"Hey!" Brian said with a smile. This was a new side to Brian that Justin
had never witnessed. He was used to snide remarks or something sarcastic
when Justin would show up at Brian's loft. But, in this situation, he was
greeted with happiness.
Brian walked back into the loft as Justin stepped inside. Justin slid the door shut and walked into the living room. He sat down on the couch while Brian continued his work out. Lifting weights in the corner of the room. Justin watched his former lover for about half an hour. He glanced at the electronic clock on the side table. Ten o'clock. Just at that moment, Brian stopped working out. He lay on the workout bench with his hands on his chest. Taking a breather. He was red in the face, panting and sweaty. After a minute of resting, Brian stood up and started walking over to the kitchen. He looked over at Justin and smiled. Justin smiled back. He didn't know what else to do.
"Do you want a shake?" Brain asked Justin. He waited for an answer.
"Sure." Justin said simply. Brian smiled and started pulling things out of the refrigerator. Justin got up off the couch and took a seat at a stool at the kitchen's island.
"So...what are you doing here?" There's the Brian that Justin remember.
"Do I really need a reason?" So, Brian and Justin were back to their little charades. Both of them were incredibly sarcastic, their little banters were a way to release tension between them.
"Well, I just wanted to know. Are we back to this game already?" Brian said.
"I just felt like seeing you." Justin said after staying silent for some time. Brian looked up from peeling a banana to smile at Justin.
"Well...I'm glad you came by. I wanted to spend more time with you." Brian stated truthfully. Justin felt good inside. He had steered away from affection for so long he almost forgot what it was like. He could finally open himself up to affection again, but only because it was coming from Brian Kinney.
Justin heard the blender go on and he saw Brian monitoring it. Soon, a shake was in front of him. He flashed a small smile and a 'thank you' before taking a sip.
"It's good." Justin said. Brian just nodded. He looked up at Justin, who had some shake on his chin. He leaned over the counter and kissed it off of him. Justin just indulged himself in the feeling. He flashes back to times with Brian in the past. When it was illegal to be intimate, but that didn't stop them. But, those times were gone, and with that thought Justin came back to reality. Brian was looking at him and smiling. Justin automatically smiled back.
"What" Justin asked. Interested in what was amusing Brian so much. Brian just giggled.
"Nothing. You taste good...that's all." Brian said, almost shyly.
"So, where are you staying?" Brian asked, interested. There was something on Brian's mind; he was going to get to it the hard way.
"The Liberty Inn. Across from the diner." Justin replied. Brian looked disgusted.
"You're staying at that horrible place?" Brian asked, shocked that Justin would ever step foot in that place.
"Unfortunately. It was the only place with a vacant room." Justin explained. Brian looked disgusted again.
"No...you're not staying there. That's just...wrong. You're staying with me." Brian demanded more than suggested.
"What?" Justin asked, shocked that Brian would even think of suggesting something like that to him.
"How long are you staying?" Brian looked at Justin, waiting for him to answer his question. He stood there in his sweat pants, his toned chest shimmering in the kitchen lights. Health shake in hand.
"Two weeks." Justin answered. Brian took a sip of his shake and nodded.
"All right. Let's go get your stuff. Don't argue." Brian said as he walked away into his room. He grabbed a t-shirt and his keys from his bedside table and the two men walked out the door.
Brian walked back into the loft as Justin stepped inside. Justin slid the door shut and walked into the living room. He sat down on the couch while Brian continued his work out. Lifting weights in the corner of the room. Justin watched his former lover for about half an hour. He glanced at the electronic clock on the side table. Ten o'clock. Just at that moment, Brian stopped working out. He lay on the workout bench with his hands on his chest. Taking a breather. He was red in the face, panting and sweaty. After a minute of resting, Brian stood up and started walking over to the kitchen. He looked over at Justin and smiled. Justin smiled back. He didn't know what else to do.
"Do you want a shake?" Brain asked Justin. He waited for an answer.
"Sure." Justin said simply. Brian smiled and started pulling things out of the refrigerator. Justin got up off the couch and took a seat at a stool at the kitchen's island.
"So...what are you doing here?" There's the Brian that Justin remember.
"Do I really need a reason?" So, Brian and Justin were back to their little charades. Both of them were incredibly sarcastic, their little banters were a way to release tension between them.
"Well, I just wanted to know. Are we back to this game already?" Brian said.
"I just felt like seeing you." Justin said after staying silent for some time. Brian looked up from peeling a banana to smile at Justin.
"Well...I'm glad you came by. I wanted to spend more time with you." Brian stated truthfully. Justin felt good inside. He had steered away from affection for so long he almost forgot what it was like. He could finally open himself up to affection again, but only because it was coming from Brian Kinney.
Justin heard the blender go on and he saw Brian monitoring it. Soon, a shake was in front of him. He flashed a small smile and a 'thank you' before taking a sip.
"It's good." Justin said. Brian just nodded. He looked up at Justin, who had some shake on his chin. He leaned over the counter and kissed it off of him. Justin just indulged himself in the feeling. He flashes back to times with Brian in the past. When it was illegal to be intimate, but that didn't stop them. But, those times were gone, and with that thought Justin came back to reality. Brian was looking at him and smiling. Justin automatically smiled back.
"What" Justin asked. Interested in what was amusing Brian so much. Brian just giggled.
"Nothing. You taste good...that's all." Brian said, almost shyly.
"So, where are you staying?" Brian asked, interested. There was something on Brian's mind; he was going to get to it the hard way.
"The Liberty Inn. Across from the diner." Justin replied. Brian looked disgusted.
"You're staying at that horrible place?" Brian asked, shocked that Justin would ever step foot in that place.
"Unfortunately. It was the only place with a vacant room." Justin explained. Brian looked disgusted again.
"No...you're not staying there. That's just...wrong. You're staying with me." Brian demanded more than suggested.
"What?" Justin asked, shocked that Brian would even think of suggesting something like that to him.
"How long are you staying?" Brian looked at Justin, waiting for him to answer his question. He stood there in his sweat pants, his toned chest shimmering in the kitchen lights. Health shake in hand.
"Two weeks." Justin answered. Brian took a sip of his shake and nodded.
"All right. Let's go get your stuff. Don't argue." Brian said as he walked away into his room. He grabbed a t-shirt and his keys from his bedside table and the two men walked out the door.