfect as the statue David but with a tan, more hair, and more muscles. He put his fingers through his dark brown hair, thick hair which was still damp
IN Brendan's bedroom there was a lump in bed. It started stirring once he walked out of the bathroom now with a pair of black silk pajama bottoms and nothing else. He walked over to the bed and cuddled up to a man who was lying down who went back to sleep, the nameless hunk next to Brendan had short brown hair the blanket half covered his body which was in white PJ's
Brendan reached over to the end table of his bed for the T.V. remote. He put his 50 inch T.V. on and it was set on MTV.
On the screen staring at Brendan was a very attractive young man with dark blonde hair he had bright blue eyes was singing on a stage wearing tight jeans and a black tank top with high top sneakers.
Brendan's mouth flew opened in infatuation of this god like creature with a voice of an angel. He couldn't keep his eyes off the screen he was beginning to sweat he didn't remember ever feeling that way ever.
Brendan shook the man on his side awake and got out of bed. He paced back and forth trying to get his mind straight while he put his fingers through his still damp hair.
"What's going on?" asked the unidentified man
"Get out" said Brendan
"Excuse me?" asked the man
"I said get out!"
"You prick" said the man getting out of the bed and looked around for his clothing. He found his clothing scattered on the floor he picked them up, ran into the bathroom and rushed to get dressed and once he was done he left Brendan's bedroom and house.
Brendan looked for his phone and found it in one of his pockets of the jeans he wore the previous night that was resting on the back of a chair in his room. He sat down on his bed and called his best friend, Joel Dexter.
"Hey Scottish foxy, it's Brendan" said Brendan excitedly
"You know I hate when you call me that."
"I know I'm just so excited"
"What's got you in such a mood?" asked Joel sounding tired on the other end of the phone.
"I know you're a jazz performer, but have you ever heard of the singer Steven Hay?" asked Brendan sounding hopeful.
"Yeah, why?" asked Joel curious
"He's smoking hot in cute way," said Brendan right to the point.
"Of course you would think that. Anything else?" said Joel
"He can sing his ass off," said Brendan serious which totally took Joel by surprise that it made him slightly laugh.
"What's so funny?" asked Brendan
"Well you never talk about another guy to me regardless if I'm straight or not and if I didn't know you, I would have thought you were in love," said Joel with a laugh.
"Who knows maybe I am"
"You can't be serious" said Joel
"Why couldn't it be true?" Brendan said while he got up from his bed and started pacing the room.
"Come on Brendan, you really don't want me to tell you," said Joel seriously.
"I know you all, everyone else thinks I'm this heartless bastard, a player, someone who will never settle for one person who sleeps around and one more thing is dangerous." said Brendan as he sat down on a chair in his living room.
"Well when you put it that way in one word 'yes'" said Joel right out there for Johnny to get it put into his head.
"Why thanks man for your honesty, it's a good thing we've been friends for 10 years or else I would have to go to you and kick your ass"
"I'm not afraid of you" said Joel laughing his head off on the other end of the phone.
"Good to see I amuse you but I can change just watch me"
"Yeah says who?" asked Joel in a laughing mannered way
"Says I, I can do it"
"How are you going to pull that one off I may ask" said Joel
"I'm going to become a rock star and get the boy"