Hey everyone. I'm so sorry for the slow updates. I've been in a real bad funk. I'm gonna try harder to get more of the story done this week. I just wanted to say to everyone I really love the feedback that I get. It's been really positive, so thank you. I just wanted to give a few shoutouts.
ANA4242
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"I like Brian's response to Justin's queen out session. And I hope that Justin grows up a bit and realizes that he doesn't need to fight everybody in order to be thought of as strong." I couldn't agree more!
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CHAPTER 38
Brian had another hard night sleeping. Justin was a wreck. He kept talking a bunch of nonsense to Brian about him being weak. Brian just never fought with him. He wasn't thinking clearly. Not that when he was sober he was either, because thinking that he should have died on his prom night was crap. He eventually passed out, and Brian finally got some sleep, and woke up early the next morning. He went downstairs to see Sawyer reading the paper and eating some fruit. "You're still here." Brian commented as he walked over to the coffee pot and poured himself a cup that Sawyer made. Sawyer nodded.
"Figured I'd stay. I cleaned up a little bit. Justin had some stuff in bags on the table. Like a table cloth. I put the tables together outside on the patio. I just cleaned up a little bit. It's supposed to be a nice day." Sawyer said.
"Thanks." Brian said. He smiled and nodded.
"Have to have Teresa's first Mother's Day just oh so perfect for her. She'll never let me live it down if I didn't try and help." Sawyer joked. "And the florist dropped off a bunch of flowers. Some of them had cards for the girls, so I put them in your office. The others are on that table. I don't know what you guys wanted to do with them." Sawyer said. Brian scratched the back of his head.
"I have no fucking idea what he wanted to do." Brian said as he looked at the clock. "I know Mikey's supposed to be here soon. Maybe he'll know." Brian said.
"How's Justin?" Sawyer asked. Brian shrugged.
"Shoved him in the shower last night. Then put him in bed. Took him awhile to fall asleep. He's still passed out." Brian said.
"Are you ok?" his dad asked him. Was he ok? Justin said he didn't want to marry him. So what was he supposed to feel? He knew he was drunk, but that didn't make him feel any better. He started going around the kitchen, and grabbing the stuff that Justin always makes when he has a hangover. He couldn't understand why justin would drink it, but he swore by it. "Brian?" Sawyer asked.
"Yeah I'll be fine." Brian said as he threw everything in the blender, and hit the button. He waited till it was all done to pour it into a large glass. "His alcoholic grandmother makes these to get rid of hangover. Tastes like piss, but he swears by them." Brian said as he walked out of the kitchen and up the stairs. He placed the drink on the nightstand and sat on the bed. Justin looked terrible. He looked like he had a terrible night sleep. He felt bad for him. Terrible for him. He felt like he did when Justin first moved in with Brian. He was having nightmares, he couldn't have sex, he couldn't move his hand. He felt helpless. All these demons were coming back to haunt Justin, and he never really knew how to help him.
But he couldn't let him sleep all day. So he took a deep breath, and gently started shaking his shoulders. "Justin." Brian called. Justin moaned in his sleep. "Justin wake up." he said. Justin slowly started stirring awake. "Justin everyone's gonna be here soon. You gotta get up." Brian said. Justin groaned again, but slowly opened his eyes. They were all puffy and red.
"What happened?" he moaned. Brian held pick up the drink and showed it to him, making him whimper. "God what did I drink?" he asked.
"No idea. Come on." Brian said. He slowly sat up against the headboard and took the drink, sipping slowly. He leaned his head against the headboard with his eyes closed for a few moments, and then looked at Brian. He must have remembered everything that happened "My dad's downstairs I'm sure the guys are coming over soon. I know you wanted everything to look nice for your mom." Brian said. Justin just sat back, looking like crap. But then he groaned and covered his face with his hand.
"I can't believe I said all that in front of your mom and dad last night." Justin groaned. Brian just shrugged his shoulders.
"I doubt they care very much." Brian said. Justin just stared at him, and Brian looked down at his hands. "I don't think you're weak." he said. Justin didn't make a comment, so he kept going. "You're one of the strongest people I know. I don't know how you're able to bounce back from things the way that you do. You always fall pretty hard, and seem to manage to get back up, better then ever." Brian said. He glanced up at Justin, and saw that he was looking the other way, and his chin was trembling. So he looked back down at his own hands. "And you're probably going to be pretty pissed off when I say this, but you know me, I'm not gonna spare your feelings to tell you the truth." Brian said and looked up. "You and I both know, that it's not me that thinks your weak." Brian said, letting his words sink in. "You're the one who thinks you're weak." Brian said. Justin looked away again. "I don't know how to change how you think about yourself. You know you're a strong person. You've put up with me for six years now, so I think you pretty much learned how to be." he joked. "But when it comes to Hobbs...you get scared, and...freaked out. And you call that weakness. But the asshole bashed your skull. He caused you brain damage. You're allowed to still be upset. You're allowed to freak out about it. But that doesn't mean your weak. You went to his house and held a fucking gun in his mouth Justin." Brian said, making Justin let out a sarcastic chuckle.
"That was just plain stupid. That wasn't strong." Justin said.
"Well yeah it was stupid...but you went and did it. You didn't curl into a ball and play dead...but then again you never did that. You struggled like hell. You fought off nightmares, and walking in crowds. You fought being touched, and you struggled with your hand, and you fought back. Cody was the one who twisted your head in thinking that you had to go stick a gun in his mouth." Brian said. He turned Justin's face. "You're stronger then you realize. You've always fought hard for what you want. No matter what shit gets thrown at you, you keep going. You fight for what you want. You just don't roll over and play dead. That's pretty fucking strong to me...but I can't make you realize that. You gotta realize it yourself. Because it's not me that you're mad at." Brian said. Justin looked away, and Brian stood up. "You might want to take a shower. The guys will be here soon. And I know you wanted today to just be so perfect and meet all your homosexual fantasies." Brian said and walked towards the door and opened it.
"How am I supposed to pretend like everything's fine between us." Justin said. Brian stopped, and leaned against the door. "I told you I didn't want to marry you. I told you to go find some trick and fuck him." Justin said. Brian took a deep breath.
"Forget it about it. I will. We can just go on like nothing's wrong. You want your mother to have a nice Mother's Day." Brian said, and before Justin could reply, he left the room, and went downstairs. Sawyer had let Michael, Ben, Emmett, Calvin, Ted and Blake in. They were bringing in bags of food to start cooking with.
"Hey Brain." Michael said as he walked by with Emmett.
"Hey where's Justin. I have a beautiful centerpiece and I want to know where he wants me to put it." Emmett asked.
"Up your ass should suffice." Brian snapped. Sawyer raised his eyebrows and covered his mouth. The guys just looked at him. "He's taking a shower. And he has a hangover. So Honeycutt, use your fairy Godmother party planning talents, and figure all this crap out yourself. If he doesn't like what you've done, he can change it when he comes down." Brian said and walked out to the back porch and sat down. He propped his feet up on a chair and lit a cigarette. He heard the slider open, and Michael walked out and leaned against the railing, looking down at the backyard.
"Are you ok?" Michael asked.
"I'm peachy Mikey." Brian answered him.
"You and Justin have a fight?" Michael asked. Brian rolled his eyes.
"Me and Sunshine are just fine. Why don't you go back inside with your wife and start cooking me brunch." Brian said sarcastically.
"If you guys are having problems you can tell me-"
"Just go back in the fucking house Mikey. Me and Justin are fine." Brian snapped. Michael stared at him for a minute, and then walked back to the slider. Sawyer opened it, and they both stepped into the opening at the same time.
"He's in a foul mood. Good luck." Michael said, glaring at Brian and going back inside, shutting the slider. Sawyer raised his eyebrows at Brian.
"I thought he was always happy. You know, stars, rainbows and superheroes." Sawyer said. Brian snorted, and Sawyer went and sat next to him. "He ok up there?" Sawyer asked. Brian nodded.
"He's not mad at me. And it took only around 60 hours to figure that out." Brian said sarcastically and took out another cigarette to light it. Sawyer stared at him for a moment, and then Brian offered him one, making Sawyer shake his head.
"Haven't smoked since I had cancer. Didn't really wanna go through that whole experience again of vomiting for days and laying on the bathroom floor. I couldn't help getting testicular cancer, but I could control if I got lung cancer. Or liver failure because of drinking too much." Sawyer said, smiling. Brian looked down at his cigarette
"Are you trying to guilt me into quitting smoking?" Brian asked. Sawyer smiled and shrugged his shoulders.
"If you want to get lung cancer and get Chemo and Radiation again, keep smoking your cancer on a stick." Sawyer said, smiling at him again.
"God you sound like Justin. He said the other night he wants to quit smoking. Which no doubt means he'll try to get me to quit with him." Brian said and scrubbed his face. "And it's not on a stick. It's in a fucking rolling paper." Brian said. He looked back at his cigarette, and put it out. He sat back in the chair, and crossed his arms. "Why aren't you in the kitchen helping the rest of the girls cook for all the beautiful wonderful mothers attending our little brunch?" he asked. Sawyer sat up, and pointed at himself.
"I'm straight." he clarified. "I put together the tables and lined them up. I did my part. I don't cook." he said. Brian laughed and shook his head.
"Well I'm gay, and I don't cook, nor do I put shit together." Brian said, making Sawyer chuckle.
"Yeah well it's your house, so you don't technically have to." Sawyer said, making Brian chuckle again.
"I don't really get what happened." Sawyer said. Brian knew what he meant. What happened with Justin? Brian cleared his throat.
"I don't think the demons with Hobbs will ever go away." Brian said, looking at Sawyer. "It screwed with his head. It's been five years...but getting hit in the head screwed him up big time...having him keep popping up in his life...fucks his head up all over again. Once that prick is out of our lives, and never comes back, like really never comes back...then maybe he can finally start letting that shit go." Brian said, looking back down. "Me making that comment...he knows that I don't think he's weak. I wouldn't fucking be with him if he was a weak little pansy. I don't have time for that shit." Brian said, making Sawyer smile. "But he sometimes thinks he is...he just forgets that he isn't...and he's a fucking drama princess and from time to time like any queer, he needs to queen out like a fucking girl." Brian joked, scrubbing his face.
"There you are." Emmett said as he pranced over to the stairs as Justin was walking down "Honey what's wrong. You look more then hung over." Emmett said as he pushed some of Justin's hair away from his face.
"Yeah just a rough weekend." Justin said. Justin tried to avoid his gaze, but Emmett wasn't so hard to shake off.
"What happened?" Emmett asked. Justin tried again to look anywhere but at Emmett. "Come on." Emmett said and took Justin's hand, and led him down the hall, and downstairs to Justin's bar that he had down there. Michael had dubbed it Woody's Mini Me. He sat Justin down in on of the bar stools. "Ok tell me what happened. You look all shook up." he said. Justin rubbed his face.
"I think I just totally had one of those ridicules queen out moments. I think I totally over reacted to something Brian said and I...I just snapped and went nuts. I just let all my insecurities bubble over." Justin said, and leaned his elbow on the bar, and Justin leaned his chin on his hand. He let out a sarcastic chuckle. "I went to New York Friday morning." Justin said. He looked over at Emmett. "Sam and Josh sent me back home yesterday. They literally threw me on the plane. They were in the gate right next to me going to Boston." Justin said.
"What on earth? That's not like you. What happened?" Emmett asked again.
"I think I'm losing it...ever since Hobbs showed up at Brian's grandparents house...he keeps popping up and I...and the shit with my dad I...I can't get the things that they've said to me out of my head. And I think it's eating me alive." Justin admitted. He looked over at Emmett, who started rubbing his back. "I totally freaked out on Brian. I just snapped at him. Well no, I didn't really snap. I locked myself in one of the guest rooms and then snuck out and ran off to New York. And when I came home, I went to Woody's. The bartender said that he was calling me cab, and if he didn't get a call from the cab driver that I was home, he was calling his boss." Justin said and snorted. "I hate that Brian is his fucking boss." Justin said and looked down at the bar. "I kinda snapped when I came home last night. I told him I didn't want to marry him. That he should go and fuck some guy and leave me alone. God and I did that right in front of his parents." Justin groaned as he covered his face with his hands.
"Sweetie, Teresa and Sawyer adore you. And they even adore that cranky bastard out there on the back porch." Emmett joked. Justin peaked in eye at him. "He bites anyone's head off if they try to talk to him. I tried to put the table cloths on the tables, and he hit me and told me to get the fuck back inside." Emmett laughed.
"Sorry." Justin said sympathetically, but Emmett shook his head.
"No it's fine. I'm so used to that." he laughed. "But they adore the two of you. You all are family. If you can't have a drunken fight in front of family, who can you have a drunken fight in front of." Emmett joked. "Hell, Sawyer is the only one that Brian isn't bitching at. It's kind of sweet to see them out there talking." Emmett said. Justin turned his head. "Who knew Brian Kinney would like talking to his dad." Emmett said, smiling. "What did Brian say about all this?" Emmett asked. Justin just shrugged.
"He told me that he knew I wasn't really mad at him. That it was all in my head, and he can't change how I see me. And to basically forget the whole thing and have a good time today." Justin said. Emmett tilted his head. "What?" Justin asked.
"He's really changed." Emmett said. Justin thought about that for a moment. "He knows you honey. Just like you know him. And he loves you. He's always showed that in his own really strange way. But he loves you." Emmett said. He leaned forward and grabbed both of Justin's shoulders and shook them. "Shake it off Mr. Kinney. Because you have been excited having Mother's Day brunch at the house for weeks now. It's your first little holiday party, and my God we're going to have a fabulous day. So shake the last few days off, and let's go show your mother, Brian's mother and grandmother, all of our mothers, (meaning Debbie) and our favorite lesbian mothers, a fabulous day." Emmett said. Justin nodded, and Emmett pulled him off the stool and hugged him. "You and Brian are going to be ok. You know it, I know it, we all know it. Just enjoy today." Emmett said. He pulled Justin up the stairs, and handed him the light pink table cloths. "Ok I have the the lavender ones for the buffet tables. You be my buffer, because if you go out there with me, he won't bitch and yell at me." Emmett said and took a step forward, but then turned. "Well not too much." Emmett joked. Justin followed Emmett into the kitchen and over to the slider. As soon as he opened it, Brian went to yell at him, but he closed his mouth when he saw Justin. Emmett smiled sarcastically at Brian.
"Morning Justin." Sawyer said. Justin smiled.
"Hey. Did you sleep good?" Justin asked. He tried not to look at Brian. He was sitting there just playing with his lighter.
"I always do here." Sawyer said and smiled. Justin nodded and started working. Emmett went inside and shut the slider a few minutes later. Justin glanced at Brian really quick. He was watching him. Staring at Justin.
"Justin? What are you doing here?" Sam asked as she opened her front door. She must have been out at the pool, because she was wearing one of those dresses girls wear out at the pool, that has no straps and feels like a towel, and he could see her bikini straps tied around her neck. She had her wet hair in a messy bun on the top of her head, and she looked like she was getting burnt.
"I'm sorry. Is now a bad time?" Justin asked.
"We just have some friends over. Come in." she said, moving aside. He could hear some music playing from the patio, and loud laughter. "Are you ok? Why didn't you call? I would have picked you up from the airport." she said, and looked at his hands. "Don't you have a bag with you?" she asked. He shook his head.
"I have my phone and my wallet." Justin said. She tilted her head.
"Were you drinking? I can smell it on you. Get in here." she said, and pulled him into the kitchen. They had a huge tupperware container on the counter. He had been to Sam and Josh's house enough to know what they were doing. She was a sorority girl after all. The girl could drink. She loved cutting up some fruit, throwing it into a big container, and pouring in every bottle of alcohol she could find. She was famous for her Jungle Juices. She looked back at the container. "We have some of our friends from college in the area. We decided to go at it like old times." she said and looked at the counter, then back to him. "Now tell me what you're doing here." she said.
"Justin?" Josh asked from the doorway. He had just come out of the pool and was dripping wet.
"Where's your towel? I'm not cleaning up pool water all over the floor." Sam said. Justin walked over to the counter and grabbed a cup and the ladle and started getting himself a drink.
"It got thrown in the pool. What are you doing here? Is Brian here to?" Justin asked. Sam turned back to Justin and her eyes widened.
"Do you really think that's a good idea?" she asked, eyeing the drink in his hand. Justin glared at her and she shook her head. "Let me go get some more towels." she said and ran off.
"You ok man?" Josh asked. Justin laughed sarcastically and he felt his phone ring. He picked it up and hit decline as Sam came back in and handed Josh a towel, and threw the rest on the table. They heard a scream, and someone was thrown in the pool. "You wanna come out and meet some of our friends? They were in my Fraternity and her Sorority." Josh said and smiled at him. Justin nodded and followed him out, with Sam behind them.
"Sammy dukes. Be a dear and get me a beer." a guy said to her. Justin eyed Sam, and she rolled her eyes.
"You know the rules. Jungle Juice only." Sam said and crossed her arms. Justin could tell she was worried about him. She didn't say it with her usual enthusiasm. His phone rang again, and he pulled it out and hit decline. Sam stared at him suspiciously
"Who is the hottie?" one of the girls asked, staring at Justin like he was a piece of meat.
"You didn't get to meet any of them. They didn't come to my birthday party." Sam said to Justin.
"He's not into you. He's gay." Josh laughed. Sam made their introductions, and then pushed him over to the patio table and sat down with him.
"Tell me why you're here. Something's wrong. What is it?" she asked. Justin stared at his cup.
"Have you heard about Addison?" Justin asked. Her eyebrows furrowed.
"No what about her?" she asked. Justin snorted.
"You're always into everyone's business, and you have no idea what happened?" Justin asked. Sam rolled her eyes and he took a long sip of his drink. She pulled the cup down.
"Go easy on that. It's strong. I should know, I made it myself. Now what's wrong with Addison. Is she alright?" she asked. Justin told her everything that had happened with her coming to his house, and having him and Brian help her. Taking her to an abortion clinic, and having to call Teresa for help. Then he went and told him how Jayden came by after beating up Chris Hobbs. And repeated everything Brian had said. And then sat their in silence. "Alright. So...that still doesn't answer why you're here." Sam said. His phone rang again, and he huffed and yanked his phone out of his hand, and hit decline. "Why are you hanging up on Brian? Did you two have a fight?" she asked.
"Is he drinking Jungle Juice? Doesn't your almost nephew's husband know the Samantha Fitzgerald rules for drinking of the Jungle Juice?" one of the blonde girls ask as she walked over and checked her phone. One of the guys wrapped his arm around her and kissed her cheek. Sam put a finger to her lips, and the girls smile fell. Sam was much to calm for Justin's liking.
"It's a secret. He'll know soon enough. But I'm making a family exception to my rules just this once." Sam said. Her friends looked at each other.
"You know you're gonna lose right? You're loosing valuable time." he said, pointing to a cup. She smiled again.
"I think maybe this once someone else should know the feeling of victory." Sam said. They looked at each other again, and walked off.
"Rules? I've never seen you have rules for drinking this shit." Justin laughed as he drank some more.
"Depends on who's drinking. You'll experience it. Don't worry. Just finish with your story." Sam said.
"He thinks I'm weak." Justin said. He drank some more. It was strong. He could already start to feel the effects of it. Sam shook her head and scratched her forehead
"Wait when did Brian say that?" Sam asked.
"When he told Jayden why Chris Hobbs went after me. Or how he went after Addison. Because he thinks we're weak." Justin said, shaking his head.
"Honey are you sure that's what he meant? Because I didn't take it that way. It was probably just the slip of the tongue. I screw how I say things up all the time. Do you know how much apologizing Josh has to do for me before he tells me that I've hurt someone's feelings. I don't realize how I say things sometimes. He's a guy baby. Even though he's a gay guy, he's still a guy. And guys are just plain stupid." Sam said. Justin shook his head and chugged the last of his drink. "Justin-"
"I'm gonna get some more. And then I'm gonna go swim. That's ok right?" Justin asked. Sam just looked at him for a minute, and then nodded her head. His phone rang again, and Sam just looked at it.
"Maybe you should talk to him. Let him know you're ok." Sam said. Justin snatched his phone and hit decline. He went back inside and drank some more, before going out into the pool with Sam and Josh's friends. He didn't remember to much of the rest of the day. But when he woke up, he had the worst headache. "Good. You're finally up. Perfect timing. I'll make you some coffee." Sam said as she walked into her kitchen. Justin was in the living room on the couch. He groaned as he sat up.
"What time is it?" Justin asked.
"Noon time." she said. He looked at her.
"How is that possible? I feel like I've been sleeping forever. I got here around 11:00 this morning." Justin said. She walked back in with a mug of coffee.
"Honey. You got here yesterday. It's Saturday now." she said. He stared at her dumbfounded.
"Found it." he heard Josh say as he walked in, holding Justin's cell phone. "He put it in a pillow case in the guest room." Josh said.
"Why do you have my phone?" Justin asked. Josh looked over at him.
"Oh hey you're awake. Your phone's dead. But we can charge it in the car." Josh said.
"I washed your clothes, so they don't smell like vomit anymore." Sam said. He just looked at her and she smiled. "I know. Very domestic of me. But I do know how to clean. So get up. Take a really quick shower and put your clean clothes on, and let's go. We have to be somewhere." Sam said as she pulled him up, groaning.
"You really shouldn't drink her Jungle Juice on an empty stomach. How many cups did he have?" Josh asked. She waved her hand at him and rolled her eyes.
"I have no idea. I lost count after the fifth one. The first time I ever had to dump out my Jungle Juice to save someone from drinking it. But never mind. Come on Justin. Go take a shower." she said, pushing him towards the bathroom. After he took a shower and got dressed, they brought him out to the car and plugged his phone in. "We'll get you some breakfast in a little bit." Sam said.
"Where are we going?"
"To the-" Josh stopped because Sam hit him. "What?" he asked her. She shook her head, then looked back at Justin.
"You should call Brian. I'm sure he's worried sick about you." Sam said. Justin glared at her. She didn't say anything for the rest of the car ride. Justin closed his eyes, and only opened them again when they stopped. He slowly got out of the car. They were in a parking lot. It looked like a private parking lot. There was a wall all around it. He watched as Josh pulled out a few suitcases. "I know you're miserable from all the booze. But you're still a guy. Grab two and hall ass." she said, pointing to their luggage.
"Where are we?" Justin asked as he grabbed two suitcases and started pulling them. Sam rolled her eyes as Josh slapped her hand from the black one, and she turned and grabbed the handles on the two hot pink ones and they all started walking.
"We're at the airport. We're leaving for Boston to be with my mom tomorrow. I'm staying there for a few days while he comes back to attend some stupid new artist night, that I've strategically managed to scurry my way out of. I'll just go directly to West Virginia from Boston though. That's why there's so much luggage." Sam laughed. They walked to the front of the parking lot where a private...Justin wasn't sure what it was called. It looked like a Trolly or a Tram or something. It just looked like a over grown golf cart. They put their luggage on and sat down, and in a few minutes were in the front of the airport.
"We travel so much. It's ridicules to keep getting people to drive us. Or to get cabs. We just park the SUV in a VIP parking lot and leave it there till we come back." Josh said. They checked in, and Justin just stood there.
"Well. What am I doing here?" Justin asked. She rolled her eyes.
"Give me your wallet." she said, holding out her hand. He was to tired to argue with her, and gave it to her. She turned around, and after a moment, handed it back to him, with his boarding pass.
"What's this?" Justin asked as he stared at the ticket.
"Oh goody. You're in the gate right next to us, and take off 30 minutes before we do. That's perfect. Now we can make sure you get on your damn plane and go the fuck home." Sam said. She smiled and grabbed his arm and yanked him over to stand in line in security.
"I didn't buy a round trip ticket." Justin said. Josh and Sam looked at each other.
"Oh I'm aware of that. But I bought you one. With your credit card of course." Sam said. Justin shook his head, but she yanked him forward. "You're going home. With all that drunken bitching you did yesterday at our house? You're going home. You're going to talk to Brian. And you're going to get married even if I have to tie you up and cause you physical harm in order for you to say I do. You're getting married." she said as she took her shoes off and placed them in the bin. Josh just chuckled. He had never seen her this serious before. She was scary. He didn't dare argue with her. After they had gone through security, they walked to his gate and sat down.
"What did I say yesterday?" he asked. She rolled her eyes.
"You were emotional. Extremely emotional. And you sir, are an emotional drunk." Sam said. Justin glared at her. "Emotional isn't always a bad thing. If you're sad, then you're gonna be a sad drunk, like you were yesterday. But if you're in a great happy mood, you're gonna be a fun drunk. But you are in fact, an emotional drunk." Sam said. Justin rolled his eyes and looked the other way. "And I think that you're wrong about how Brian feels about you." Sam said. Justin whipped his head around to look at her.
"She's right Justin." Josh said.
"He worships the ground you walk on. I've only seen Brian since you've been back together. But the way all your friends describe him. Lindsay and Mel. Michael, Emmett, Ted...Daphne. You changed his whole world. He loves you. He doesn't think you're weak. And I really think that you need to talk to him. Let him explain." Sam said.
"How can he even get himself out of this. He said that. He said it, because he thinks that's how Chris Hobbs feels, but it's really how he feels." Justin argued.
"Do you hear yourself? Justin you're freaking out over nothing. You need to go home and talk to him." Sam said. Justin stood up and glared down at her.
"I'm not freaking out over nothing. You try getting bashed in the head, and losing the function in your hand to do the one thing that you were put on this earth to do." Justin said, holding up his hand.
"Jerk Brian off?" Josh asked. Sam's eyes widened and she covered her mouth to try and not laugh as she stared at her husband. Josh to covered his mouth with his hand."I'm sorry it just came out." Josh said. He looked over at Justin. "I'm sorry. I've been with her to long. It's something she would have said if she wasn't trying to be serious." Josh said. Sam smacked him in the chest and looked back up at Justin.
"I'm not saying what happened to you wasn't serious. It's devastating. If we had known Brian at that time...we would have known who you were...we would have all sat in that hospital with him. Waiting for you to get better. We would have been there. We would have seen first hand how hard it was on you. It was awful. It sucks. I'm not disputing that. But you getting upset like this. You're letting him get to you. You're letting Chris Hobbs win. He hated you because you're gay. And he's getting in between you and you're gay fiance. Don't let him in Justin. Brian loves you. And I think you're over reacting." Sam told him. Justin shook his head and looked over at the counter as the stewardess announced the boarding call for his plane. He turned and got in line without saying anything. "JUSTIN!" Sam called. But he ignored her.
"JUSTIN!" Brian called. Justin shook his head and looked around. Brian and Sawyer were the only one's on the porch, and Brian was standing in front of him. "What's the matter with you?" Brian demanded. Justin rubbed his face.
"I'm just out of it." Justin said, guilty because he was hungover. Emmett came back out with a bag full of decorations.
"Alright boys snap to it. The happy mothers will be here in an hour." Emmett said excitedly. Brian sat back and watched Justin as he moved in slow motion. Emmett transformed their back deck. He had put up pink, yellow and lavender streamers, and hung up pink, yellow, lavender and silver balloons. Brian rolled his eyes at the whole thing, and Justin just smiled. But it wasn't one of his sunshiny smiles. Brian had followed Justin into the living room, where he just leaned against the window, and pinched the bridge of his nose.
"You need some more of that hangover crap?" Brian asked quietly as he walked over. Justin looked at him and shook his head. Brian leaned against the wall, with his arms crossed, just looking down at him. Justin was eating himself alive on the inside. He knew this is something that Justin always hid away. He kept those demons locked up inside his brain. But Brian figured, since he let the cat of the bag, it just all came out. And he was having a hard time shoving them back in the box.
"No...I just feel like crap from this whole week...it's been a for shit week." Justin said. Brian snorted and nodded his head.
"I'll drink to that." Brian said sarcastically. Justin looked over at him.
"I went to New York." Justin said suddenly, surprising Brian. But he just nodded his head.
"Yeah I know." Brian said. Justin tilted his head in question. "Sam told Sawyer this morning. And he told me." he said. Justin nodded.
"I'm sorry." Justin said. Brian just shook his head. "I have no idea what's wrong with me. I don't even feel like myself acting like this. I just don't know what's wrong with me." Justin said as he scrubbed his face with his hands.
"Well. I've come to the conclusion, that you're trying to push me off the Justin Taylor cliff." Brian said. Justin looked at him. "I've done it to you plenty of times. Push you away so you'll be happier." he said. Justin just stared at him. "I figure you're trying to do some of that to me. So I won't get stuck in a monogamous relationship and regret it." Brian said. Justin's breath caught in his mouth. "I'm just waiting for you to get through that blond little hard head of yours, that I never do anything that I don't want to do. And, I like sticking my dick up your ass without a condom." Brian said. Justin let out a chuckle, and covered his mouth. "So only being with you, is completely worth never having to put a fucking condom on my dick again." Brian said. They stood there for a moment before Brian smiled, and then looked out the window. "Well here comes the happy lezzies and your mother." Brian said. He smiled down at justin. "Better put a smile on your face. Otherwise your mother is going to be asking you every five minutes what's wrong with you." he said, and walked over to the door to let everyone in. Justin shook his head and cleared his throat and walked over behind Brian.
"Hi sweetie." Jennifer said as she pulled away from hugging Brian, and went over and hugged him.
"Happy Mother's Day." he said and hugged her tightly. She pulled away and looked at him.
"Are you ok? You don't look so great." Jennifer asked.
"He has a hangover." Brian said, answering for him. "He went to sign a couple things for Josh on Friday, and drank all day with Sam. She sent him home totally drunk. Wench makes her drinks too strong for Sunshine." Brian joked. Justin chuckled and smiled, nodding his head.
"Lucky him. He gets to drink." his little sister Molly grumbled. Brian laughed.
"I'm an adult." Justin said.
"Barely." Molly said, smiling sarcastically at him. Brian just rolled his eyes. Tucker laughed and dragged her in.
"She is just like you. Annoying little pain in the ass." Brian told Justin. He smiled slightly at him.
"And I wouldn't have them any other way." Jennifer said. Gus went running past them to go hug Sawyer, and the girls came in. Michael came running in to see J.R., and Debbie and Carl came in behind them.
"Baby where's that new camera that Brian bought you? We can try it out today. Take some beautiful pictures of the moms and their favorite little boys." Emmett joked, pinching Michael's cheek.
"It's in Brian's office. I'll show you." Justin said as Emmett followed him. Brian was about to walk away when the doorbell rang again. He opened it, and his mom and her parents were standing there.
"Hey. Come on in." Brian said, standing aside to let them in. Teresa's smile was the biggest he had ever seen in. "I think you borrowed Sunshine's smile for the day." Brian joked.
"Oh just say it." Sawyer said as he came in and kissed Genevieve's cheek. Brian looked down at her.
"Sorry. I don't wish anyone Happy Birthday, or Merry Christmas. And I especially don't tell anyone, Happy Mother's Day." he said, and smiled at her. She laughed and hugged him.
"Oh my God say it again." Teresa said and pulled back. He rolled his eyes.
"Happy Mother's Day." he told her. She smiled and hugged him again.
"God I've been waiting a hell of a long time to hear you say that." she said and pulled back. "I hope you all have plenty of presents. I want to be spoiled today." she said and looked at Sawyer. "And you better have gotten me something pretty freaken great." Teresa told him. He rolled his eyes at her and walked away. Her parents followed him out of the room, and Brian turned shut the door. "How are you and Justin doing?" Teresa asked quietly. He shrugged his shoulders.
"He'll be ok. He's just hungover." Brian said. She nodded her head.
"Well I'm glad you two are gonna be ok. Sometimes couples just go through these things-" she tried to say but Brian held up his hand up.
"Please don't continue that sentence..I despise the word couple." Brian said, and shivered. She smiled and put her hand over her mouth. "We'll be just fine." he said. She smiled and they walked outside. Justin was using his camera to take a picture of Melanie and Lindsay with the kids. Emmett was looking over his shoulder at the camera.
"Those pictures are going to come out fabulous." Emmett said and turned around to Brian. "You got him like the best camera." Emmett said. Justin turned and smiled at Brian.
"Yeah well now I won't have hear him complain about how awful his is." Brian said. Ben came out carrying a tray of food, with Ted and Blake behind him, and they started putting out the food.
"How much food did you boys cook this morning?" Lindsay joked. Calvin came out with more, and Emmett started arranging all of it.
"It's Mother's Day. We have to spoil you ladies a little bit." Emmett said. After a moment he stood up. "Now we have muffins, danishes, scones and bagels over here. And we have scrambled eggs, egg and sausage quiches, eggs benedict, waffles, pancakes, crepes, sausage, bacon and home fries, and little mini fruit pizzas right here, made by my fabulous honey. And then if you come a little further down, we have small grilled chicken, and grilled cheese sandwiches." Emmett said, as they looked at him. "For the kids. And Mimosa's and Sangria's down at the end. And juices galore for the kids." Emmett said.
"And Justin" Molly joked. Justin glared at her, while Brian pushed her from behind. "What? He's hungover." Molly laughed.
"Alright. Mother's first." Emmett called. They went down the buffet, and sat down after everyone got their food. Brian had ended up sitting down next to his mother, and no one had sat next to him. The seat was empty next to him. Brian realized, that he and Justin just always sat next to each other. They had been doing that for years. So it didn't surprise Brian that Justin automatically sat next to him. He didn't have his usual full plate. That didn't surprise Brian either. He was still hungover. But he figured that Justin was just more upset, and that's why he didn't want to eat. Justin glanced at him, and Brian smiled at him. He reached up and grabbed the back of Justin's neck and squeezed it. He could easily tell that Justin was tense. But he rubbed at his neck and his shoulders for a few minutes, and could start to feel some of the tension ease away.
"Thank you boys for having all of us over today." Genevieve said suddenly. She was looking at Brian and Justin. "It looks beautiful out here. And thank you to all the boys who cooked this fantastic brunch." she said.
"Everything is so amazing." Mel said as she covered her mouth.
"Don't talk with your mouth full mommy." Gus said as he pointed to her, making everyone at the table laugh. Ben held up his glass.
"A toast. To six of the most beautiful mothers. Happy Mother's Day." Ben toasted. Everyone raised their glasses.
"HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!" They all cheered. Sawyer watched as Teresa discreetly wiped at her eye.
"Someone's going to cry." Sawyer sang. She looked up and reached over Gus to punch him.
"Will you be quiet and mind your own business." Teresa glared at him. Sawyer just smiled at her, and Brian snorted. He looked over at his grandmother.
"I don't know how you were able to deal with eight kids. Or her alone." Brian said pointing at Teresa. She turned and punched his arm. Brian just laughed at her.
"How did you do it with eight kids? Justin alone was hard enough." Jennifer joked. "He never sat down. He was constantly bouncing off the wall. The only time he sat down was to eat something. And even then he usually just ran around with whatever he was eating." Jennifer laughed, getting everyone to laugh with her.
"Some things never change." Brian joked, smiling at him. Justin smiled back, but he could tell his heart wasn't in it.
"I was very lucky with Vance. He was like a third parent to all my kids. From the moment that Anthony was born, he was always there to protect his baby brother, and the feeling never left him. He was my most responsible child. He knew where all seven of his brothers and sisters were. And Anthony and him are only a little under a year apart. And he wanted to do everything that Vance did. And Genevieve and Anthony are about a year apart. And she's the little mother. She was always there to cuddle the kids. To baby them. Feed them, change them. She was mothers helper, always." Genevieve said nostalgically.
"And then...they started going bad." Robert said. The group laughed and Genevieve slapped his shoulder.
"I was lucky with my three oldest. They were always there to set a good example. Always be there to help me cook, help me clean. They always made sure the others did their chores and their homework...And Ricky came along and...he wasn't bad. He was just a little rambunctious. He and Genevieve are two years apart, so I had a bit of a break between those two. But he just had to get into everything he could." Genevieve said.
"Little shit got into everything of mine." Robert said. Everyone was enjoying the two of them talking about their kids.
"Well thankfully Vance was 4. He always knew where Ricky was. And then a year later, my little Teresa graced us with her presence." Genevieve said. Teresa smiled.
"Smart mouth on that one." Robert said. Everyone burst out laughing. "My most opinionated child. Before Angela of course." he said, making everyone laugh.
"She was just a little girl who wanted to dance and sing and play. Her and Ricky just ran all over the place. I had a break between her and Maria. Their two years apart. But Maria was even more girly then Teresa. She had to always be having a tea party. She lived in the world of make believe. She'd still be there if Genevieve and I hadn't forced her into the kitchen to bake desserts. She turned all that energy into baking." Genevieve said.
"She's fabulous. You should see the design she came up with for a certain homosexual wedding cake." Emmett sang. Brian rolled his eyes dramatically, and Justin just smiled.
"Well then a year later I had Robert. And he was all boy. Always wanting to wrestle and play hard. Luckily he had older brothers for that. Vance kept him in line. And then two years later-"
"She came along." Robert said and shuddered. Everyone laughed. He meant Angela. "She's the reason why we never had anymore kids." Robert said. Teresa and Sawyer burst out laughing.
"Robert!" Genevieve shrieked.
"I told you." Teresa said, pointing to Sawyer. The two of them just laughed.
"I had three kids that helped us raise the other five. But I had a glass of wine every night after they were all in bed and sleeping. Because then I could finally rest." Genevieve said.
"A well deserved glass of wine." Teresa said, holding up her glass.
"I needed one after all the drama my kids put me through." Genevieve said, holding her heart. Emmett clapped his hands.
"We have cards and gifts for everyone. Now would be the perfect time to get them." Emmett said excitedly. They all went scrambling, and gave the mothers all their cards and presents. "Genevieve you go first." Emmett said.
"Yes. Age before beauty." Teresa said. Her mother gasped at her.
"You shut up." Genevieve said. She had opened all her cards first. And then she started opening her gifts.
"That one's from me grandma." Gus cheered. She smiled at him and opened it. There was a drawing that Gus had drawn for her, with Justin's help. And then there was a heart shaped locket. When she opened it, there was a picture of Gus on the inside.
"It's beautiful." Genevieve said. He smiled and ran over to her to hug her.
"Gus picked it out all by himself. Didn't you Gussy." Lindsay said.
"He even picked out the picture himself right?" Justin asked. The girls both nodded.
"I just love it. Thank you." she said and kissed his forehead.
"That one is from me and Brian." Justin said, pointing to the box that was wrapped in yellow wrapping paper. She smiled and unwrapped it carefully. When she opened the box she smiled. She took a deep breath and took out a large picture frame. It said grandmother, and had a poem on the side. The picture was of her, Teresa, Brian, Gus and Justin, from their house warming party. She smiled and turned it around so everyone could see.
"This is a beautiful present. Thank you boys." she said, wiping at her face. Justin stood up real quick and went inside, and came back out with a bouquet of flowers and kissed her cheek. "Oh you boys. Their beautiful. Thank you. Come over here and give your grandmother a kiss Brian Kinney." she said. He chuckled and went around to hug her and kiss her cheek.
"Alright mom now." Molly said excitedly Jennifer laughed
"She's been excited for me to open my present from her all day." Jennifer laughed.
"You know Molly. You're pretty lucky to have such a fabulous mother." Emmett said. Everyone looked at him. "I think most of us sitting at this table can say that you and Justin are pretty lucky. Your mom will jump through fire for the both of you. And she has." Emmett said. Justin smiled at his mother.
"Thank you Emmett." Jennifer said.
"Yeah she's ok." Molly said, and kissed her cheek.
"I agree with Emmett. You both are very lucky your mother is who she is. She's one hell of a mother." Debbie said.
"There aren't too many mothers who will chase their sons into a gay bar." Michael joked. The group burst out laughing, and Justin covered his eyes with his face.
"Oh yeah didn't you have your shirt off?" Molly asked.
"How did you know that?" Justin asked. She laughed.
"Daphne told me." Molly said and smiled. Jennifer opened up her cards, and then opened her presents. Gus had picked out a bracelet for her, and Molly had gotten her a picture frame that said 'My Kids'. She was all excited that their were four slots, and had a single picture of her, Justin, Brian and Gus to put in each slot. Justin did love how the past few months his mother had grown closer to Gus. Like a real grandmother. Lindsay and Mel loved it to. Justin and Brian had splurged a bit with Jennifer, and got her, (and Tucker, much to Justin's dismay) a two night stay in a Bed and Breakfast. With an invitation to Molly to stay at their house. Justin also produced a beautiful bouquet of flowers to his mother to, kissing her cheek.
"Oh thank you so much." Jennifer said.
"After the last few months, we figured it would be nice for you to get away." Justin said as he sat back down.
"And I figured a weekend away from your pain in the ass kids would be nice to." Brian said. Molly huffed at him, and Teresa slapped him. Justin just gave a small smile.
"Sunshine what the hell is wrong with you this morning? Hit that asshole." Debbie joked. Justin was stunned a bit by Debbie's comment, but Brian saved that day as he wrapped his arm around Justin's shoulders.
"Sunshine here is a bit hung over. Go easy on the boy Deb." Brian joked. Debbie rolled her eyes.
"You never get hungover. You can drink all night and be ready to go the next day." Melanie joked. Justin didn't really know how to reply to that either. He didn't want anyone to notice that he was acting weird. But how could they not? He was acting weird.
"Well finally. The twink finally got a hangover. Serves you right getting away with it all these years. Drinking all night and being fine the next dat. Someones finally getting older." Emmett joked, saving the day. Justin chuckled.
"Mommies next." Gus cheered as he gave them each a present. Everyone gave them beautiful gifts, and ended with again, Justin and Brian giving them flowers. Justin, Brian, Michael and Ben did go in on a present together. They also gave the girls a weekend getaway. Then it was Debbie's turn. And Michael making a big deal about giving her some stupid tchotchke that she just loved, but was hideous to everyone else. In the middle of opening her cards, she opened the one from Justin and Brian, and stared at them oddly. She shook the card and eyed them suspiciously.
"Alright. What gives?" Debbie asked.
"What?" Justin asked.
"You two always give me something. You both always get me flowers, which I know Sunshine's gonna bring out. But you've never just given me a card. So where's my fucking present?" Debbie demanded. Teresa laughed and covered Gus' ears, but it was already to late, and he covered his mouth.
"You're really selfish don't you think? Asking for presents." Brian said, crossing his arms. Justin smiled and gave her her flowers. There was a note attached to it, and she read it and then covered her mouth with a gasp.
"What's it say?" Lindsay asked. She handed it to Carl, who looked over the boys.
"Thank you." Carl said.
"A little birdie told us that you wanted to set a date to get married now." Justin said.
"Since mommy dearest got to see her precious baby boy get married, and now it's all types of legal." Brian joked.
"We knew you wanted to get married now...and someone told us you wanted to get married outside. But all these places are crazy expensive...so if you want, you can get married here." Justin said. There was a collective gasp around the table.
"You're letting Ma get married at your house?" Michael asked. The boys nodded.
"The property goes really far back. You can do whatever you want back here. And I'm sure Emmett could whip something amazing up." Justin said. Emmett instantly started clapping.
"You boys are amazing. Thank you." Debbie said, getting choked up. She went over and hugged both of them, and sat back down.
"You've been like a mom to us. It's the least we could do." Justin said.
"She's been like a mother to all us lost boys." Emmett joked. It was the truth.
"Alright are we done here. I'm sick and tired of all this Mother's Day crap." Brian complained as he went to stand up. Justin chuckled, and Teresa grabbed him and yanked him down.
"She's going to kill you." Sawyer said.
"Give her something." Robert said.
"I have nothing." Brian said, sitting back, crossing his arms. Teresa just rolled her eyes.
"I have something for you grandma." Gus cheered as he handed her a bag.
"Thank you baby." Teresa said and kissed Gus's cheek. She reached in and pulled out a large picture frame. It was a picture of her an Gus laughing while he was sitting on her lap. The picture frame said grandma on it.
"We figured you'd love anything that said grandma on it." Lindsay said. Teresa nodded her head, smiling down at it. She opened her cards from everyone, taking her time, soaking it all in. Justin could tell she was loving every second of it. Everyone said such kind words to her. When she was all done, she looked over at Brian and narrowed her eyes.
"Why are you glaring at me?" Brian demanded. Justin smiled at him and shook his head. Teresa looked over at Justin
"Is he really going to make me beg for something on Mother's Day?" she demanded. Justin looked over at Brian, and he dramatically rolled his eyes and stood up and went inside the house. He came back out a moment later with a large bouquet of flowers, and a large wrapped gift, with a card attached to the front.
"Happy now you greedy woman?" Brian demanded as he sat back down next to her. She laughed and slapped his arm. She slowly opened the card and read it silently. She looked up at her own dad and scratched her nose, making him chuckle.
"She's trying not to cry. So she scratches her nose at her dad, and he'll attempt to make her laugh, keeping her from crying like a big fat baby." Sawyer joked. She turned and glared at him.
"It's my first mother's day card, that's from my son, and son-in-law. I'm allowed to cry." she said proudly and held her card up, smiling.
"Open the present grandma. It's beautiful." Gus said. Teresa looked over at him.
"Have you seen my present?" Teresa asked. Gus nodded excitedly
"Daddy showed it to me." Gus said, looking over to Justin and winked. Making everyone at the table laugh.
"Sunshine swore him to secrecy not to tell anyone." Brian joked. Teresa pulled back the wrapping, and gasped at what she saw. The whole table was quiet as they watched her cover her mouth. A tear fell down her cheek. Teresa looked up at Justin, and he smiled at her.
"What is it Teresa?" her mother asked. She turned the painting around, and the table gasped as they saw what Justin had painted. The only picture Teresa had of Brian and her was the day he was born, until Justin had found her. She was laying in her hospital bed, and holding him, looking down at him. Justin had brought the picture to life and painted it. Teresa's father Robert had reached up for it and pulled it closer to see it. Teresa looked over at Justin again.
"Thank you. It's breath taking." she said. He smiled and nodded his head. She looked over at Brian, and he just smiled at her.
"Happy Mother's Day." he said quietly. Everyone was to engrossed with the painting to pay attention to him. She smiled and hugged him tightly, wrapped her arms around his neck.
"I've waited a really long time to hear you say that." she whispered in his ear. She pulled back and kissed his cheek. "I have to admit...I've never liked Mother's Day to much. Because I've always wanted to spend it with you." she whispered. Brian fidgeted around uncomfortably, not liking the attention. "And for the first time I get to...it's more then I could have asked for." she said. He smiled and nodded, and she looked back over at Justin again. "And you. My God thank you." she said standing up. Justin stood up as well and hugged her. "That's the most beautiful present I've ever received." she whispered in his ear.
"You're welcome." he told her. He pulled back and cleared his throat. "We actually have something for you to." Justin said to Sawyer, who stopped and looked over at Justin. "Since we won't be here for Father's Day." Justin said. He walked into the house and came back out and handed something to Sawyer. It was shaped just like Teresa's present was, and it made Sawyer just sit there and stare. He gulped and looked up, chuckling nervously.
"You're not trying to make me cry like a big freaken baby like Teresa are you?" he asked. She rolled her eyes at him.
"Well if you do you only have Sunshine to blame." Brian said. Justin just crossed his arms. This whole day made him uncomfortable. He had originally been so excited to celebrate their first holiday here in their new house. Now he just felt miserable. Sawyer unwrapped the painting, and it was the same as Teresa's, expect it was the picture of Sawyer holding him. Sawyer looked up at Brian. "Like I said, this was all Sunshine's idea. So thank him. I'm not the artist in the family." Brian grumbled.
"It's beautiful." Teresa said as she looked at it over Sawyer's shoulder. Brian stood up and walked over to the Ipod speakers that he had on the wall, and started messing around with it, getting some music to play.
"None of that techno dancing shit you kids listen to at Babylon." Debbie said. Sawyer had hugged Justin tightly to him.
"Thank you." Sawyer whispered. Justin just nodded his head.
"Pass those around. I want to see his masterpieces." Emmett called out. Justin sat back down, with Brian sitting down a second later. Everyone was going on and on about how beautiful the paintings were. Brian squeezed the back of Justin's neck, making him stiffen up.
"I have a present for Father's Day to." Gus said excitedly, jumping up and down in his seat.
"Let's go inside the house and get it Gussy." Lindsay said as she stood up. Her and Gus disappeared, and came back a moment later with a bag and put it in front of Brian and Justin. "We knew you weren't going to be here, and with this being Justin's first Father's Day, we wanted to make it special." Lindsay said and kissed Justin's cheek.
"Woah. Justin a father? That's weird." Molly said to her mom who just smiled.
"You guys didn't have to do this." Justin said.
"There any money in there?" Brian asked, peaking in. the group laughed as he sat back in his chair. "Well open it up Sunshine." Brian said. Justin nodded and pulled something out. It was simple. It was nothing spectacular. It was a large picture frame that had a collage of pictures. One's of Gus with both Brian and Justin. Lindsay and Melanie must have helped him decorate it. He had drawn pictures for them, and tried drawing their faces. In the middle, Lindsay had written Happy Father's Day, in bubble letters that he recognized, and let Gus color them in. "That's really great Sonny Boy. We'll have to find a special spot for this." Brian said. Justin smiled.
This was the life that he wanted. He knew that. He wanted to be apart of Brian's family. He had been so messed up the last few days, that he had forgotten that. He had forgotten who he was. But he was one of Gus' dads. This was what he wanted. He looked up at Gus. "This is the best present I've ever gotten Gus. Thank you." Justin said. Gus bounced excitedly in his chair. Justin looked back down at the pictures. Justin had always been apart of Gus's life. So their had been pictures of Justin and Gus together since he was a baby. He just wasn't in the role of one of Gus' fathers. He looked at the picture from Gus' first birthday. Before Brian had to bring Justin home, because he suddenly remembered Hobbs hitting him with a bat. Justin was bummed because he couldn't hold Gus, because of his hand. So Brian sat down next to him, and propped him in Justin's lap. He didn't need both hands, when Brian had one hand on him.
He was mesmerized by all the pictures throughout Gus' life. He had yelled at Brian to leave him last night. But if Brian did, he wouldn't get anymore moments like these. He'd always be apart of Gus' life, because he was always going to be apart of Lindsay and Melanie's life. That was one of the greatest things about Brian and their group. The two times they had broken up, Brian didn't make anyone choose between him and Justin. He never wanted to group to cut Justin out of their lives. And the group felt the same way. It amazed him how wonderful they all were. "Come on." Brian said into his ear. Justin looked over at him as Brian stood up, and pulled the large frame out of his hands, and walked into the house, with Justin following him. He walked into his office, and Brian shut the door as soon as Justin walked in. He placed the large frame on a table against the wall, and looked over to Justin. He sat on the edge of his desk. "Are you ok?" he asked. Justin shook his head.
"I'm sorry. I'm sorry I've been such a nightmare to live with the past few days. I'm sorry for everything I screamed at you last night. Because I don't want you to leave. I want to be with you. I want to be that family with you." Justin said, looking at the pictures of the three of them. "I don't want to ever lose that." Justin said, staring at that. Brian yanked him by the shirt collar to stand in front of him. He stood between Brian's legs, gulping. Brian looked back at the pictures, and then back to Justin.
"It's up to you. Do you want to stick around? Because I'm not kicking you our of your house." Brian said. Justin looked down. "So you had a total queen out moment. I don't give a shit." Brian said, making Justin chuckle a bit. He felt Brian put his fingers under Justin's chin. "You have all this insane shit going on in that blonde little head of yours. All this crap about Hobbs and your dad...they don't matter." Brian said. Justin tried to looked down, but Brian put his forehead against Justin's, and put his hands on Justin's face. "They're not worth any of your time. They're not worth you getting crazy and making you think you're not worth something. Because if you were this pathetic loser, you know I never would have wasted a second on you." Brian said. Justin looked up at him. "I don't care about your drama princess weekend splurge." Brian said, making Justin chuckle. "All I care about is you." Brian said simply. Justin leaned forward and wrapped his arms around his neck, and kissed him.
"I love you." Justin whispered. Brian rolled his eyes dramatically while he wrapped his arms around his waist.
"Yeah I love you to you twat." Brian said and kissed him again. He knew that Justin needed to hear those words. He knew that it meant the world to Justin, every time Brian said it. Because he knew how hard those words were for Brian. And he knew, that Justin cherished every time he heard it, and never took anytime he said it for granted. Justin kissed his way to Brian's ear.
"I want you inside me." Justin whispered in his ear. Brian pulled back and smiled at him.
"Now that is something I've been waiting to hear all fucking weekend." Brian said as he pushed him backwards towards his couch, and laid on top of his little blonde partner. Justin pulled back and stared at him. "What?"
"By the way. You called me Justin Taylor earlier." Justin said to him, and then smiled. "It's Justin Kinney now." Justin said, making Brian laugh.
"Well excuse me. Allow me to rectify that." he said, kissing his neck. "We haven't had a chance to christen my couch yet." Brian smiled, and pushed his tongue inside Justin's mouth.