Ok, this one is told from Daphne's POV since there is no way I could get away with Emmett showing up at the prom. So here you go. Don't own Brian or Justin, damn it. Or Daphne, or anything else to do with this show. Also I don't own the drifter's or the song, so no lawsuits people… Please review.

Daphne could not believe it, Brian Kinney had actually shown up. Justin had been talking about him practically nonstop since he met the older man, but she never expected this. Brian walked into the room with this look of fear and disbelief on his face. But as soon as he spotted Daphne and realized who her dance partner was, it was as if he'd been rescued from drowning.

Daphne motioned to him, her eyes going to Justin as he turned to see the man who had originally planned just to fuck him and leave, walking towards him. And even though the 30 year old was walking through a room of 18 year olds, he was more beautiful and confident than Daphne could ever remember seeing him. Daphne looked around to see if anyone else had noticed that the hottest man in Pittsburg had arrived. Justin was just staring at him as though he was made of gold, and Daphne knew, that this meant everything in the world to Justin. His eyes were staring as though he was unsure of whether he was really there or if he was imagining it. If he had just thought about it so much and so hard that it was in his mind so vividly that he was just dreaming again. But as Brian finally reached them and met Justin's eyes Justin's face split into a smile that outshone all the strobe lights in the room. Clearly, Brian was happy to see him too as his own lips curled up, though far more muted than Justin's, it was there. But even more there was the love and joy that shone from both the blue set and hazel set of eyes that searched each other for safety and truth.

"I thought you said you wouldn't be caught dead in a room full of 18 year olds," Justin stated, looking for an excuse as to why Brian had been so hurtful and yet was still here. Daphne grinned at her best friend's tone, as it was one of satisfaction, knowing that the man he loved and adored, maybe, just maybe, loved him back. But God, if it was as clear as crystal to Daphne that Brian was as much in love as Justin was, even if he wouldn't say it, this showed it. Hell, showing up at prom like this, SCREAMED that Brian loved him.

"I thought I'd recapture my loss youth," Brian replied with his signature, 'I don't really give a shit' tone. But Brian gave a shit, Brian really, really gave a shit. As Brian ran his fingers ran delicately up Justin's lapel, Daphne looked away, part so her eyes wouldn't burst into flames at the heat being admitted from the two men, and part so that they could have this loving, intimate moment to themselves. It wasn't until Brian ran his hand down her back that Daphne turned back,

"You look hot, Daphne," Daphne looked at Justin who grinned and they both chuckled as Brian kissed her temple. "I'd fuck you," the older man continued and Daphne knew what Justin loved so much, Brian was completely charming and crude at the same time.

"You too, Brian," she chuckled, to be honest she never expected to be told that she was hot by someone as attractive as Brian and even if he was fucking her best friend, she would take it. But the next second they were back in each other's cocoon as though no one else existed.

"Mind if I borrow your date?" Daphne knew from the love and lust in both of their eyes that even if she said yes, Brian would still take Justin away. And Daphne was glad, Justin deserved to have the night of his life, showing every bigot at that prom up. She met Justin's eyes quickly and he silently told her thank you as she turned away, she gave a small nod and smile at his joy.

As Brian led Justin on to the dance floor, parting the ignorant teens in their way, it was as though they were the only two people in each other's world. "Save the last dance for me," by the Drifters started up and Daphne smiled, the moment couldn't have been more perfect if it had been scripted. They started to dance and the rest of the room faded into oblivion as the two people, so obviously completely in love with each other, stared into each other's eyes. They both smiled at each other, holding on tightly, not out of nervousness but out of the pure reason of wanting to. They never broke eye contact the entire song, telling each other how much they loved each other, silently and with their bodies. It was beautiful.

When Brian began to spin Justin around, Justin's smile grew and he was beaming so brightly that Daphne had to smile herself. She hoped one day, she would have what they had. Even when Brian treated him like crap and pushed him away, the love was so brilliantly there. In the way they touched, in the way they looked in each other's faces, in the way they spoke. Brian looked almost as happy as Justin, he looked as though he felt free for the first time. As Justin started to take off Brian's jacket, Daphne thought for a moment that they were going to have sex then and there, and it almost looked like Brian did too. But Justin just denied Brian a kiss and slipped the jacket off his arms, a control in his eyes that Daphne knew was driving Brian crazy by the look in his eyes. As the jacket landed in her arms she grinned some more and Justin smiled mischievously at Brian who smiled back, allowing Justin to take the lead.

Several seconds later, they kissed and it was as if they thought they would never kiss again. It was passionate and sweet, loving and possessive all at the same time and Daphne wanted to cheer, this was what it was all about. That love that gleamed through them, every part of them told everybody else that they loved each other. When Brian took Justin's hand and led him out, Daphne giggled at thoughts of what the night would bring them. After all, prom night was about getting lucky. And as lucky as she knew Justin already thought he was, she knew what would happen once those two got home. And she wouldn't wait to hear all about it the next day.

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