Queer as Folk: Alternate Universe
Brian couldn't believe he was actually driving to the GLC center for therapy. He has never liked therapy or therapists. He's always hated them. But, he knew this was for Justin. You have to do it for Justin. It's what's best for Justin. Justin. Justin. He kept repeating the same thing over and over in his mind. It was just yesterday Justin had tried to kill himself. And after they came back from the diner, Brian told Justin about how he thought he should go to therapy. Of course, Justin didn't want to go and after arguing for about five minutes, they cooled down, then talked about it trying to be as calm as they could. Justin finally decided to go.
After they arrived, Brian went in with Justin. Before Justin went back with the therapists to the room, Brian hugged him and whispered in his ear, "I'll be here when you're done. Everything will get better." He didn't want to say 'everything will be okay' because he didn't know if it was ever gonna be okay but he knew everything was gonna get better. Hell, some of it already has.
"You promise?" Justin asked, while they still hugged.
"I promise. I have to go to work first, but I'll be here. Don't worry." After they stopped hugging, Brian wanted to desperately kiss him, but held back. After Justin went back, Brian left for work. He thought about Justin. He admitted -only to himself- he wanted a relationship with Justin. An actual relationship! He couldn't believe it. This kid has changed his life from that first moment he was worried something was going on in the alley next to the building. It was hard to believe, but it happened.
He left work an hour and a half later, and went pick up Justin. When he got there, he didn't see Justin so he sat down and waited. A couple minutes later, Justin came out with the therapist behind him. Brian stood up and noticed Justin had red, puffy eyes. It was obvious he had been crying. "Hey." Brian said as he hugged Justin.
"Hey." After they broke apart, Brian rubbed Justin's biceps. He hated thinking of Justin in pain. Emotional, physical, mental, any kind of pain.
"You okay?"
"Yeah,"
"Come on. I have to get back to work, but if you want, you can come with me. You could sketch."
"I don't have me sketch pad." Justin wanted to go with Brian. Spend time with him.
"That's okay. I picked it up on my way over here."
"Okay." After getting to Kinnetic, Brian sat at his desk, doing some work, while Justin sat on the couch sketching, with the sketch pad resting on his knees. When he sketched, he felt...free. It's like all his worries dissapear along with his fears. Brian looked over at Justin occasionally and could see that he was relaxed.
Brian knew he was working late tonight, so he offered to take Justin home early, but refused. He fell asleep on the couch, in Brian's office, by 8pm. He knew he was leaving till ten and not get back to the loft till 10:30pm. He didn't know if he should either, wake up Justin, carry him out to the car, or just let him sleep here and sleep with him. He decided it's be best to take Justin home. But should he wake him or carry him? He couldn't decided. He thought about it for awhile, but decided to wake Justin up. That way, he'd be tired enough to not wake up in the middle of the night. He went over to Justin, and kneeled next to him. "Justin. Justin wake up."
"Huh?"
"Come on Justin. Time to go home." Justin's eyes fluttered open. "Good morning sunshine." Justin smiled tiredly at Brian.
When Brian started the car, he asked Justin about his therapy session. He knew when Justin was tired, he'll answer anything truthfully. "Did you cry in therapy?" Brian asked.
"Yes," Justin answered, who had his eyes closed and had his head leaning against the window.
"Why?"
"Because of what we talked about."
"What did you talk about?"
"Why I tried to do what I did, how I feel about it, and the other feelings I have."
"What other feelings. What I told you after I almost jumped and how I felt about you."
"Me? How do you feel about me?"
"I think I love you." Brian was shocked. Did he hear right? The boy loves him?
"What did you say?"
"I think I love you." Brian couldn't help but smile. He tried not to, but it just seemed impossible at the moment. All though Brian couldn't say it back, what he did was grab Justin's hand. He was happy. And he couldn't believe what he was feeling for the boy. After his child hood and how he acted for so long, he couldn't believe what this boy did to him. Not necessarily in a bad way.
A/N: This was a hard chapter so be gently when reviewing. I'll try to get the next chapter up ASAP. BTW, later on in the fic, it will end up to be an mpreg. BUT, who will it be. Brian, Justin, Michael, Ben, even Hunter? Just watch. And, yes, I AM obsessed with mpreg. I admit it. Don't review/message/email/whatever me about it. Don't bother waisting your time. :)