Justin smiled as he woke up, his head on Brian's chest. He'd spent the last four nights in a row with Brian, since the family dinner.

He traced a finger over Brian's stomach, wondering why he was even bothering to keep his things at Ben's. He may not have spent every night at Brian's, but he wanted to now. He wanted to wake up like this every morning.

"What's running through that head of yours?" Brian asked lazily, his eyes still closed, not ready to admit it was morning.

"Do you still want me here?" He asked slowly, hoping.

Brian tightened his arm around the younger man and kissed the top of his blond head. "Always, Sunshine," he said honestly.

"Can I move back in then?" He asked, moving so that he could see Brian's face.

Brian opened his eyes and looked at him with a gentle smile. "You're ready to come back home?"

Justin nodded.

"About fucking time," he all but growled and kissed him.

Justin moaned and moved so that he was practically lying on top of Brian, his erection pressing against the man's hip.

"Justin," Brian groaned in warning. It was killing him, being so close to Justin, holding him, sleeping next to him, feeling his cock against him.

Justin moved so that he wasn't pressed against him. It was cruel to tease the man. Justin knew how much Brian wanted more than a blowjob from him. Fuck, Justin wanted more.

"We should get up and ready for work," Brian said after a second.

Justin nodded, but stayed in the bed while Brian got up. He watched Brian's brief-covered ass as he went into the bathroom. It was still strange to sleep in a bed with Brian and both of them wearing underwear.

Justin swallowed down his meds a little while later, thinking about the day ahead of him. He had his therapy today, one of his two meeting a week. It had been hard at first, talking to some stranger about his problems, but the appointments were really starting to help. After less than a month, he was feeling more like himself. The doc said it was a combination of the therapy and being back home with family and friends who supported him. Whatever the reason, Justin was feeling more confident about a relationship with Brian.

Ben and Michael weren't surprised when Justin told them he was moving out. The blond had taken to spending more nights at Brian's then at Ben's. Both were happy that Justin was ready to be with Brian. They were happy with the positive changes in their friend.

The munchers and Ted had seemed a little uncomfortable around him when they ran into each other at the diner. Emmitt, bless him, acted just like normal with him. Justin loved the flamboyant man even more than he had for that. Of course, Em had always been the last to judge and the first to see the good in people.

Justin smiled as he danced in the middle of a crowd of hot sweaty men, the familiar thumpa-thumpa vibrating through his body. He hadn't really wanted to go to Babylon when Brian suggested it, but the older man insisted they celebrate the good report from the doctor. Justin had gained a little much needed weight and was healthier than his first visit.

"Are you doing okay?" Brian asked joining him on the dance floor, pulling the smaller man back against his chest.

Justin nodded. "So far," he said turning his head to steal a kiss. He'd been worried about having another attack, but they'd been there for an hour and he felt fine.

They danced, Brian's arms around Justin's waist, holding him close. Holding his blond close had him hard as a rock, but that was a normal state for him now. Fuck, he wanted Justin so bad, but for once in his life, he was thinking about Justin's needs first. And Justin needed time.

Justin kissed Brian, clinging to him. He pressed his body firmly against his, letting him feel his hard cock, feeling his pressed against him. He rubbed himself against the older man, enjoying the groan he got in response.

He leaned close and whispered in Brian's ear. "Can we go home?"

Brian stared into blue eyes dark with lust and hoped to God it meant more than a blowjob. He nodded, kissing Justin's soft lips.