I feel you
Your sun it shines
I feel you
Within my mind
You take me there
I Feel You – Placebo

Justin woke up Friday morning feeling extremely giddy. And it was all because a certain hot man had asked him out last night! Grinning, Justin hurried out of bed and quickly shut his alarm clock up. Usually, he was grumpy in the morning; usually he would yell at his alarm clock and yell curses at it while trying furiously to get it to shut off, but this morning was different. He had been ASKED OUT. Justin had been asked out before, sure, but he had never accepted. Justin didn't have time for dating. He wasn't interested in dating because most of the people who had asked him out had been ignorant assholes. The others – Justin just hadn't liked them like that.

Brian Kinney was different. Brian was someone Justin could easily see himself liking. In fact, Justin did like his boss. What wasn't to like? Justin hadn't known him long but he knew enough to know that Brian was kind, funny, fucking hot, and laid back. Justin liked all of those traits. Still grinning like a little school girl, Justin hurried into the bathroom, took an extra long shower so he'd be extra clean and then proceeded on to find some appropriate clothes. He didn't want to look like he tried to look good for Brian but he didn't want to look like the slob he had been looking like either. Although…Brian hadn't seemed to mind that he had looked like a slob. He had been the king of slobs when Brian had asked him out.

So, Justin settled with faded blue jeans that Daphne had said "hugged his ass perfectly" and a long-sleeved, dark blue, tight fitting shirt. Simple, casual and, he hoped, hot. By the time he was done getting ready his hair had dried and his teeth were brushed more that morning than his entire lifetime. He was still smiling when he strode in the front door of the large office building and still smiling when he walked into his work space. He didn't think he was going to stop smiling all day and night. The word night glared at him in his mind. What would they do when Brian dropped him off at home? Was he supposed to invite Brian in? Would Brian want to be invited in? What was he supposed to do? He hadn't been on a real date in…forever.

"A penny for your thoughts?"

Justin nearly jumped out of his skin. He must've zoned out. He whipped his head towards the door and his smile grew wider, if that was even possible, at the sight of Brian. He too was clad in jeans, fucking tight jeans, and a plain tee shirt. "I was just…thinking." Brian stepped further into Justin's "office" and shut the door behind him, small smile on his face. "About what?" Justin could feel his cheeks immediately start to heat up and he quickly shrugged his shoulders, gaze leaving Brian and staring down at a blank canvas. He needed to paint it immediately. "Oh, uh, nothing really. Work related things." That was half true 'cause Brian was work related. The brunet headed towards the table and Justin couldn't help but notice that he was standing really, really close.

"So, we're still on for tonight?"

Justin grinned and nodded…perhaps to eagerly.

"Of course! Err…I mean, yeah."

"Someone sounds excited."

Justin's cheeks heat up even more. Blushing idiot. He shrugged his shoulders trying to appear nonchalant although it was too late for that. "I am." He shot a shy look over at his boss and found that Brian had inched closer still, tall body towering over Justin's short, smaller form. The brunet smiled at him. It was a soft yet amused smile and Justin felt himself flushing even more and he quickly looked back down at the canvas. He really needed to stop blushing. He needed to act his fucking age. He bit his bottom lip as Brian's hand wrapped around the back of his neck, which caused Justin to give Brian all his attention. His hand was really warm Justin couldn't help but notice.

"I'm excited too."

"Really?"

Justin swallowed and tried to ignore Brian's hand on his neck and how close they were standing. Brian smirked and nodded. "Yeah." Justin sighed with relief when Brian's lips descended down on his, lips getting to know each other, tongues meeting for the first time and breath mingling together. Oh fucking God, he was a fucking good kisser. Justin moaned into Brian's mouth, a hand coming up to wrap around Brian's back and his other hand holding the desk he was standing next to, to steady himself, although, Brian's arm had wrapped around him at some point so there was no way he could fall anyway.

When Brian did pull back, Justin didn't think he'd ever be able to breathe properly again.

He grinned shyly up at his boss.

"Isn't it wrong to fraternize with co-workers?"

Brian chuckled.

"I'm the boss. I make the rules. And I say…fraternize away."

"I…I like that rule."

"Good, 'cause it was made special for you."

"I'm flattered."

Justin hesitantly stood on his tiptoes and gave Brian one last quick kiss on the lips before untangling his arm away from the brunet. "I…I should get back to work…" Brian nodded and quickly stated that that would be a good idea and started backing out of the room with a smile and a wink in Justin's direction. "See ya later." Justin smiled and nodded in response. When the door shut again and he was alone Justin smiled a smile wider than the smile had had on before and that was one big fucking smile too.

"You're leaving early for once."

Brian peeked through the door of Justin's workspace. There were paintings hanging on the walls done by the blond himself and the small space looked a lot better than it had when Justin had moved in to work. Brian leaned against the doorframe and waited as Justin hurriedly placed all his supplies away before bounding towards the door. He offered the brunet a shy smile and Brian used every ounce of self-control to not shove Justin back inside the room, lock the door, and get hot and heavy right now. He thought that maybe…maybe he shouldn't have kissed him like he did this morning.

"Hi."

Brian grinned at the blond's shyness.

"Ready to go?"

"Yeah. Where are we going?"

Brian led the man out of the large building and towards his vehicle. "Somewhere." Justin rolled his eyes next to him and crossed his arms over his chest. "Yeah, well, this date just sounds promising." Brian grinned and opened the passenger side door. Yeah, he was the perfect gentlemen. "Oh, believe me, Mr. Taylor, you'll have a great time. You're with me." Justin grinned and rolled his eyes again and Brian walked to the driver's side of the jeep and started up the engine. "We're going out to eat at a hole in the wall restaurant that I like." Justin nodded, hands clasped in his lap.

"Thanks for being more descriptive this time."

The ride to the "hole in the wall restaurant that he likes" was filled with comfortable conversation, Justin was surprised to see. He had expected to remain quiet the entire date. At least, that's what the butterflies, which were dying down now, had told him. He was nervous as hell but had comfortably managed to tell Brian things. Most of the time he talked about art, though. Art, art, and art. Brian didn't seem to mind. He was a great listener. Justin grinned over at him as they pulled into the parking lot of a restaurant that Justin had never seen before. Did it even have a name? He didn't see one.

"I'm known to talk a lot."

"I've noticed."

"He-eey!"

Brian laughed and got out of the car, "I'm just joking, Sunshine." Justin stayed in the car and watched as Brian walked around and then proceeded to get the door for him. "Such the gentlemen." Brian rolled his eyes and mumbled, "Yeah, well, don't expect this on all the dates we go on." This statement made Justin's smile all the more giddier. Well, his mental smile. He didn't want to freak Brian out by smiling too much and too big. But he couldn't help it! Did that mean that Brian was planning on going out with him again? Did that mean that Brian wanted to? Justin couldn't help but let a little bit of his mental smile seep out into his real smile. Brian raised an eyebrow up at him.

"What are you smiling about?"

"If I told you, I would have to kill you."

The brunet rolled his eyes and Justin forced himself not to smile even more when Brian's larger hand wrapped around his. "Then I'll just mind my own business." Justin nodded up at him. "Yeah, that might be a good idea. So, what kind of place is this?" Brian, again, got the door for Justin and the two walked inside. Justin didn't even need to ask once they were inside the crowded place. Interesting, but very good, artwork decorated the walls. All the walls were painted different colors but, surprisingly, didn't clash but went well together. Not all the tables were even the same. Same with the chairs. Everything was…different. It was awesome. Justin's grin probably got a little wider.

Despite how none of the tables matched the chairs that were seated around them…everything looked perfect. Everything looked comfortable and not stuffy. No wonder Brian liked the place. Justin would have to make it a point to come here more often – with or without Brian. He'd have to bring Daphne here sometime. "It's this kind of place." Justin smiled over at Brian. "I like it." The two walked further into the restaurant, Brian's hand coming to rest on the small of Justin's back as they made their way in and out of people's conversations until they were face to face with one of the waiters. They weren't clad in suits either. Just jeans and casual clothing. "How many?"

"Two."

The man, his nametag said Jonathan, led them to a table near the back. All the tables near the front were larger, group tables and it seemed all the tables in the back were two or three seaters. Once they were seated comfortably across from each other and Jonathan had taken their drink orders – Brian a beer and Justin water – Justin started up the conversation. Of course he did. He could never seem to shut up but, he decided, that was better then being a quiet, stuttering and blushing mess like he usually was whenever Brian was around. "So, come here often?" Then he realized how that sounded. Everyone who was anyone knew that question was used as one of the stupidest pickup lines of the century. And Justin had just used it…except not as a pickup line. Brian snorted.

"You don't have to try and pick me up. We're already on a date."

And Justin returned to being a blushing idiot again.

"No, I didn't mean it that way…I was being serious…I just realized how that sounded,"

Brian was trying not to laugh from across the table.

"Don't make fun of me!"

But Justin laughed too. Brian shook his head.

"Yeah…I come here…often."

"I can see why. It's really cool."

Brian nodded in response.

"So, what do you want to eat? This place makes a killer pizza."

"Who uses the word 'killer' anymore?"

Brian raised an eyebrow at Justin's smirk. "I do, Blondie." Justin's smirk disappeared and was replaced with a small smile. "I think I like Sunshine better." Brian grinned over at him. "I like Sunshine too." Justin guessed that Brian really liked making him blush. Fucking fucker. Fucking hot fucker.

Justin had ended up getting two slices of pizza, which were much larger than normal slices of pizza. One was probably the size of Justin's head so Brian had enjoyed calling him a pig throughout dinner. Especially when Justin had ended up eating both slices. Then Brian had enjoyed making fun of his "never ending pit", and he was, of course, referring to his stomach. Justin had poked back saying that Brian didn't nearly eat enough, although, Brian had gotten two slices of pizza too but that was beside the point. When dessert time had rolled around they had both declined and left the restaurant. It was a million, ok so maybe Brian was exaggerating, degrees colder than it had been when they had arrived at the restaurant and if Justin's shiver was any indication, Justin was cold.

Obviously.

So Brian did what any man would do: he wrapped an arm around the shorter man's shoulders and pulled him against his side as they headed back towards the jeep. Justin's arms had shyly; Brian noticed that everything Justin seemed to do when it came to physical activates between the two of them was done shyly, wrapped around Brian's body. "Warmer now?" Justin's head nodded against his chest. "Much. Thanks." Brian thinks he walks a tad slower to the jeep just so he doesn't have to release Justin as soon. He hopes Justin doesn't catch on. He's already out of character as it is, going on a date and all and actually liking someone. He doesn't need everyone to know that he didn't want to stop holding him either.

"I have great warming techniques."

Brian can just imagine Justin's cheeks turning pink. There, he had made an 'in-character' comment. At least he was back on track even if it was just slightly on the track and not all the way. "I'll bet. Maybe you can show me sometime." Brian grinned and stopped walking once they were next to his jeep. He turned them around so that he was leaning against the passenger side door and Justin's body was leaning against his. His fingers curled into the fabric of Justin's shirt, which was way too tight in his opinion…not that he minded, and made sure that Justin wouldn't leave. But, by the smile in Justin's eyes and the actual smile on Justin's face, Brian was sure that that thought hadn't even crossed Justin's mind, running.

"It'd be a pleasure to show you, Mr. Taylor. In fact, my busy schedule's all free for tonight and I've been looking for the perfect blond specimen to act…on."

Suddenly Justin's lips were pressed tightly against his and Brian took this as a good sign. Brian invited his tongue into Justin's parted lips for the second kiss that day. After the 'office episode' earlier today Brian wasn't sure how he had stayed away from the blond for the rest of the day until now. Justin had fucking beautiful lips. And Brian wasn't sure if Justin was aware of the fact that he was probably one of the best kissers that Brian had come across. Ever. And there were a lot of people that Brian had kissed. He had lost count years ago. Justin pulled back, breathing heavily and a smile on his face. Brian couldn't remember a time that he had ever, EVER made a person smile so much. He wasn't used to making people smile. And he didn't exactly dislike that fact that he seemed to be making Sunshine a happy person.

"Well, I don't have work tomorrow so…I don't have to turn in early…"

"Not that you ever turn in early anyway."

Brian still didn't understand how one could lose track of time like Justin did. The blond blushed, even more so than he already was, and shrugged his shoulders but didn't say a word. Hey, him staying late at work was fine with Brian. Brian stayed late whenever he was there anyway…maybe they could work together. In his office. At (on) his desk. Brian grinned and pulled Justin's lips against his once again, his cock getting harder as the seconds ticked by. And as Justin's own hardening cock moved against it. Brian pushed him away, opened the door for him again, and shut it. When he was in the driver's seat he started the jeep without wasting a second. He smiled over at Justin who looked, surprisingly, nervous all of the sudden. Brian didn't say a word and he definitely wasn't going to ask questions.

Not yet anyway.