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A/N: They released Brian after the first week of their arrival in the hospital. It would have been sooner but Brian would lie and say he wasn't feeling up to it so he could keep an eye on Justin. But after a week he just had to get out of there. Justin was kept there for four weeks due to his past injury and this one, they weren't sure what to expect, especially with another head injury.
Chapter Four: I need to get out!
Brian helped Justin into the mandatory wheelchair. It was the price they had to pay since Justin wanted to go home, and even though the doctors were unsure, they felt as long as he took it easy the next two weeks he'd be okay.
Brian leaned down and placed a kiss on Justin's lips. Then he turned the wheelchair and after grabbing the last of his belongings went out into the hall.
While wheeling past the nurses and doctors they were very quiet and slow and respectful, to say the least. But when they were away from everyone, and out of the elevator, Brian tilted the wheelchair back.
"Hold on." Brian told Justin as he popped-a-wheelie, or so to speak, and veered down the hallway as fast as his legs would take him. As they got near the automatic doors they slowed, for the doors to open, then picked up speed and went down the ramp and towards Brian's car.
"Well that was fun." Justin said between laughs.
"Yeah you had the easy job," Brian countered as he bent down to hold his knees while panting.
"I thought you worked out."
"I do, but I've been too busy at the hospital with you to go so often. Why did you want me to go to the gym and not visit you?" Brian asked looking at
Justin, only inches from his face. Brian had stopped panting and was just staring into Justin's eyes, with his hands still on his knees.
Justin brought the wheelchair just an inch closer to Brian, and then after setting the brake, took Brian's head in between his hands, he closed the distance and kissed Brian with more passion than the past four weeks he was stuck in the hospital.
"Let's just hope this was the last trip to any hospital for a long, long, long time." Brian said while straightening up unlocking the car's trunk.
"Yeah I agree. Although I think the time before was a bit worse."
Brian had been putting the rest of Justin's stuff that he had just brought out of the room and had forgotten on the pavement into the trunk when he stopped mid-drop and looked at Justin. *Could he really have remembered what happened the first time he was hospitalized during the time Brian had known him* Brian thought to himself.
"You remember?" Brian asked against his better judgement.
"It's still a little fuzzy but I remember us dancing and I remember running out to the parking lot where your car was--" and that was all Justin got until his head began to scream.
Justin took his head between his hands and leaned forward, "Owww!" Justin seemed to cry aloud.
Brian watched in terror as Justin held his head and scruntched up his eyes and nose trying to get rid of the pain.
"Justin, Justin!" Brian tried to look into Justin's eyes pleadingly, as he put both of his hands on top of each of Justin's.
Justin felt the warmth from Brian's hands on his own and opened his eyes slightly he kept his eyes fixed on Brian's as he fought the pain.
Brian began to wrap the tips of his fingers around Justin's for Justin to grip onto when Justin opened his eyes and they held each other's stare. They
both seemed to be holding onto the other. They both seemed to share the same pain, and that was when Justin's hands went slack and Brian wrapped
both his arms around Justin, as Justin did the same to Brian's neck.
They stayed there for what seemed like an eternity, but probably only five or so minutes. Justin was resting his head on Brian's shoulder. And Brian was kneeling on the pavement, between Justin's legs, holding to Justin like he had almost lost everything...again.
~~~~~~~~~Two weeks later~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Brian awoke to find no one else in the bed and the loft as a whole cast into an eerie silence. Brian glanced over at the clock, to find out it was only 4a.m. He sat up in the bed and scanned the room in search of Justin. There hadn't seemed to be anyone in the room besides him, but that's when he saw two very blue eyes amidst a lot of blankets and pillows. Justin was sitting on the floor with his back against a dresser, sketching.
"When'd you get up?" Brian asked, lying back down with his propped up by his elbow.
"About an hour ago. I've been 'resting' so much I barely sleep for five hours each night."
"Is that right."
"Yeah that's right!" Justin answered, and then went back to his sketching.
"What're you drawing this time?"
"Oh just someone that I have oh so much 'Zippity-Yay' feelings for." Justin told Brian while smiling.
"Oh and who is this person you have such special feelings for, anyone I might know?" Brian said while moving out of the bed to stand over Justin.
"I doubt it," Justin said jokingly "You wanna see? It still needs touch- ups, and a bit more shading but I need to buy another graphite HB pencil."
"Well we can go out shopping later, ok?"
"Yeah, here." Justin said as he handed over the sketch pad and Brian took into his hands and stared at the drawing pretending to have no interest whatsoever in it.
"It's ok... I guess." Brian said mocking Justin while turning to face him on the floor.
"Yeah I've been too bored lately, to try that hard."
"What are you talking about this, this is great. Looks like a photograph."
"Really?"
"Would I lie ... to you?"
"I don't know," Justin said while leaning to kiss Brian.
"Why I should just--" Brian didn't finish as Justin started to kiss Brian; first on the lips, placing a trail of kisses from his mouth over his cheek down his neck.
Brian just sat there for a second enjoying Justin's light kisses, his soft skin against his own. He took one of his hands and placed it behind Justin's neck and the other around his back as he began to kiss Justin's neck and then lightly nibble on his skin. When he felt Justin shiver, he leaned Justin to the floor with the blankets and pillows under and around them. He made a point to cover as much of Justin's body as possible with his own, in order to keep Justin from the cold.
Justin took both his arms and slung them tightly around Brian's neck forcing them impossibly close. While Brian continued to kiss and suck on Brian's neck and shoulders Justin leaned his head up and licked Brian's earlobe, teasing it, and then nibbled the lobe.
Brian could hear Justin moan and before too long everything was over and Brian was slumped over Justin, exhausted. While Justin just laid there on the bed with his eyes closed, breathing heavily.
They stayed like that for the most part except about ten minutes before Brian's alarm clock, signaling him to get ready for work, went off, Brian had moved to Justin's side while Justin turned into Brian and wrapped himself in Brian's warmth.
*Beep* Beep*Beep*Beep*Beep*Beep*Be-- Brian had let his hand fall on the button to silence the alarm, but a moment later... *Beep*Beep*Be--
This time Justin yanked the whole thing off the stand, next to their bed, and threw it across the room.
"Good job!" Brian announced sarcastically.
"At least I got it to stop." Justin retorted.
Brian moaned as he lazily sat up, his chest bare and exposed to the coolness. "Damn its cold in here." Brian said wrapping a sheet around him as he stood up on his way to take a shower.
Justin got up as well and had taken a sheet and pulled it snug around himself as well. "You want me to shower with you?" Justin asked following Brian to the bathroom.
"Yeah, sure, jump in." As Brian said this he held the shower door open for Justin.
Once inside the warm water helped to warm them from the chilly loft. For a few minutes the shower felt like their own little world, like nothing could penetrate them, like they were finally safe from all that was horrible in the world.
After they washed each other's bodies, Brian leaned to turn off the water, while Justin opened the shower door, making sure he could get to a towel before he froze.
Half an hour later, Brian was at the loft's door. Justin had reached around his neck and kissed Brian as hard as he could.
"What's that for?" Brian asked knowing, Justin wanted something.
"Nothing," As he said this Justin's eyes fell on the floor, and of course Brian could tell something was up.
"If its about the shopping we can do it when I get home, or even this weekend."
"No it's not the shopping, I was just curious, since its Friday and all, and I haven't been to the Club or Woody's in six weeks, could we go tonight, please?" Justin begged like a child, holding his hands together, in a plea.
"I don't know Justin I don't want you to overexert yourself..."
"I'm practically healed, good as new the doc said I should be able to go about everyday stuff after six weeks. And guess what it has been six weeks, so what do you think?"
"Well I'll tell you if you stop looking so pathetic." And Justin dropped his face to more normal features. "How about I think about it and I'll tell you when I get home, ok?"
Justin knew they were going to go, he had won, yup he was good, he thought smugly to himself. And the thought brought a smile to his face because he knew if Brian knew what went on in his head that he would slap him upside the head. But secretly they both knew that they'd do whatever the other one wanted if it made them happy.
God, Justin loved Brian.
Brian leaned down and kissed Justin good bye and straightened himself back up. Buit just before leaving the loft he turned around to face Justin to say, "Don't forget to finish your work for your classes you ARE going back on Monday."
"Yes Daddy dearest." Justin said mockingly.
Brian rolled his eyes and walked out the door, closing the door behind him, he figured tonight they really should go out clubbing. The 'family' barely saw Justin anymore, only once in a while when Justin would venture to the Diner.
Meanwhile, back in the loft Justin turned on some soft music, took his morning pills and laid down, he felt just a little tired.
A/N: They released Brian after the first week of their arrival in the hospital. It would have been sooner but Brian would lie and say he wasn't feeling up to it so he could keep an eye on Justin. But after a week he just had to get out of there. Justin was kept there for four weeks due to his past injury and this one, they weren't sure what to expect, especially with another head injury.
Chapter Four: I need to get out!
Brian helped Justin into the mandatory wheelchair. It was the price they had to pay since Justin wanted to go home, and even though the doctors were unsure, they felt as long as he took it easy the next two weeks he'd be okay.
Brian leaned down and placed a kiss on Justin's lips. Then he turned the wheelchair and after grabbing the last of his belongings went out into the hall.
While wheeling past the nurses and doctors they were very quiet and slow and respectful, to say the least. But when they were away from everyone, and out of the elevator, Brian tilted the wheelchair back.
"Hold on." Brian told Justin as he popped-a-wheelie, or so to speak, and veered down the hallway as fast as his legs would take him. As they got near the automatic doors they slowed, for the doors to open, then picked up speed and went down the ramp and towards Brian's car.
"Well that was fun." Justin said between laughs.
"Yeah you had the easy job," Brian countered as he bent down to hold his knees while panting.
"I thought you worked out."
"I do, but I've been too busy at the hospital with you to go so often. Why did you want me to go to the gym and not visit you?" Brian asked looking at
Justin, only inches from his face. Brian had stopped panting and was just staring into Justin's eyes, with his hands still on his knees.
Justin brought the wheelchair just an inch closer to Brian, and then after setting the brake, took Brian's head in between his hands, he closed the distance and kissed Brian with more passion than the past four weeks he was stuck in the hospital.
"Let's just hope this was the last trip to any hospital for a long, long, long time." Brian said while straightening up unlocking the car's trunk.
"Yeah I agree. Although I think the time before was a bit worse."
Brian had been putting the rest of Justin's stuff that he had just brought out of the room and had forgotten on the pavement into the trunk when he stopped mid-drop and looked at Justin. *Could he really have remembered what happened the first time he was hospitalized during the time Brian had known him* Brian thought to himself.
"You remember?" Brian asked against his better judgement.
"It's still a little fuzzy but I remember us dancing and I remember running out to the parking lot where your car was--" and that was all Justin got until his head began to scream.
Justin took his head between his hands and leaned forward, "Owww!" Justin seemed to cry aloud.
Brian watched in terror as Justin held his head and scruntched up his eyes and nose trying to get rid of the pain.
"Justin, Justin!" Brian tried to look into Justin's eyes pleadingly, as he put both of his hands on top of each of Justin's.
Justin felt the warmth from Brian's hands on his own and opened his eyes slightly he kept his eyes fixed on Brian's as he fought the pain.
Brian began to wrap the tips of his fingers around Justin's for Justin to grip onto when Justin opened his eyes and they held each other's stare. They
both seemed to be holding onto the other. They both seemed to share the same pain, and that was when Justin's hands went slack and Brian wrapped
both his arms around Justin, as Justin did the same to Brian's neck.
They stayed there for what seemed like an eternity, but probably only five or so minutes. Justin was resting his head on Brian's shoulder. And Brian was kneeling on the pavement, between Justin's legs, holding to Justin like he had almost lost everything...again.
~~~~~~~~~Two weeks later~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Brian awoke to find no one else in the bed and the loft as a whole cast into an eerie silence. Brian glanced over at the clock, to find out it was only 4a.m. He sat up in the bed and scanned the room in search of Justin. There hadn't seemed to be anyone in the room besides him, but that's when he saw two very blue eyes amidst a lot of blankets and pillows. Justin was sitting on the floor with his back against a dresser, sketching.
"When'd you get up?" Brian asked, lying back down with his propped up by his elbow.
"About an hour ago. I've been 'resting' so much I barely sleep for five hours each night."
"Is that right."
"Yeah that's right!" Justin answered, and then went back to his sketching.
"What're you drawing this time?"
"Oh just someone that I have oh so much 'Zippity-Yay' feelings for." Justin told Brian while smiling.
"Oh and who is this person you have such special feelings for, anyone I might know?" Brian said while moving out of the bed to stand over Justin.
"I doubt it," Justin said jokingly "You wanna see? It still needs touch- ups, and a bit more shading but I need to buy another graphite HB pencil."
"Well we can go out shopping later, ok?"
"Yeah, here." Justin said as he handed over the sketch pad and Brian took into his hands and stared at the drawing pretending to have no interest whatsoever in it.
"It's ok... I guess." Brian said mocking Justin while turning to face him on the floor.
"Yeah I've been too bored lately, to try that hard."
"What are you talking about this, this is great. Looks like a photograph."
"Really?"
"Would I lie ... to you?"
"I don't know," Justin said while leaning to kiss Brian.
"Why I should just--" Brian didn't finish as Justin started to kiss Brian; first on the lips, placing a trail of kisses from his mouth over his cheek down his neck.
Brian just sat there for a second enjoying Justin's light kisses, his soft skin against his own. He took one of his hands and placed it behind Justin's neck and the other around his back as he began to kiss Justin's neck and then lightly nibble on his skin. When he felt Justin shiver, he leaned Justin to the floor with the blankets and pillows under and around them. He made a point to cover as much of Justin's body as possible with his own, in order to keep Justin from the cold.
Justin took both his arms and slung them tightly around Brian's neck forcing them impossibly close. While Brian continued to kiss and suck on Brian's neck and shoulders Justin leaned his head up and licked Brian's earlobe, teasing it, and then nibbled the lobe.
Brian could hear Justin moan and before too long everything was over and Brian was slumped over Justin, exhausted. While Justin just laid there on the bed with his eyes closed, breathing heavily.
They stayed like that for the most part except about ten minutes before Brian's alarm clock, signaling him to get ready for work, went off, Brian had moved to Justin's side while Justin turned into Brian and wrapped himself in Brian's warmth.
*Beep* Beep*Beep*Beep*Beep*Beep*Be-- Brian had let his hand fall on the button to silence the alarm, but a moment later... *Beep*Beep*Be--
This time Justin yanked the whole thing off the stand, next to their bed, and threw it across the room.
"Good job!" Brian announced sarcastically.
"At least I got it to stop." Justin retorted.
Brian moaned as he lazily sat up, his chest bare and exposed to the coolness. "Damn its cold in here." Brian said wrapping a sheet around him as he stood up on his way to take a shower.
Justin got up as well and had taken a sheet and pulled it snug around himself as well. "You want me to shower with you?" Justin asked following Brian to the bathroom.
"Yeah, sure, jump in." As Brian said this he held the shower door open for Justin.
Once inside the warm water helped to warm them from the chilly loft. For a few minutes the shower felt like their own little world, like nothing could penetrate them, like they were finally safe from all that was horrible in the world.
After they washed each other's bodies, Brian leaned to turn off the water, while Justin opened the shower door, making sure he could get to a towel before he froze.
Half an hour later, Brian was at the loft's door. Justin had reached around his neck and kissed Brian as hard as he could.
"What's that for?" Brian asked knowing, Justin wanted something.
"Nothing," As he said this Justin's eyes fell on the floor, and of course Brian could tell something was up.
"If its about the shopping we can do it when I get home, or even this weekend."
"No it's not the shopping, I was just curious, since its Friday and all, and I haven't been to the Club or Woody's in six weeks, could we go tonight, please?" Justin begged like a child, holding his hands together, in a plea.
"I don't know Justin I don't want you to overexert yourself..."
"I'm practically healed, good as new the doc said I should be able to go about everyday stuff after six weeks. And guess what it has been six weeks, so what do you think?"
"Well I'll tell you if you stop looking so pathetic." And Justin dropped his face to more normal features. "How about I think about it and I'll tell you when I get home, ok?"
Justin knew they were going to go, he had won, yup he was good, he thought smugly to himself. And the thought brought a smile to his face because he knew if Brian knew what went on in his head that he would slap him upside the head. But secretly they both knew that they'd do whatever the other one wanted if it made them happy.
God, Justin loved Brian.
Brian leaned down and kissed Justin good bye and straightened himself back up. Buit just before leaving the loft he turned around to face Justin to say, "Don't forget to finish your work for your classes you ARE going back on Monday."
"Yes Daddy dearest." Justin said mockingly.
Brian rolled his eyes and walked out the door, closing the door behind him, he figured tonight they really should go out clubbing. The 'family' barely saw Justin anymore, only once in a while when Justin would venture to the Diner.
Meanwhile, back in the loft Justin turned on some soft music, took his morning pills and laid down, he felt just a little tired.