It only took me 3 months to update this. I told you I would. Sorry it took so long though, had a lot of other stories and life problems going on. The next chapter should be along before too long, it won't be another three months. Also I know the beginning doesn't really fit with the rest of the story but I like it so… ;-P please review. Much love to everyone who has stuck with me!

It was Christmas, 6 months, 4 days and 22 hours since Justin left Pittsburg, left Brian. No, Brian thought quickly, since Brian let Justin leave, had he asked him to stay, Justin wouldn't have hesitated, he would have jumped into his arms and kissed him happily. Brian knew that, he had known that the moment he woke up alone. They talked every single day, visited every chance they got, but it wasn't the same. When they had lived together they had been connected in a way that had been severed slightly, even if Brian could still tell that every time they spoke on the phone, Justin was waiting for him to ask him come home. But Brian couldn't, couldn't take away his chance to be everything he could as an artist, it just wasn't fair. Even if it meant Brian spent every moment of everyday miserable without him, he wouldn't make Justin sacrifice for him.

He spent the rest of the morning drinking by himself, just like old times. It was 12:32 when a knock came on the door, he smirked, expectantly,

"It's about time, Mikey, I was wondering when you were going to stop me from wallowing in self"- He opened the door to a beautiful man with a big red bow tied around his naked body.

"Merry Christmas," Justin said, smiling rather mischievously. Brian moaned in want, lust, and love as he grabbed the blonde man's arms and pulled him into the loft. Brian couldn't touch him enough, covering his lover's body with wet, open, hard and soft kisses. His hands running over any skin he could find and still undress himself, though Justin was currently ripping his shirt off. Buttons flew everywhere and for the first time, Brian didn't care. The only thing he cared about was having Justin on his bed and in his arms, fucking him until they were both unable to move.

"Love-you," Justin panted, sucking on Brian's neck. Brian kissed him back greedily,

"Don't go back, stay here, stay with me." Brian tried to choke them back, tried to change them, but they were out there. These words stopped the desperation and they met eyes,

"It's about fucking time," Justin grinned, kissing him deeply, his arms wrapped around his neck. Brian felt happier than he had in 6 months, 4 days and 22 hours, he felt as if the world was once again in color. "I thought you'd never ask," Justin moaned, smiling as he separated their mouths. All Brian could do was smile.

Brian smiled softly as he came out of the dream of one of the best Christmases of his life. He reached out in the bed, searching for the man that had put that smile on his face, to only find an empty bed, and for a moment his heart skipped a beat in panic, before his mind caught up and he realized Justin would have gotten up early on their son's wedding day. Oh God, Gus was getting married, Brian moaned, scrubbing his face with his hands as he crawled out of bed. He adored Michelle, but somehow Gus getting married meant that he would need Brian even less than he already did.

"Good Morning," Justin greeted happily, entering their bedroom, taking a deep kiss before going to the nightstand and taking out a small velvet box that contained the cufflinks that Brian had worn at their own wedding. "I think Gus should wear these today," Justin stated, though it was half way asked.

"They are what I was wearing when I became the luckiest man on earth," Brian claimed, and Justin groaned playfully,

"God, when did you become such a lesbian?" Brian chuckled as he kissed Justin deeply again, but suddenly they were interrupted when Gus burst into the room, his eyes wide, his skin pale and coated with sweat.

"I can't do this! You were right all along, Dad. I'm too young, WE are too young. This is a terrible idea. What was I thinking? God! I am so stupid!" Gus cried before turning back around and went down the hall. Justin looked surprised,

"Gus-" he moved to follow but Brian grabbed his hand,

"No, I'll do it." Brian finally caught up with the panicking man who looked very close to crying.

"Dad, what am I going to do?" Gus yelped, shaking his head.

"You are about to tell the woman that you love, that you love her so much that you want to spend the rest of your lives together." Brian said calmly, sitting down, his legs spread casually as Gus paced.

"What if this is a mistake? I mean I've only ever been with Michelle, am I marrying her because she's the first one that came along? No, that's ridiculous, I love her with everything I have. But what if I fuck it up Dad? What if I'm not husband material?" His son looked more flustered that Brian could ever remember seeing him.

"I'm the only one Justin's ever been with. Justin is the only one I've ever been with." Gus paused, looking at his father confused. "Sex is not the same thing, Justin is the only man that made my heart race and my stomach to do flips. He is the only one that I want to see everyday for the rest of my life. And I know Michelle is that for you, this is just cold feet, I had them. Fuck, I went into a closet a screamed I was so scared. Look, Michelle is perfect for you. Sonny Boy, you are going to stand under that arch and be terrified, until you see her walk down the aisle, and then…That's it. That's all you need." Gus stared at Brian for a moment,

"God, when did you become such a lesbian?" Brian laughed aloud at his son's repetition of his husband's earlier statement.

"The day I married Justin, you're next," Brian claimed, standing and pulling Gus into a hug, "I'm so proud of you." This was whispered and Gus swallowed hard to get the emotions to not show as predominately. Suddenly Gus grabbed hold of his father, squeezing him tightly,

"Dad, promise me you'll live forever." The words Gus had muttered caused Brian to pull out of the embrace, looking at the other man, perplexed.

"I don't know how I'm going to get through everything if you aren't around. I'm always going to need you to give it to me straight, so you think you can do that for me, live forever?" Gus asked and Brian stared at him, Gus still needed him? Would always need him? Shit, here comes the waterworks, he sniffed and nodded, even though it was a lie, he couldn't bring himself to say anything else.

Five hours later the wedding was 2 hours away and the house was bustling, Gus was once again pacing, this time in a suit, and Brian was smirking as he sat in the same chair he had earlier.

"And what if she gets cold feet? What if she finally figures out she's too good for me? Fuck, Dad, what if something happens like Emmett flips out and then nothing goes according to plan, or what if someone objects!" Gus was once again freaking out, and Brian was still the calm force he had been for Gus all day.

"I'll kill the bastard that objects. And Gus, for fuck's sake, breathe, your face is turning purple." Gus realized his father's was right and inhaled deeply, being over so that his head was practically between his knees. Brian laughed, Gus reminded him so much of himself on his own wedding day, except he had, had Debbie talking him down. And her advice followed more along the lines of, "If you call this thing off again and break Sunshine's heart, I will break your balls."

"Everything is going to be fine, Sonny boy, just remember, if I can get married, anyone can."

"OH MY GOD! Just because you are gay Papa doesn't mean you can do hair!" Charlotte's screech brought them out of the moment and caused them both to burst out laughing. Only to laugh harder at Justin's indignant reply of,

"I have been fixing you hair your entire life, if this isn't good enough I'll just shave it off!"

Charlotte squealed, and not a playful one, before she was running down the stairs and into the room, hiding behind the chair. Her hair looked beautiful,

"Charley," Gus said, smirking at his sister, seemingly have calmed down. Charlotte slowly turned to him, "Your hair looks amazing." She sighed softly, standing delicately touching her golden hair,

"Are you sure, I want it to look perfect." Brian couldn't help but shake his head at how much like Justin their daughter tended to be.

"It does, Moonbeam," J.R. agreed, smiling brightly at Brian and Gus. "You ready to be castrated, bro?" She teased and Gus moaned, Brian swatted at her, but couldn't help but grin.

"Are you done with your little queen out, Charlotte Rae?" Justin asked, as he entered the room, his eyebrow raised in slight annoyance.

"Hmmm, I wonder who she got that from?" Daphne asked as she entered the room, grinning widely with her three year old son on her hip.

"Charley!" Jonny cried, squirming to get out of his mother's arms and ran over to his sister, who picked him up, grinning. Justin, now that there was not a child in Daphne's arms, hit her arm playfully. She exaggerated the with a drawn out, 'oooowwwww!' but they all just laughed. Because they knew Charley did get her attitude from Justin, but she also got her heart from him too. For a moment they forgot the insanity of the day, and all smiled, just happy being a part of this family. That is until Emmett walked in,

"Oh my God, Gus, where is your boutonniere? And Charley why on earth aren't you in your dress? Your hair looks fantastic though," Justin stuck his tongue out at his daughter who gave it right back, but they both grinned. "And Justin, why the hell aren't you ready? And Brian why are you sitting on your ass? Go tell Michelle to meet me in the dining room at 2:45. At which time, I expect the two of you," he motioned to Brian and Gus, "as well as the other groomsmen to be standing under the arch. And J.R. you and Charley, and all the girls need to be with me in the dining room and –" suddenly Justin walked up to Emmett, grabbed his shoulders, kissing his lips lightly and grinned.

"And you, Emmett Honeycutt, need to relax. This wedding is going to be incredible, because of you. Everyone is going to be where they need to be at exactly the time they need to be there. It's going to go off without a hitch." Justin promised, and Emmett and Gus both sighed deeply.

"Thanks, Baby," Emmett murmured, "I'm normally the only calm one at the wedding, but this is Gus we're talking about." Justin nodded,

"I know, but it's still going to go smoothly. And once the wedding is over and we start the reception, I had better see you having fun. You aren't the wedding planner there, you are his Auntie Em." Emmett beamed and kissed Justin on the cheek once again and hugged him tightly.

"What would we do without you?" Emmett asked, and Gus was the one to reply,

"Fail miserably." Justin smiled at his son and clapped his hands together,

"All right, let's do this."

Brian couldn't help but stare at his husband, he was supposed to be looking straight ahead, but he couldn't remove his eyes from the gorgeous form to his side, seated on the front row. Gus of course noticed and nudged him,

"I would rather you two didn't eye fuck at my wedding." Justin, who was sitting close enough to hear, chuckled,

"You aren't the only one that's getting laid tonight, Gus." Justin winked at Brian who grinned, loving his husband so much it almost hurt.

"Fuck, you two are ridiculous, are you ever going to stop going at it all the time?" Gus asked, though both fathers knew there was no real anger behind it.

"Not if I have anything to say about it." Justin claimed, an impish grin that drove Brian crazy on his lips.

"Little twat," Brian hissed, knowing that Justin knew exactly what he was doing to Brian. Justin just laughed, looking seemingly innocent when he was anything but. "I love you," Brian mouthed and Justin's eyes lit up and his sunshine smile made itself known and Brian's stomach twisted pleasantly.

"I love you too," Justin responded, barely saying it aloud, but Brian read his lips and eyes. Gus smiled and looked back at Brian who met his eyes once again,

"I hope Michelle and I are just like you two in 22 years." Brian nodded, looking back nearly dazed at his husband,

"I hope you are too." Just then the wedding march played and Gus gasped sharply, paling but his father's hand on his shoulder grounded him once more and he searched for his bride. The moment Michelle appeared, Gus's breath hitched for a very different reason,

"You were right, Dad, she is all I need." Brian smiled and patted his shoulder a couple times before putting them back at his side as Michelle beamed up at her future husband who was wiping away tears. "And I have become a lesbian too," Brian chuckled,

"Told ya." Father and son smiled at each other before turning their attention back to Michelle, who seemed to manage get to them in a blink of an eye. Her father kissed her cheek as he offered her hand to Gus, who took it, smiling happily. Brian looked back at Justin who wasn't even bothering wiping the tears that were on his face, but then Emmett was there and handed him a tissue, before choking back a sob himself. Brian grinned at the two men who looked as proud as a father and uncle should. Lindsay and Mel were messes of tears and blubbers, looking happier than Brian had seen them in a while. Michelle and Gus went in for a quick kiss, that lasted several seconds before Father Tom interrupted,

"We haven't gotten there yet," he whispered to the couple who pulled away blushing. Then Father Tom looked over at Brian who was smirking, "Just like his father." Brian looked over at Justin who grinned back, winking. Everyone who had known the couple for any amount of time chuckled at what had happened. "Dearly beloved, we have gathered here today…" Father Tom began, but Brian's mind went to his own wedding, knowing he really should be paying attention to Gus, but as the words were spoken, he couldn't help it. He looked over at Justin and they locked eyes.

Justin was in a black suit, a white shirt and a cream colored tie, he looked like something out of a magazine, and Brian thought he was far too perfect to be walking towards him, his entire face lit up and a wide smile on his face. His mother was on his arm, her eyes full of tears, but her face almost as bright as Justin's. Once he got to Brian he hugged his mother tightly and she looked at Brian, mouthing,

"Take care of him." Brian nodded, wondering if the smile on his face was as happy as he felt. Justin pulled away from Jennifer, inhaling deeply as he turned to Brian,

"We really gonna do this?" Justin whispered as Jennifer took her seat, "It's not too late you know, you can still back out." Brian stared at him,

"And miss out on an awesome night of wedding night fucking, I don't think so." Brian replied cheekily, but honestly he couldn't have called it off again, he couldn't have gone another day without his Kinney being attached to Justin Taylor. "And you aren't getting out of it that easy, Mr. Taylor," Justin grinned and nodded, wrapping his arms around Brian's waist,

"And I wouldn't want to." Brian knew he wasn't supposed to do this, he knew that they rehearsed it 10 times before they got it right, but in that moment, Justin's eyes looking at him, bright, wide and trusting, his lips parted slightly, Brian couldn't actually be expected to leave those full lips unkissed, could he? Well Brian Kinney was never one to do what was expected and he grabbed Justin's face and kissed him deeply. He heard Justin moan softly and the kiss was whole-heartedly returned. It wasn't until Father Tom put his hand on Brian's shoulder that Brian separated their lips, but if the soft whimper that Justin released that he knew no one else heard, he didn't want it to end either.

"Do you want to do this now? Or should we all come back later?" there was a teasing to his voice that told them that Father Tom was just fine with the couple's affections.

"No," Brian breathed, "you can start." Justin grinned up at him,

"Plus," he whispered quietly and Brian wasn't sure that even Father Tom could hear him. "What I have planned for tonight is way better," he winked. Brian bit down on his lip hard to keep from moaning, not knowing what the blonde had in store, but knowing it was going to be good.

"You aren't going to make this easy on me are you, Sunshine?" Brian asked just as quietly, Justin smirked.

"Not at all, in fact, Mr. Kinney, I intend on making it very hard indeed." He may look like an angel, but Brian was pretty sure his partner was a devil, but fuck if Brian didn't love it.

"Twat," Brian hissed and Justin chuckled, earning several confused stares from their guests who hadn't noticed their quiet talk. They continued to just stare at each other, unable to look away from the beauty of the other.

"Now Brian, if you'll put the ring on Justin's hand," Father Tom told him, Brian was surprised, they were at that part already? Justin looked just as startled at how far the service had gotten without their notice. But he smiled anyway and raised their hands, which hadn't detached since they had joined. "At this time, Brian and Justin have written their own vows to exchange, go ahead Brian," Brian nodded, they had made their own vows for this part.

"Jus- Sunshine," Justin beamed, "I am such an idiot, it should not have taken us this long to get to this point. I should have married you a week after I met you, that's all it took for me to know that I wanted you forever. But at the time I had no idea what those feeling meant, you changed everything, you changed me." He smirked, "I have yet to decide if it was good change," Justin gasped indignantly and hit his arm hard, causing everyone to chuckle, even Justin, for they all knew Brian was as in love with this blonde as he was with him. "But it's too late now, it's done and you are stuck with me." Justin smiled,

"Good," he whispered as Brian continued.

"This ring is smooth and sparkling, which our relationship hasn't always been, but our love has always been continuous, it hasn't for a single second ended, like this ring. It's only a piece of gold shaped into a circle, but it's perfect, like you. And I plan to be with you for the rest of our lives, ideally we'll die in bed together one night, like that couple from Titanic." Justin snorted, shaking his head as he rolled his eyes but beamed, even though his face was wet with tears. "This is just a symbol and we told each other we didn't need rings or vows to prove that we love each other, and that remains, but I would be honored if you would wear this to know that I am still so fucking in love with you…" Suddenly Brian's voice caught and Justin lost it even further, sobs hiccupping in his throat. "I love you more now than I ever have, you continue to amaze me every day." At this point Justin wasn't able to speak so he just nodded as Brian put the ring on his finger and Justin lunged forward, kissing Brian with near desperation. Brian let the kiss happen, even joining in before pulling away,

"Ah-Ah Sunshine, I want my ring now." The guests and Father Tom chuckled, Justin smiled, still fighting back sobs. It took him a minute to stop, but he finally gathered himself and inhaled deeply.

"An imitation heterosexual union that by its very nature is doomed to fail, that's what this is, isn't it?" Several people gasped at Justin's harsh words, not knowing the back story to them. "Well Mr. Kinney, for someone who didn't want to become a step-ford fag, I'd say you have conformed rather nicely." Brian couldn't help but laugh, though several people including Debbie looked ready to kill. "I cannot believe I ever said 'no' to you," Justin breathed so that people had to strain to hear it. "It's true that the only reason you proposed the first time was because of the bombing, but you meant it, and you've meant it ever since. And you wanted to cuddle that night," Brian glared at Justin for revealing that, but Justin just grinned. "And you bought this house for us so we could be together, be a family, well Bri-, we have been a family for much longer than that. I think the first time I felt at home with you was when I trashed your loft and you got so pissed at me. You didn't treat me like I was some kid that had to be protected or taken care of, you treated me like an equal that was expected to act like one. I have never felt like your subordinate, or even your twink, expect maybe that first time, but by the time we were in the shower the next morning, I knew you were mine." Brian smiled and half shrugged a nod, and Justin grinned wider. "I asked you why you wanted to get married, and do you remember what you said?" Justin paused and Brian nodded, blinking rapidly at the tears that filled his eyes. "To prove to the person that you love how much you loved him," they heard Jennifer and Daphne gasp and let out a whimper and they both grinned past their tears, which now flowed down both faces. "But you didn't need to do this to prove it, it prove it every single day, with smiles and kisses, and fucks," everyone laughed. "And we decided we didn't need to get married, but when I returned from New York and you still had our rings and still had the want to get married, how could I say no? Not to mention, I really, really wanted to," Brian chuckled at Justin sudden faked shyness, as he looked coyly at his shoes. "But I don't want you to wear this ring because you feel like you need to, I want you to wear it because you want to. And it represents how much I love you. Infinitely, and that is never going to change Bri. I'm sure there will be times when I want to kill you, but I will never stop loving you. And if you ever stop loving me, I will hunt you down and tie you to a chair, full Kathy Bates style." Everyone once again laughed and Brian pretended to start to step back, but Justin grabbed him and pulled him back, flush against him. "I love you, and this ring is only a piece of metal that tells everyone else that, us, we've known it for years, me a little longer than you, but…" once again there was laughter but as Justin put the ring on his finger, Brian realized what had come over Justin before and attacked his, nearly husband's, lips. Justin chuckled into the kiss and they heard Father Tom sigh,

"It's almost over guys, then you can get back to your rabbit tendencies." They parted slowly, both love drunk and Father Tom continued, "I know pronounce you husband and wife, you may kiss the bride." Wait, what? Brian looked back at Justin only to realize that this wasn't his wedding anymore, it was Gus's and he'd miss the whole thing. Shit.

He was still feeling like a terrible father when Justin took his arm to leave the area together, and Justin grinned at him.

"It was recorded," he chuckled, "what were you thinking about?" Brian looked down at Justin, noticing that 22 year after meeting him, he was as beautiful and sexy as ever.

"Our wedding," Brian admitted, kissing Justin's lips quickly, Justin hummed,

"That was a good day." Brian shook his head,

"That was a great day."

Ok, sorry to end so abruptly, I just kinda wanted this story to be about Brian and Justin's day, even though I love Gus and Michelle (Michelle is my character btw) next chapter, not written but spoiler alert**** they walk in on charley doing something that they do a lot. Please please please review. *Hugs and kisses*