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The soft gentle kiss quickly turned needy and hungered as Justin grabbed the back of Brian's neck, pulling him impossibly closer. As soon as Brian felt Justin's hand move to his belt, he pushed back to look at him.

"Wait." Brian said. "Wait? In this sort of situation that's the last thing I would ever expect you to say" Justin joked, but his smile quickly faded as he realized how serious Brian looked.

"Ok, what" Justin waited. "Don't you have a boyfriend? What's his name? You know, the Fiddler" Brian asked. Justin had totally forgotten about Ethan until now. Before Justin had a chance to answer Brian continued.

"Or are you just not getting what you need? So you've decided to fuck me behind his back? Ah, it sounds all too familiar." As soon as Brian said that, he wished he hadn't. Justin just stared at him, his eyes becoming watery once again. Then he just pushed Brian back as hard as he could, almost knocking him over.

"How can you say that" Justin said, he looked so hurt, and Brian wondered why he'd even said that in the first place. "You say that like this was easy for me, like I just left you along with all the feelings I had for you, as if I just stopped loving you." He couldn't help the tears that were falling from his eyes again.

"It may have been that way for you, but it sure as hell wasn't for me." He walked back up to Brian so that their noses were almost touching. "There wasn't one night when I didn't wish it was your arms holding me, your breath on my neck, your lips on mine."

Brian stood there wondering why the hell Justin was telling him this. And how could he think it was easy for him? Justin was the first person Brian ever let see his true self, and in return, he'd been punched in the face. He started to remember how everyone had treated him the first little while Justin had been gone. They'd coddled him and treated him like a fucking child.

Brian stared at Justin finally saying "Easy? This was pretty much everything but fucking easy." "Right it must have been really hard to let go of some twink who was just another fuck."

"Dammit Justin, that's not true and you know it" This was really starting to bother him, he wasn't going to let Justin stand there and tell him how he felt.

"I'm so sick of you saying that all you were to me was some trick who wore out his welcome."

"Well that is all I was wasn't I" Justin asked.

"No, and you know damn well you weren't"

Justin just stood there and crossed his arms. "That may have been how it started out, but that's not how it was when you left. You may not have realized it but I pretty much went against everything I'd ever said by letting myself care about you." Brian said.

Justin sighed heavily and said "He cheated on me so I left him." "Huh" Brian was confused, but suddenly it clicked. "He fucked someone else so you left him" Brian asked. "There had to have been something else, otherwise you wouldn't have kept coming back to me."

"No, he told me he loved me and that I was the only one, he lied to me." Justin wasn't sure if he should continue but he did. "You never really loved me, and I was certainly never the only one, so it was nothing new, you never lied."

That was the last straw.

"Stop fucking telling me how I feel! You don't know the half of it, just because I never said it doesn't mean I didn't feel it! I'm so fucking tired of you telling me what I'm thinking"

"Fine" Justin said "For once why don't you tell me what you're thinking."

Brian stood there for a moment before saying "How about I show you"