6 months later

Justin was sprawled out on the floor painting as he often did these days. He had a show in 3 months and 25 pieces to complete and send to New York. Most of his painting's consisted of brown and red these days and although everyone loved his paintings and paid a lot of money for them only he knew the true meaning behind them. Brian walked in and began to complain about 'some asshole' down at the grocery story.

"Hello? Justin are you even listening?" Brian waved a hand in front of Justin's face.

Justin shook his head and looked up at Brian, "What? Oh come on Brian I have asked you not to distract me when I am painting. I have to get these done by March and I only have 3 done."

Brian made a face of mock indignation, "Excuse me for wanting to come home and bitch and moan to my fi… to my Justin."

Justin chuckled and stood up, "Ready repeat after me." Justin raised his hand at every syllable, "Fi-an-ce." Justin shook his head, "imagine when you're going to have to present me as your husband."

Brian cocked his head and furrowed his brow, "Justin … Justin." Brian wrapped his arms around Justin and pulled him around to face him. "Justin what the fuck is the matter with you?"

Justin shook his head, "I'm sorry Brian I'm just preoccupied with this and the wedding plans and oh my god Brian, you're doctor's appointment."

Brian chuckled and pulled Justin over to the sofa. "Justin the doctor's appointment is tomorrow, okay?" Justin shook his head, "As for the wedding Emmett has that taken cared of and you are brilliant you will get the paintings done." He pulled Justin closer to him, "If you're going to be my hus-ban-d than I need you to be safe and taken cared of and not ill with exhaustion." Brian kissed the side of Justin's face, "and I bought the downstairs so we would have more room. I made you a studio why do you keep painting up here?"

Justin burrowed his way deeper into Brian's body, "It's where I spent most of my time in the last 7 years. It gives me inspiration and memories."

Brian looked around the loft. It had held a different kind of memory for him and now he wondered what it held for Justin, "What memories?"

Justin looked around and pointed to the bed, "Let's start with the most obvious. I lost my virginity in that bed that alone held a special place. Not to mention the countless times you held me in your arms and made sure I was safe." He looked around and pointed to the dining room table, "Right there is when I really knew you cared about me."

"The Dining room table, but we hardly eat there."

Justin chuckled, "Do you remember jambalaya?"

Brian raised his head and smiled, "Ah yes I remember now." Brian shook his head, "you are ridiculous at times sunshine."

"Yes but that is why you love me?"

"It is," he kissed sunshine, "I must admit it is."

Knock Knock, Before letting anyone answer Emmett opened the door to the loft and began to call out there name.

"Brian? Justin sweetie?" Emmett peered around the loft and couldn't find anyone. Eventually he headed to the downstairs addition.

Justin got off of Brian and began the laugh, "Why didn't you let me tell him we were here? You know eventually he is going to find out we are here and then we are going to have to talk about 'the day'." Brian raised his eyebrows, "The retched wedding remember?"

Brian got up and walked over to the kitchen. "It's not a … how did you put it, retched day. I am perfectly content in committing myself to you for life; my only problem is that's all Emmett seems to want to talk about. Between the barging me with questions about floral arrangements during breakfast and the calling at 3am to confirm that we want blue and white not blue and silver it is getting a tad annoying don't you think so?"

Justin went behind Brian and wrapped his arms around the brunettes waist, "You know it's not everyday Brian Kinney commits his body and soul to one little twat. People want to make it special," he slapped Brian's ass. "So deal with it and put a happy face on," Justin walked over to the staircase that led downstairs. "Emmett we're up here," he called out and returned to his painting on the floor.

Emmett spoke to them about the final arrangements. The wedding was to be this weekend and they had a lot to accomplish before then. Emmett made sure the wedding went by smoothly but they had to make sure they got their suits and rings. After the final arrangements for Saturday's festivities were over Brian ushered Emmett over with the promise of going to the tux shop tomorrow after the doctor's appointment. Brian went to take a shower while Justin prepared for dinner.

Justin came into the shower behind Brian and wrapped his arms around him, "Weren't you making dinner or something?"

"It's done. Unlike you I can make a delicious three course meal – with no carbs of course seeing how it's after 7, in 30 minutes." Brian turned Justin around and kissed him, "You're welcome."

Brian continued to kiss a line of butterfly kisses along the side of Justin's face. "We have to get out soon."

Justin's eyes opened wide in curiosity, "Oh yeah? Why's that?"

"Because it' almost 10pm and you volunteered us to pick up the Muncher's and the kids from the air port remember?"

Justin hit his head against Brian's chest, "You're right. Fuck Brian can't you call Michael and ask him to do it?"

"Justin he's already letting them stay at his place come on now." Justin got up in frustration and began to change into more airport appropriate clothing, "Think about it this way if we put them up then we'd have absolutely no alone time."

Justin smiled and tilted his head to the said as if to acknowledge Brian was right. "Do we have time to eat? I didn't cook for the house to smell delicious."

Brian looked at his watch, "Yes but no feeding each other that always adds about an hour to our dinner."

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