YOU SHOULD HAVE NEVER LEFT
You Should Have Never Left
You Should Have Come After Me
Summary: Justin and Brian deal with everything as time progresses. The blond is not at a good place and Brian is willing to do anything to make it better.
AN:This standalon follows THIS IS GOING TO END IN TEARS. I want to thank my betas Helen and Sunny. Thanks guys. I hope you guys enjoy it.
Justin watched as Brian slept and smiled at that. He loved to watch the man sleeping. He rubbed the back of his neck and thought about everything that was going on. If he could live with it he would so totally kill Jason right now. Mmm, maybe I'll wait until the baby is born and then I'll wringed his neck. The blond didn't think he'd been so angry at anyone in all his life. And that was saying much because anger was something he was very familiar with.
The blond caressed Brian's back and the brunet moaned and slowly opened his eyes. He stared at his husband and then gave him a goofy smile before he turned on his back. He sighed and moved closer to Justin.
"How long have you been awake?" he asked and yawned.
"Not long," the blond lied.
"Right," Brian replied and looked at his man. "You should try to sleep, is late."
The blond looked at the alarm clock and then shrugged. "Is actually early," he said and grinned. He licked his lips and then moved to grab a cigarette. He grabbed one from Brian's pack but didn't light it up right away. He saw Brian moving from the corner of his eyes and then felt the man's arm over his shoulders before the man pulled him closer. It’s not right, Brian. He's giving you what I wanted to give you. I hate him! I fucking hate him!
"It doesn't matter what happens, Justin," Brian whispered. "I'm with you. You know that."
"You're so fucking corny, Brian," the blond told him and moved away to sit at the edge of the bed.
Brian smirked knowing that it didn’t matter what the blond said. He knew him and he knew that the blond needed to hear those words.
Justin lighted his cigarette. He started thinking about what he could do because he wasn't just going to let go of the fact that Jason was giving Brian a kid. It was eating him alive. He was going to end up killing the kid. He couldn't even get pregnant ever again so, what hope he had? He looked back at Brian and then back at the floor. He had wanted to be the one to give Brian a son or daughter and now someone else was doing that for the brunet.
He didn't move from that spot as he smoked. His mind was filling up with images of him and Brian having a kid, a kid that Brian could have. He knew that if he told the brunet that he would probably get bitch slapped before the brunet killed him for just even mentioning so, if he did it Brian couldn't know about it. He wondered if it was wrong from his part and thought how much of a convincing role he could play when they found out. He would act completely shock. Yeah right, he would know. He thought it was a violation of trust in Brian's part but then again he wanted it so badly. Should I try to do something like this?
"Justin," Brian said. "You're not planning on killing him, are you?"
The blond smirked and turned around. He got up and went over to the night table before he crashed the butt of the cigarette in the crystal green ashtray. Then he opened the drawer and took out the small wooden box where he and Brian kept weed.
"Goddamn it," Brian hissed. "Are you planning on killing him? For real?"
The blond chuckled. "Would you mind if I did?"
The brunet sighed and thought about his answer. He knew that Justin would go very far when he got something on his mind and there would be no stopping him no matter what. He knew Justin knew that his actions had consequences and most of the time he just didn't care about them. "Just as long as you don't get caught," he responded, somewhat sure that Justin wouldn't go as far as killing someone no matter who or why. Then again he thought that he would do anything for his husband, so it really shouldn't surprise him if Justin could do the same.
"Don't worry, if I do it, I'll wait until the baby is born," Justin said and when he looked back at Brian he had what looked like an evil smile.
"Gee thanks," Brian told him and grabbed the box away from Justin's hands. "I got two joints in here already rolled up. Come here."
Justin stared at the brunet for a few seconds before he got in the bed. Brian gave one to the blond and then put the box on top of the table as he watched his husband lighting the joint up. Justin kneeled on the bed and gave Brian a sexy smile that he knew would send Brian a message loud and clear of what he wanted.
The brunet smirked and threw the covers away to reveal that he was naked just like the blond. Justin's face was serious as he set out to touch the brunet. He let his hand rest on Brian's chest for a few seconds before it moved up to Brian's neck. He bent down and kissed the brunet and in the process he blew smoke into the younger man's mouth. Brian sucked it all and after a few seconds he let it out before he started coughing. Justin smiled and grabbed Brian's cock, which was already hard.
"I could always do this to you," Justin whispered as his hand played with the man's penis. He took a hit from the joint and held it inside for as long as he could.
"Pass it on," Brian whispered.
"Shut up," Justin told him and straddled Brian's legs. "Mmm, do you want me to suck you baby," the blond asked.
Brian closed his eyes and threw his head back. It always drove him crazy to hear Justin call him baby. It wasn't something that the blond ever did in public. But when they were alone sometimes Justin would call him that and it sounded so sweet to his ears, like Justin practiced the word everyday so it would be perfect when he said it.
Suddenly Justin moved up and started sucking on Brian's earlobe. "My baby," he whispered because he always knew that Brian loved when he used that particular word.
"Justin," the brunet protested, but then again, not really.
"Here," Justin said and gave Brian the blunt before he moved down to suck the brunet.
Brian sighed and closed his eyes as he felt Justin's lips on his cock. He moaned and smiled as he felt the blond's tongue teasing him. He opened his eyes slowly and looked down at his man. With his free hand he reached down to touch the blond's face. He took a hit of the weed and tried to focus on what Justin was doing to him but he was thinking on how he had messed things up. If he had never let Jason into his life he wouldn't be having a baby with the man and definitely he wouldn't be hurting Justin. No matter what the blond said he knew that Justin wasn't happy with what was going on.
"Fuck," Brian hissed as his head moved back and his hips pulled away from his husband after the man had bitten him on the left side of his hip.
"Yeah," Justin said and licked his lips. "Pay attention to me. Stop thinking about whatever the fuck is you're thinking."
Brian closed his eyes and did what the blond told him. Justin smiled and grabbed Brian's cock with his hand and licked the head slowly before he started sucking it and making Brian vibrate all over. He licked the man's penis from head to base knowing how much Brian liked that. Then he deep throated the man humming each time, the head of the brunet's cock hit the back of his throat.
The brunet wanted to hold on but he knew it was useless when it came to the blond. Justin knew how to turn him into a pile of mush. His mouth opened and a low growled came out as he started to cum in Justin's mouth. The blond didn't let go of his cock until he had spilled the last drop.
"Stop," Brian said when his body was overwhelmed by the tickling sensation.
Justin pulled away and then started kissing his way up. He grabbed the weed from Brian and reached for the lighter.
"My turn," Brian said pushing Justin back on the bed.
The blond let Brian kiss him on the chest and nibbled at his hips. Then Brian started licking Justin's cock. The blond took a few hits of the weed before he put it away. He sat up and pulled Brian away from him.
"You don't want this?" Brian asked.
The blond smiled and pulled the brunet on top of him. "I'm going to fuck you so hard."
Brian smiled at that and kissed Justin. They rolled in the bed so that Justin was on top.
"Turn around," Justin told him with a husky voice. As Brian did that, the blond reached for the lube, which was on the other night table next to the alarm clock, right where they had left it last.
Brian felt Justin's hands grabbing his ass. He licked his lips and closed his eyes waiting for what was to come. He smiled when he felt Justin's slick fingers pushing inside of him. He opened his legs more to give Justin more room.
"So easy," the blond whispered with a grin.
"Fuck you," Brian told him and gasped when Justin pushed another finger inside of him.
"What was that?" Justin asked as he scissor his fingers inside the brunet.
Brian grunted something that the blond didn't understand. Justin pulled his fingers out slowly and then pulled the brunet's hips. Brian got the message and got on his knees. He felt Justin's cock brushing against him and he waited to see what was going to happen. When he felt the tip of Justin's cock at his entrance he closed his eyes knowing what was going on.
"Relax," Justin said caressing Brian's hips.
"Justin," Brian said a bit sternly.
"If you deny me right now," Justin said. "I'll fucking kill you."
The brunet closed his eyes yet again and sighed. He opened them and then turned around. "I know why you need this, but do you really want it to be like this."
"Do you?" Justin asked. "Do you really know?"
The taller man swallowed as he heard Justin. He moved to kneel in front of the blond and caressed Justin's face. He gave the man a kiss on the neck and felt how warm Justin's skin was. He smiled and moved his head up to kiss Justin's lips.
"I'll give you anything you want," Brian told him.
"Turn around," the man whispered.
"I love you," Brian told him.
Justin groaned and buried his head on Brian's neck. "God, Brian. Hate me tonight."
"I'll never hate you," Brian told him. "No matter how bad you are sometimes I will always be in love with you," then he turned around on his belly wondering what he was thinking letting the blond fuck him raw.
The older man kissed the brunet on the neck and then he reached for a condom. I'm not that bad.
***
About a month and a half later Brian and Justin were having dinner at Lindsay and Mel’s house. At that moment Justin was outside having a cigarette. He just didn’t want to be there listening to Jason babbling.
Lindsay got up from the sofa and went to the kitchen where she started cleaning a bit. It wasn't really that bad, a few things out of place and maybe two or three dishes. But at that point she would clean the whole place just as long as she didn't have to sit in the living room where Jason was talking non-stop about the baby. She was going to strangle the man.
"Hey, are you okay?" Melanie asked her.
"Yeah," Lindsay said. "He…I don't know. He's just…"
"Obnoxious?" Melanie asked.
Lindsay looked at her wife and chuckled. "What happened to him? He used to be more…nice?"
Melanie shrugged and hoped onto the counter. "Maybe he was pretending to be nice."
"Yeah," Lindsay whispered.
"Or maybe is the fact that Justin is back and he's with Brian now," Melanie said. “And Jason thinks that if he talks about the baby that he’s having with Brian he’ll win him back.”
“Yeah,” Lindsay whispered.
“That’s what happens when you rush things,” Melanie told her wife. “You do that a lot.”
"What does that have to do with anything?" Lindsay asked crossing her arms.
"Well, I know you Lindsay," Melanie said with a grin. "You and Michael have always wanted Brian to be happy. For some reason you guys think it's your responsibility. So when Justin left and Jason came into the picture you were ready to make Brian be with him."
Lindsay frowned. "Well, I thought…I don't know what I thought."
Melanie arched a brow and just stared at the blonde.
"I just wanted Brian to be happy, you're right about that," Lindsay admitted. "And I wanted to make Jason feel welcome and that's why I would invite them over. But I never thought that Brian would fucking go crazy and ask the kid to marry him. I mean, he was with Justin for almost a lifetime and he never did."
Melanie nodded slowly and then hopped down from the kitchen counter. "It's not your fault."
The blonde woman sighed. "I know it's not. I just…I wish this wasn't happening. I know Brian…and he's not happy with what's going on. And Justin…I don't know what Justin is thinking but it can't be good."
"I bet," Melanie replied. "You stay here for a bit more and I will go out there and ask if anyone wants anything."
Lindsay nodded with a smile. She crossed her arms and pouted once Melanie was out of the kitchen.
"I'm not thinking anything about it," Justin said.
Lindsay jumped and then looked at the blond. "How long have you been standing there?"
"I was outside smoking," Justin told her and closed the screen door in the kitchen that led to the backyard.
"Oh," she replied. "Do you want anything to drink?"
"Do you still have beer?" the man asked. You never change do you Lindsay. Always trying to be so good to everyone.
"There are a few left," she said and opened the fridge to take one out. When she handed him the bottle Justin was staring towards the living room. She sighed and grabbed him by the chin. “Are you okay?”
"Thank you," Justin told her as he lifted the beer. “And I’m perfectly fine,” he told her pulling away from her.
"So you really don't care that he's having Brian's kid," she said softly and watched his expression.
Justin turned to look at her. Oh god, she's doing that thing where she's trying to read my expression. Fucking great. "What does it matter?"
"It does bother you," Lindsay said and smirked.
The blond man sighed. Jesus, she always knows what I'm thinking. How can she? Justin frowned and tried to get away but she stopped him. “I’m trying so hard,” he whispered.
Lindsay’s heart skipped a bit. She was so sad at that momento and really didn’t know what to say to the blond. She knew that Justin always tried to pretend to be a tough guy that had no feelings but she knew better. She knew that he was really a great guy that cared too much just like Brian. That’s why she and Melanie had decided to ask them to be the fathers of their children.
“The other days he was in the loft and pretty much threw a tantrum that I wasn’t to be present for any of his appointments,” Justin said. “I bet that once the baby is born he doesn’t want me to even let me see it. I don’t even know how that’s going to work seeing how I live with Brian.”
Lindsay sighed. “He’s going to get over it. Did Brian and him talk about the other thing?”
Justin arched a brow before he took a sip of his beer.
“Them being together,” Lindsay whispered.
“Yeah,” Justin said. “Brian told me that Jason pleaded with him to get back together. He even used the child as an excuse saying that the baby needed their parents to be together.”
“Jesus,” Lindsay said feeling a bit bad about the whole thing. Everyone was hurting, Brian, Justin as well as Jason.
“He’s fucking nuts, Linds,” Justin said. “I swear he is.”
“He wasn’t like that,” Lindsay assured him. “He was an okay guy. I guess it might be the hormones.”
“Right,” Justin commented.
Lindsay came closer to him and put her hand on his arm. "It doesn't matter what happens," she told him. "Brian will always love you no matter what."
I know that, but that little shit is always going to be in our lives and I hate it so much. It's just…a reminder of what I can't give Brian. "I know," he said and then took a sip of his beer before he left her in the kitchen and walked to the living room.
"So, tomorrow I have another appointment," Jason said with a big smile. "You're going to be there, right Brian?"
Brian looked at Jason. "I can't."
"You didn't even ask at what time it was," Jason pointed out.
"Seeing how he's getting on a plane tonight and not coming for a week, I think it's pretty safe to say that it wouldn't matter," Justin said as he sat down to the brunet.
"I wasn't talking to you," Jason told the blond.
"You don't have to be a rude little shit," Michael said at the man.
What a prick. Justin only shook his head and drank from his beer.
"Don't get into it," Debbie said to her son.
"I need someone to go with me," Jason complained. "It's really important."
"I'll go with you," Emmett offered.
"It's not your problem," Jason said.
"Justin can go with you," Brian said.
What the fuck is he talking about? I'm going to kill him. Justin stared at the brunet like he was nuts. He gripped the neck of his beer hard and tried not to say anything bad to his husband.
"No way," Jason protested. "It's not his problem."
"No, it's mine," Brian told him. "And seeing how Justin is my husband he wouldn't mind helping you out."
Jason stared daggers at Justin who now was smirking. "I'll call my mother. She can go with me."
"Then it's settled," Justin said standing up. "Brian, can we go."
"Sure," Brian said.
After that everyone else started claiming that they needed to go as well. First, Michael and Ben and then it were Ted and Emmett. Lindsay came to the living room and started thanking everyone for coming. Vic and Debbie got a ride with Ted so Jason was leaving with them even thought he tried to make Brian take him to Deb's house.
"He's an asshole," Justin said as Brian drove. God, if only a hole in the ground would open up and swallow him. "And you're an idiot for ever liking him or thinking that he looked anything like me."
"What are you talking about?" Brian asked with a frown. "I never thought he looked like you."
"Yeah right," Justin said and shook his head as he looked out the window.
Brian frowned, not liking that Justin thought that, but he wasn't going to start a stupid argument with the blond about it. "Hey, are you sure you don't want to come with me to New York."
The blond licked his lips. He wants me to go with him. Mmm, this could be good for us. To get away for a while and not having to deal with stupid Jason. "Okay, I'll pack a few things."
Brian smiled and put his hand on Justin's thigh. Justin looked at Brian's hand and then at the man before he smiled. He then closed his eyes and relaxed on the seat. He really had nothing to worry about. Brian was his and he wasn't going to let the man out of his life ever again.
***
Brian came into the suite and called for the blond. He looked around but Justin was nowhere to be found so he called him on his cell phone.
"Hey," Justin said. "Are you almost done for the day?"
"I'm already here," the brunet told him as he undid his tie.
"I am on my way then," Justin said.
"What were you doing, wasting your time in some super tedious museum?" the brunet asked and smirked.
"It's not a waste of time," Justin told him. "I was at the Metropolitan," the blond told him. "And there was more than art to look at."
"Anyone hot?" Brian asked smirking.
Justin laughed at that. "Plenty of guys."
"Did you fuck anyone?" Brian asked him.
"No," Justin said.
"Really," Brian said as he sat down on the leather sofa. "Why not?"
"I've already fuck someone at the museum once," Justin pointed out. "What's the point? It’s all the same."
Brian smirked as he shook his head a bit.
"Um, so I'll be there soon," Justin said.
"Okay,” the younger man replied before they said their goodbyes.
When Justin arrived Brian was coming out of the shower. They decided to change and go out. They ended up going to an Italian restaurant for dinner before they went to see the club scene. The first club they went to wasn't really doing it for them so they left and found another one that both of them had been to before. They had a good time dancing and drinking. They visited the backroom at least twice before they called it a night.
When they got their room they were all over each other. The first time they fucked Justin was the one in charge and he grabbed the lube and a condom even when he wanted to fuck the brunet raw. He still kept thinking about having a baby with Brian but he knew he couldn’t goa head and decide for the both of them.
Brian was going crazy with Justin’s touches. He had kissed him all over his neck and back and his buttocks. Then he had jerked him off almost bringing him towards the end but stopping at the last minute. He loved how Justin made love to him. Then Justin pushed him on his belly and started to open him up.
"I love you," Justin whispered from behind the brunet as he putt he condom on.
He closed his eyes and slowly pushed all the way inside. Then he waited for the brunet to adjust. Oh my god. He feels so good. God, I love him so much. What if I do get him pregnant? Will he hate me? Oh god! Stop it, it’s not going to happen.
"Jus," Brian said pushing back into his husband.
Justin started moving slowly. His hands were gripping Brian's hips as he moved. His mind was elsewhere.
"Justin," Brian hissed. "Are you okay?"
The blond started to accelerate his pace. He bent down and kissed Brian's neck. "You're so good."
"Oh god, right there," Brian hissed as he gripped the sheets under him. "Right there."
"I know," the older man whispered and one hand reached to the front of Brian's body so he could jerk him off while he fucked him. If we have talked about it he would have said no. Right? Oh, I don't know anymore. I don't know! The blond pushed all thoughts away and concentrated in giving pleasure to his man. He kissed the brunet everywhere he could and teased him a few times.
Soon enough both of them were shouting in pleasure as they erupted. Brian plopped down in the bed with the older man on top of him. Justin moved then, slowly pulled out of the brunet while holding on to the condom. He pulled it out and threw it into the trash can. Then he lay next to his husband with a big smile.
Brian smirked and kissed Justin on the neck. “You’re not bad for an old man.”
Justin was about to talk when Brian’s phone rang. The brunet sighed and reached for it. Justin bit his lower lip because as soon as Brian answered the brunet had sported a frown.
“Is he okay?” Brian asked.
“Who?” Justin asked.
Brian looked at Justin and mouthed Jason. Then he got up and started reaching for his things. He closed the pone and threw it on the bed. “We got to go back. Jason is in the hospital and he says it’s really bad. He called Michael that just called me.”
Justin sighed and got up.
“I’m sorry,” Brian said knowing that their weekend was ruined.
“Whatever,” Justin said getting up and going to the bathroom.
Brian sighed and as quick as he could he started to get his things ready to leave. Then when Justin came out of the bathroom he went and used it. When he got out Justin was finishing putting his things into his carry on as well. The blond was talking with someone on the phone. The brunet smiled when he saw that Justin had put some clean clothes out for him.
“We have forty five minutes to get to the airport,” Justin said.
“Okay,” Brian said and didn’t make a big deal out of the fact that Justin, who was probably irritated about the whole thing, got his thing ready to leave with him and even got them a flight home. He knew that his husband was always there for him no matter what.
***
"So how was New York?" Michael asked.
"Fucking great," Justin assured the man.
Michael smiled at that.
"We missed you," Ben said.
"We were only gone a week," Brian pointed out as he grabbed his cup of coffee.
"Because it was hell without you," Michael told them. "Jason wouldn't shut up about it."
Justin smirked at that. Good.
"Ben even lied about having work just so he wouldn't have to go over to Ma's," Michael said.
Brian looked at Ben and smirked. "Nice."
"I can't wait for him to stop being pregnant," Michael said. "All he does is talk about how he's having your baby and one of these days I'll fucking kill him."
"I'll help you," Justin said.
"Easy there tiger," Brian said smirking.
“So what happened at the hospital?” Ben asked.
Brian sighed.
Justin frowned. “He was discharged by the time we got there. He had nothing wrong with him. The doctor told us that he went to emergency because he said he was in terrible pain. But there was nothing wrong with him. They did all kinds of test on him and nothing.”
“He might have done it to get your attention,” Michael said.
“Hey,” Ben said. “Maybe he was really in pain.”
“He looked fine to me,” Justin said.
Brian licked his lips. “He made a show at how I wasn’t there for him because I was wasting my time away with Justin.”
“Nice,” Michael said.
"Can we talk about something else?" Justin asked. I’m tired of talking about Jason. All he wants is to get back with Brian. I know that’s what he wants and he’s doing everything possible to do so.
“Is the studio finished?” Ben asked Justin.
“Almost,” Justin told them. “I threw in five more grand and they worked faster," he said and shrugged. "All they have to do is come and paint and that's pretty much it. They have to fix the floor in the kitchen but that's it. I just couldn't wait to start painting you know."
Brian smiled as he looked at his husband. "You should buy Cynthia something for finding you the place."
The blond smirked. "I already did. I'll call you later,” he said taking his ice tea and drinking from it.
“Are you going to Ma’s for dinner tomorrow?” Michael asked.
Brian and Justin looked at each other while Ben smirked.
“Yeah sure,” Brian said. “Why not?”
Justin sighed. “Whatever,” he replied as he got up. “I need to go and try to see if I can find a car that I like. I’m tired of having to move by taxi and tomorrow I have a shit load of things to pick up.”
“You can take my Jeep,” Brian told him.
Justin shrugged.
“I have the day off tomorrow,” Ben said. “I can help you and we can catch up.”
“I’ll call you then,” Justin said before he bent down to kiss Brian and then left.
The blond walked a few blocks down the street and then stopped at the light waiting for it to change so he could cross. He looked to the side and saw Jason inside one of the stores. He frowned and moved closer to the window. He saw the blond picking baby things and his heart dropped. His eyes watered and he quickly moved away.
He pulled out a cigarette and started smoking like his life depended on it. He couldn’t think about anything except the fact that Jason and Brian were having a baby. Why can’t it be me? Why does it have to be him? I should have come back a long time ago. I thought Brian would have found. How stupid could I have been? It’s just so not fair. It’s not. It’s not fucking fair at all! When he was done smoking he threw the butt in the street and kept on walking. His face toughened up and he pretended like he was just fine.
***
Justin got out of the car with Ben. They had gone and picked up the thing Justin needed as well and some other things. Then they had gone and catch a movie before driving to Justin’s studio to drop everything. Then Michael called them to tell them that they were waiting for them at the house.
"Do you think we're late?" Justin asked.
Ben looked at his watch and shook his head. When they went inside they found Emmett, Ted, Vic, Michael, Jason and Debbie at the table about to eat.
"You guys made it just in time," Debbie said smiling.
"I thought it was someone else," Jason said glaring at Justin. "But no one important I see."
"Jason," Debbie said as she stood up. "Help me get some plates."
"I'm pregnant," the boy protested.
"I'll do it," Michael said standing up.
"Where are the girls at?" Justin asked as he sat down.
"Couldn't make it," Debbie informed them.
"Smells really good," Ben said and then kissed Michael on the cheek.
"Where is Brian at?" Jason asked. “He should be here.”
"He's at home," Justin said smiling. "He has a lot of work to do and really didn't feel like going out so I'm not surprised that he's not here."
Jason stared daggers at the blond like it was Justin's fault that Brian wasn't there. After that dinner wasn’t as nice as it used to be before. Apparently the fact that Brian wasn’t there had put Jason in a bad mood. Everyone was tired of it but they didn’t say anything. To make things worse a few minutes after Justin and Ben arrived, Jason’s mom got there as well.
"I'm going outside," Justin said when he was done eating. I need a cigarette. God, how does Debbie put up with that fucking asshole? Someone should just fucking stab him with the butter knife.
Justin thought the younger blond was crazy because Jason talked about himself, the baby and Brian and he always made it sound like he and Brian were together. The kid was definitely living in an imaginary world.
"Hey," Michael said coming to the backyard. Ben was with him.
"Hey," Justin said.
Ben sat down on the steps. They were there to tell Justin not to pay attention to Jason but before they could say anything the door opened and Jason came out with his hands on his hips looking like he was very pissed.
"Oh Jesus," Justin said to himself. What now? This kid has fucking problems.
"I called Brian at the loft and he didn't answer and I called his cell phone too," Jason said.
"And?" Justin asked.
"Well, you said he was working at the loft and it's not true," Jason pointed out. "He would have answered the phone."
"Well both phones have caller I.D.," Justin pointed out and smirked.
Ben smiled at that too. Michael just shook his head and wondered if Jason and Justin were going to have a fight right then and there.
"What is that supposed to mean?" Jason asked.
"That maybe he didn't want to talk to you," Justin told him. Who wants to talk to you?
Jason grinned at that. "Yeah right. You think I'm stupid or something. I know you don't want Brian to talk to me because he still has feelings for me and what not."
"Is he serious?" Michael asked.
"I know that it must hurt you," Jason said.
"Whatever," Justin said and tried to ignored him, but Jason had other plans.
"It must be killing you that I'm having his kid," Jason said.
Michael shook his head. Ben arched his brows and wondered why Justin was smiling at the whole thing. He was truly smiling.
“Just go back inside,” Michael said.
Justin stood up and walked away from then deeper into the backyard. Ben sighed and followed the blond knowing that those words must have hit too close to home.
"Why don't you go inside and help Debbie," Michael said. "You shouldn't be out here anyway."
Jason frowned as he looked at Ben. "I am pregnant and I shouldn't be doing anything."
"God," Michael muttered. “Just go the fuck inside.”
Jason huffed and went back inside. Michael looked towards Justin who had pulled out a joint to smoke it. He sighed and called Brian. The man picked up by the second ring.
“Hey Mikey,” Brian said.
“Hey,” Michael said. “Look, Justin might be in a bad mood when he gets back.”
“What the fuck happened?” Brian asked.
Michael explained everything to the brunet little by little from how the dinner had went to what Jason had said to the blond. Brian told his best friend that he would be there. When the brunet got there Justin was in the backyard still while Ben talked to him about different things.
“Hey,” Brian said smiling.
Justin looked up and frowned before he looked away again. Ben got up and left them alone. Brian sat next to his husband.
“Do you want to go home?” Brian asked.
“Not particularly,” Justin said. “I was thinking more about going out and have some fun.”
Brian smirked and nodded. “That’s sounds like fun.”
Justin smiled a bit.
“Brian,” Jason yelled. “You’re here. Can you come in so we can talk about the baby?”
“Is there anything new from yesterday?” Brian asked.
“Uh,” Jason said. “Well, I thought you would like to see the pictures.”
“You already showed them to me,” Brian pointed out. “Plus we’re leaving.”
“You just got here,” Jason pointed out.
“And now I’m leaving,” Brian said standing up.
Jason glared at Justin when the blond stood up too. Sarah came out to get her son and to talk to Brian.
“Brian, we need to talk,” Sarah said.
“Jesus,” Brian whispered to himself. “What about?”
“In private,” she said.
“I have nothing to hide from Justin,” Brian said.
Sarah sighed and crossed her arms. “Well, I’m thinking that Jason needs his own place to live for when the baby comes. I was thinking that you could help us get him an apartment.”
“Hold up a minute,” Justin said. “He doesn’t have to get him an apartment. All he’s responsible for is the baby and he or she is not even born yet.”
“This is none of your fucking business,” Jason screamed.
“Look you little shit,” Justin said as he stood in front of the younger blond. “I told you in the beginning. Brian was never yours. You’re not going to get him back so stop all this bullshit. Brian has been great about everything. He’s been there for you all this time and he will be there for the baby. So stop all this bullshit about trying to get Brian back. We can see through it.”
Jason started crying. “You’re an asshole.”
“I know,” Justin said.
Jason turned around and left.
“You don’t talk like that to my son,” Sarah complained.
“Lady fuck off,” Justin said before he went back into the house.
Sarah looked at Brian. “What are you going to do about this?”
“He said it all,” Brian told him. “I’m not going back with him so stop giving him ideas on how he can get me back.”
Sarah turned red.
“You think that if I get him an apartment next thing I’ll do is move in with him?” Brian asked. “Wrong,” he said and walked back into the house.
Everyone inside was asking what was going on but he ignored them and walked out of the house. Justin was already on the Jeep.
“Want to go out and get drunk until you can’t remember your own name?” Brian asked smirked.
“I thought you had to work,” Justin said.
Brian shrugged. “I had a lot done.”
Justin shrugged.
“Hey,” Brian said and moved forward. “I want to be with you no matter what.”
“You’re such a romantic, Brian,” Justin said sarcastically.
The brunet rolled his eyes. “You got to tone it down with Jason. He might kill you and blame it on hormones.”
“This would have never happened if you hadn’t gone out with him,” Justin pointed out.
“You should have never left,” the brunet told him.
Justin got serious and looked at the brunet. “You should have gone after me.”
“Okay then,” Brian said.
Justin took a deep breath. “You can be an asshole sometimes.”
“So can you,” Brian replied.
The older man smirked. “That’s what they tell me.” I’m not backing off. I made my mistakes just like you did, Brian. But I’m not going to let that twerp try to push himself into our lives. I know he wants you back and that’s not going to happen. If he pushes me, I’ll just fucking push back.
You Should Have Come After Me
Summary: Justin and Brian deal with everything as time progresses. The blond is not at a good place and Brian is willing to do anything to make it better.
AN:This standalon follows THIS IS GOING TO END IN TEARS. I want to thank my betas Helen and Sunny. Thanks guys. I hope you guys enjoy it.
Justin watched as Brian slept and smiled at that. He loved to watch the man sleeping. He rubbed the back of his neck and thought about everything that was going on. If he could live with it he would so totally kill Jason right now. Mmm, maybe I'll wait until the baby is born and then I'll wringed his neck. The blond didn't think he'd been so angry at anyone in all his life. And that was saying much because anger was something he was very familiar with.
The blond caressed Brian's back and the brunet moaned and slowly opened his eyes. He stared at his husband and then gave him a goofy smile before he turned on his back. He sighed and moved closer to Justin.
"How long have you been awake?" he asked and yawned.
"Not long," the blond lied.
"Right," Brian replied and looked at his man. "You should try to sleep, is late."
The blond looked at the alarm clock and then shrugged. "Is actually early," he said and grinned. He licked his lips and then moved to grab a cigarette. He grabbed one from Brian's pack but didn't light it up right away. He saw Brian moving from the corner of his eyes and then felt the man's arm over his shoulders before the man pulled him closer. It’s not right, Brian. He's giving you what I wanted to give you. I hate him! I fucking hate him!
"It doesn't matter what happens, Justin," Brian whispered. "I'm with you. You know that."
"You're so fucking corny, Brian," the blond told him and moved away to sit at the edge of the bed.
Brian smirked knowing that it didn’t matter what the blond said. He knew him and he knew that the blond needed to hear those words.
Justin lighted his cigarette. He started thinking about what he could do because he wasn't just going to let go of the fact that Jason was giving Brian a kid. It was eating him alive. He was going to end up killing the kid. He couldn't even get pregnant ever again so, what hope he had? He looked back at Brian and then back at the floor. He had wanted to be the one to give Brian a son or daughter and now someone else was doing that for the brunet.
He didn't move from that spot as he smoked. His mind was filling up with images of him and Brian having a kid, a kid that Brian could have. He knew that if he told the brunet that he would probably get bitch slapped before the brunet killed him for just even mentioning so, if he did it Brian couldn't know about it. He wondered if it was wrong from his part and thought how much of a convincing role he could play when they found out. He would act completely shock. Yeah right, he would know. He thought it was a violation of trust in Brian's part but then again he wanted it so badly. Should I try to do something like this?
"Justin," Brian said. "You're not planning on killing him, are you?"
The blond smirked and turned around. He got up and went over to the night table before he crashed the butt of the cigarette in the crystal green ashtray. Then he opened the drawer and took out the small wooden box where he and Brian kept weed.
"Goddamn it," Brian hissed. "Are you planning on killing him? For real?"
The blond chuckled. "Would you mind if I did?"
The brunet sighed and thought about his answer. He knew that Justin would go very far when he got something on his mind and there would be no stopping him no matter what. He knew Justin knew that his actions had consequences and most of the time he just didn't care about them. "Just as long as you don't get caught," he responded, somewhat sure that Justin wouldn't go as far as killing someone no matter who or why. Then again he thought that he would do anything for his husband, so it really shouldn't surprise him if Justin could do the same.
"Don't worry, if I do it, I'll wait until the baby is born," Justin said and when he looked back at Brian he had what looked like an evil smile.
"Gee thanks," Brian told him and grabbed the box away from Justin's hands. "I got two joints in here already rolled up. Come here."
Justin stared at the brunet for a few seconds before he got in the bed. Brian gave one to the blond and then put the box on top of the table as he watched his husband lighting the joint up. Justin kneeled on the bed and gave Brian a sexy smile that he knew would send Brian a message loud and clear of what he wanted.
The brunet smirked and threw the covers away to reveal that he was naked just like the blond. Justin's face was serious as he set out to touch the brunet. He let his hand rest on Brian's chest for a few seconds before it moved up to Brian's neck. He bent down and kissed the brunet and in the process he blew smoke into the younger man's mouth. Brian sucked it all and after a few seconds he let it out before he started coughing. Justin smiled and grabbed Brian's cock, which was already hard.
"I could always do this to you," Justin whispered as his hand played with the man's penis. He took a hit from the joint and held it inside for as long as he could.
"Pass it on," Brian whispered.
"Shut up," Justin told him and straddled Brian's legs. "Mmm, do you want me to suck you baby," the blond asked.
Brian closed his eyes and threw his head back. It always drove him crazy to hear Justin call him baby. It wasn't something that the blond ever did in public. But when they were alone sometimes Justin would call him that and it sounded so sweet to his ears, like Justin practiced the word everyday so it would be perfect when he said it.
Suddenly Justin moved up and started sucking on Brian's earlobe. "My baby," he whispered because he always knew that Brian loved when he used that particular word.
"Justin," the brunet protested, but then again, not really.
"Here," Justin said and gave Brian the blunt before he moved down to suck the brunet.
Brian sighed and closed his eyes as he felt Justin's lips on his cock. He moaned and smiled as he felt the blond's tongue teasing him. He opened his eyes slowly and looked down at his man. With his free hand he reached down to touch the blond's face. He took a hit of the weed and tried to focus on what Justin was doing to him but he was thinking on how he had messed things up. If he had never let Jason into his life he wouldn't be having a baby with the man and definitely he wouldn't be hurting Justin. No matter what the blond said he knew that Justin wasn't happy with what was going on.
"Fuck," Brian hissed as his head moved back and his hips pulled away from his husband after the man had bitten him on the left side of his hip.
"Yeah," Justin said and licked his lips. "Pay attention to me. Stop thinking about whatever the fuck is you're thinking."
Brian closed his eyes and did what the blond told him. Justin smiled and grabbed Brian's cock with his hand and licked the head slowly before he started sucking it and making Brian vibrate all over. He licked the man's penis from head to base knowing how much Brian liked that. Then he deep throated the man humming each time, the head of the brunet's cock hit the back of his throat.
The brunet wanted to hold on but he knew it was useless when it came to the blond. Justin knew how to turn him into a pile of mush. His mouth opened and a low growled came out as he started to cum in Justin's mouth. The blond didn't let go of his cock until he had spilled the last drop.
"Stop," Brian said when his body was overwhelmed by the tickling sensation.
Justin pulled away and then started kissing his way up. He grabbed the weed from Brian and reached for the lighter.
"My turn," Brian said pushing Justin back on the bed.
The blond let Brian kiss him on the chest and nibbled at his hips. Then Brian started licking Justin's cock. The blond took a few hits of the weed before he put it away. He sat up and pulled Brian away from him.
"You don't want this?" Brian asked.
The blond smiled and pulled the brunet on top of him. "I'm going to fuck you so hard."
Brian smiled at that and kissed Justin. They rolled in the bed so that Justin was on top.
"Turn around," Justin told him with a husky voice. As Brian did that, the blond reached for the lube, which was on the other night table next to the alarm clock, right where they had left it last.
Brian felt Justin's hands grabbing his ass. He licked his lips and closed his eyes waiting for what was to come. He smiled when he felt Justin's slick fingers pushing inside of him. He opened his legs more to give Justin more room.
"So easy," the blond whispered with a grin.
"Fuck you," Brian told him and gasped when Justin pushed another finger inside of him.
"What was that?" Justin asked as he scissor his fingers inside the brunet.
Brian grunted something that the blond didn't understand. Justin pulled his fingers out slowly and then pulled the brunet's hips. Brian got the message and got on his knees. He felt Justin's cock brushing against him and he waited to see what was going to happen. When he felt the tip of Justin's cock at his entrance he closed his eyes knowing what was going on.
"Relax," Justin said caressing Brian's hips.
"Justin," Brian said a bit sternly.
"If you deny me right now," Justin said. "I'll fucking kill you."
The brunet closed his eyes yet again and sighed. He opened them and then turned around. "I know why you need this, but do you really want it to be like this."
"Do you?" Justin asked. "Do you really know?"
The taller man swallowed as he heard Justin. He moved to kneel in front of the blond and caressed Justin's face. He gave the man a kiss on the neck and felt how warm Justin's skin was. He smiled and moved his head up to kiss Justin's lips.
"I'll give you anything you want," Brian told him.
"Turn around," the man whispered.
"I love you," Brian told him.
Justin groaned and buried his head on Brian's neck. "God, Brian. Hate me tonight."
"I'll never hate you," Brian told him. "No matter how bad you are sometimes I will always be in love with you," then he turned around on his belly wondering what he was thinking letting the blond fuck him raw.
The older man kissed the brunet on the neck and then he reached for a condom. I'm not that bad.
***
About a month and a half later Brian and Justin were having dinner at Lindsay and Mel’s house. At that moment Justin was outside having a cigarette. He just didn’t want to be there listening to Jason babbling.
Lindsay got up from the sofa and went to the kitchen where she started cleaning a bit. It wasn't really that bad, a few things out of place and maybe two or three dishes. But at that point she would clean the whole place just as long as she didn't have to sit in the living room where Jason was talking non-stop about the baby. She was going to strangle the man.
"Hey, are you okay?" Melanie asked her.
"Yeah," Lindsay said. "He…I don't know. He's just…"
"Obnoxious?" Melanie asked.
Lindsay looked at her wife and chuckled. "What happened to him? He used to be more…nice?"
Melanie shrugged and hoped onto the counter. "Maybe he was pretending to be nice."
"Yeah," Lindsay whispered.
"Or maybe is the fact that Justin is back and he's with Brian now," Melanie said. “And Jason thinks that if he talks about the baby that he’s having with Brian he’ll win him back.”
“Yeah,” Lindsay whispered.
“That’s what happens when you rush things,” Melanie told her wife. “You do that a lot.”
"What does that have to do with anything?" Lindsay asked crossing her arms.
"Well, I know you Lindsay," Melanie said with a grin. "You and Michael have always wanted Brian to be happy. For some reason you guys think it's your responsibility. So when Justin left and Jason came into the picture you were ready to make Brian be with him."
Lindsay frowned. "Well, I thought…I don't know what I thought."
Melanie arched a brow and just stared at the blonde.
"I just wanted Brian to be happy, you're right about that," Lindsay admitted. "And I wanted to make Jason feel welcome and that's why I would invite them over. But I never thought that Brian would fucking go crazy and ask the kid to marry him. I mean, he was with Justin for almost a lifetime and he never did."
Melanie nodded slowly and then hopped down from the kitchen counter. "It's not your fault."
The blonde woman sighed. "I know it's not. I just…I wish this wasn't happening. I know Brian…and he's not happy with what's going on. And Justin…I don't know what Justin is thinking but it can't be good."
"I bet," Melanie replied. "You stay here for a bit more and I will go out there and ask if anyone wants anything."
Lindsay nodded with a smile. She crossed her arms and pouted once Melanie was out of the kitchen.
"I'm not thinking anything about it," Justin said.
Lindsay jumped and then looked at the blond. "How long have you been standing there?"
"I was outside smoking," Justin told her and closed the screen door in the kitchen that led to the backyard.
"Oh," she replied. "Do you want anything to drink?"
"Do you still have beer?" the man asked. You never change do you Lindsay. Always trying to be so good to everyone.
"There are a few left," she said and opened the fridge to take one out. When she handed him the bottle Justin was staring towards the living room. She sighed and grabbed him by the chin. “Are you okay?”
"Thank you," Justin told her as he lifted the beer. “And I’m perfectly fine,” he told her pulling away from her.
"So you really don't care that he's having Brian's kid," she said softly and watched his expression.
Justin turned to look at her. Oh god, she's doing that thing where she's trying to read my expression. Fucking great. "What does it matter?"
"It does bother you," Lindsay said and smirked.
The blond man sighed. Jesus, she always knows what I'm thinking. How can she? Justin frowned and tried to get away but she stopped him. “I’m trying so hard,” he whispered.
Lindsay’s heart skipped a bit. She was so sad at that momento and really didn’t know what to say to the blond. She knew that Justin always tried to pretend to be a tough guy that had no feelings but she knew better. She knew that he was really a great guy that cared too much just like Brian. That’s why she and Melanie had decided to ask them to be the fathers of their children.
“The other days he was in the loft and pretty much threw a tantrum that I wasn’t to be present for any of his appointments,” Justin said. “I bet that once the baby is born he doesn’t want me to even let me see it. I don’t even know how that’s going to work seeing how I live with Brian.”
Lindsay sighed. “He’s going to get over it. Did Brian and him talk about the other thing?”
Justin arched a brow before he took a sip of his beer.
“Them being together,” Lindsay whispered.
“Yeah,” Justin said. “Brian told me that Jason pleaded with him to get back together. He even used the child as an excuse saying that the baby needed their parents to be together.”
“Jesus,” Lindsay said feeling a bit bad about the whole thing. Everyone was hurting, Brian, Justin as well as Jason.
“He’s fucking nuts, Linds,” Justin said. “I swear he is.”
“He wasn’t like that,” Lindsay assured him. “He was an okay guy. I guess it might be the hormones.”
“Right,” Justin commented.
Lindsay came closer to him and put her hand on his arm. "It doesn't matter what happens," she told him. "Brian will always love you no matter what."
I know that, but that little shit is always going to be in our lives and I hate it so much. It's just…a reminder of what I can't give Brian. "I know," he said and then took a sip of his beer before he left her in the kitchen and walked to the living room.
"So, tomorrow I have another appointment," Jason said with a big smile. "You're going to be there, right Brian?"
Brian looked at Jason. "I can't."
"You didn't even ask at what time it was," Jason pointed out.
"Seeing how he's getting on a plane tonight and not coming for a week, I think it's pretty safe to say that it wouldn't matter," Justin said as he sat down to the brunet.
"I wasn't talking to you," Jason told the blond.
"You don't have to be a rude little shit," Michael said at the man.
What a prick. Justin only shook his head and drank from his beer.
"Don't get into it," Debbie said to her son.
"I need someone to go with me," Jason complained. "It's really important."
"I'll go with you," Emmett offered.
"It's not your problem," Jason said.
"Justin can go with you," Brian said.
What the fuck is he talking about? I'm going to kill him. Justin stared at the brunet like he was nuts. He gripped the neck of his beer hard and tried not to say anything bad to his husband.
"No way," Jason protested. "It's not his problem."
"No, it's mine," Brian told him. "And seeing how Justin is my husband he wouldn't mind helping you out."
Jason stared daggers at Justin who now was smirking. "I'll call my mother. She can go with me."
"Then it's settled," Justin said standing up. "Brian, can we go."
"Sure," Brian said.
After that everyone else started claiming that they needed to go as well. First, Michael and Ben and then it were Ted and Emmett. Lindsay came to the living room and started thanking everyone for coming. Vic and Debbie got a ride with Ted so Jason was leaving with them even thought he tried to make Brian take him to Deb's house.
"He's an asshole," Justin said as Brian drove. God, if only a hole in the ground would open up and swallow him. "And you're an idiot for ever liking him or thinking that he looked anything like me."
"What are you talking about?" Brian asked with a frown. "I never thought he looked like you."
"Yeah right," Justin said and shook his head as he looked out the window.
Brian frowned, not liking that Justin thought that, but he wasn't going to start a stupid argument with the blond about it. "Hey, are you sure you don't want to come with me to New York."
The blond licked his lips. He wants me to go with him. Mmm, this could be good for us. To get away for a while and not having to deal with stupid Jason. "Okay, I'll pack a few things."
Brian smiled and put his hand on Justin's thigh. Justin looked at Brian's hand and then at the man before he smiled. He then closed his eyes and relaxed on the seat. He really had nothing to worry about. Brian was his and he wasn't going to let the man out of his life ever again.
***
Brian came into the suite and called for the blond. He looked around but Justin was nowhere to be found so he called him on his cell phone.
"Hey," Justin said. "Are you almost done for the day?"
"I'm already here," the brunet told him as he undid his tie.
"I am on my way then," Justin said.
"What were you doing, wasting your time in some super tedious museum?" the brunet asked and smirked.
"It's not a waste of time," Justin told him. "I was at the Metropolitan," the blond told him. "And there was more than art to look at."
"Anyone hot?" Brian asked smirking.
Justin laughed at that. "Plenty of guys."
"Did you fuck anyone?" Brian asked him.
"No," Justin said.
"Really," Brian said as he sat down on the leather sofa. "Why not?"
"I've already fuck someone at the museum once," Justin pointed out. "What's the point? It’s all the same."
Brian smirked as he shook his head a bit.
"Um, so I'll be there soon," Justin said.
"Okay,” the younger man replied before they said their goodbyes.
When Justin arrived Brian was coming out of the shower. They decided to change and go out. They ended up going to an Italian restaurant for dinner before they went to see the club scene. The first club they went to wasn't really doing it for them so they left and found another one that both of them had been to before. They had a good time dancing and drinking. They visited the backroom at least twice before they called it a night.
When they got their room they were all over each other. The first time they fucked Justin was the one in charge and he grabbed the lube and a condom even when he wanted to fuck the brunet raw. He still kept thinking about having a baby with Brian but he knew he couldn’t goa head and decide for the both of them.
Brian was going crazy with Justin’s touches. He had kissed him all over his neck and back and his buttocks. Then he had jerked him off almost bringing him towards the end but stopping at the last minute. He loved how Justin made love to him. Then Justin pushed him on his belly and started to open him up.
"I love you," Justin whispered from behind the brunet as he putt he condom on.
He closed his eyes and slowly pushed all the way inside. Then he waited for the brunet to adjust. Oh my god. He feels so good. God, I love him so much. What if I do get him pregnant? Will he hate me? Oh god! Stop it, it’s not going to happen.
"Jus," Brian said pushing back into his husband.
Justin started moving slowly. His hands were gripping Brian's hips as he moved. His mind was elsewhere.
"Justin," Brian hissed. "Are you okay?"
The blond started to accelerate his pace. He bent down and kissed Brian's neck. "You're so good."
"Oh god, right there," Brian hissed as he gripped the sheets under him. "Right there."
"I know," the older man whispered and one hand reached to the front of Brian's body so he could jerk him off while he fucked him. If we have talked about it he would have said no. Right? Oh, I don't know anymore. I don't know! The blond pushed all thoughts away and concentrated in giving pleasure to his man. He kissed the brunet everywhere he could and teased him a few times.
Soon enough both of them were shouting in pleasure as they erupted. Brian plopped down in the bed with the older man on top of him. Justin moved then, slowly pulled out of the brunet while holding on to the condom. He pulled it out and threw it into the trash can. Then he lay next to his husband with a big smile.
Brian smirked and kissed Justin on the neck. “You’re not bad for an old man.”
Justin was about to talk when Brian’s phone rang. The brunet sighed and reached for it. Justin bit his lower lip because as soon as Brian answered the brunet had sported a frown.
“Is he okay?” Brian asked.
“Who?” Justin asked.
Brian looked at Justin and mouthed Jason. Then he got up and started reaching for his things. He closed the pone and threw it on the bed. “We got to go back. Jason is in the hospital and he says it’s really bad. He called Michael that just called me.”
Justin sighed and got up.
“I’m sorry,” Brian said knowing that their weekend was ruined.
“Whatever,” Justin said getting up and going to the bathroom.
Brian sighed and as quick as he could he started to get his things ready to leave. Then when Justin came out of the bathroom he went and used it. When he got out Justin was finishing putting his things into his carry on as well. The blond was talking with someone on the phone. The brunet smiled when he saw that Justin had put some clean clothes out for him.
“We have forty five minutes to get to the airport,” Justin said.
“Okay,” Brian said and didn’t make a big deal out of the fact that Justin, who was probably irritated about the whole thing, got his thing ready to leave with him and even got them a flight home. He knew that his husband was always there for him no matter what.
***
"So how was New York?" Michael asked.
"Fucking great," Justin assured the man.
Michael smiled at that.
"We missed you," Ben said.
"We were only gone a week," Brian pointed out as he grabbed his cup of coffee.
"Because it was hell without you," Michael told them. "Jason wouldn't shut up about it."
Justin smirked at that. Good.
"Ben even lied about having work just so he wouldn't have to go over to Ma's," Michael said.
Brian looked at Ben and smirked. "Nice."
"I can't wait for him to stop being pregnant," Michael said. "All he does is talk about how he's having your baby and one of these days I'll fucking kill him."
"I'll help you," Justin said.
"Easy there tiger," Brian said smirking.
“So what happened at the hospital?” Ben asked.
Brian sighed.
Justin frowned. “He was discharged by the time we got there. He had nothing wrong with him. The doctor told us that he went to emergency because he said he was in terrible pain. But there was nothing wrong with him. They did all kinds of test on him and nothing.”
“He might have done it to get your attention,” Michael said.
“Hey,” Ben said. “Maybe he was really in pain.”
“He looked fine to me,” Justin said.
Brian licked his lips. “He made a show at how I wasn’t there for him because I was wasting my time away with Justin.”
“Nice,” Michael said.
"Can we talk about something else?" Justin asked. I’m tired of talking about Jason. All he wants is to get back with Brian. I know that’s what he wants and he’s doing everything possible to do so.
“Is the studio finished?” Ben asked Justin.
“Almost,” Justin told them. “I threw in five more grand and they worked faster," he said and shrugged. "All they have to do is come and paint and that's pretty much it. They have to fix the floor in the kitchen but that's it. I just couldn't wait to start painting you know."
Brian smiled as he looked at his husband. "You should buy Cynthia something for finding you the place."
The blond smirked. "I already did. I'll call you later,” he said taking his ice tea and drinking from it.
“Are you going to Ma’s for dinner tomorrow?” Michael asked.
Brian and Justin looked at each other while Ben smirked.
“Yeah sure,” Brian said. “Why not?”
Justin sighed. “Whatever,” he replied as he got up. “I need to go and try to see if I can find a car that I like. I’m tired of having to move by taxi and tomorrow I have a shit load of things to pick up.”
“You can take my Jeep,” Brian told him.
Justin shrugged.
“I have the day off tomorrow,” Ben said. “I can help you and we can catch up.”
“I’ll call you then,” Justin said before he bent down to kiss Brian and then left.
The blond walked a few blocks down the street and then stopped at the light waiting for it to change so he could cross. He looked to the side and saw Jason inside one of the stores. He frowned and moved closer to the window. He saw the blond picking baby things and his heart dropped. His eyes watered and he quickly moved away.
He pulled out a cigarette and started smoking like his life depended on it. He couldn’t think about anything except the fact that Jason and Brian were having a baby. Why can’t it be me? Why does it have to be him? I should have come back a long time ago. I thought Brian would have found. How stupid could I have been? It’s just so not fair. It’s not. It’s not fucking fair at all! When he was done smoking he threw the butt in the street and kept on walking. His face toughened up and he pretended like he was just fine.
***
Justin got out of the car with Ben. They had gone and picked up the thing Justin needed as well and some other things. Then they had gone and catch a movie before driving to Justin’s studio to drop everything. Then Michael called them to tell them that they were waiting for them at the house.
"Do you think we're late?" Justin asked.
Ben looked at his watch and shook his head. When they went inside they found Emmett, Ted, Vic, Michael, Jason and Debbie at the table about to eat.
"You guys made it just in time," Debbie said smiling.
"I thought it was someone else," Jason said glaring at Justin. "But no one important I see."
"Jason," Debbie said as she stood up. "Help me get some plates."
"I'm pregnant," the boy protested.
"I'll do it," Michael said standing up.
"Where are the girls at?" Justin asked as he sat down.
"Couldn't make it," Debbie informed them.
"Smells really good," Ben said and then kissed Michael on the cheek.
"Where is Brian at?" Jason asked. “He should be here.”
"He's at home," Justin said smiling. "He has a lot of work to do and really didn't feel like going out so I'm not surprised that he's not here."
Jason stared daggers at the blond like it was Justin's fault that Brian wasn't there. After that dinner wasn’t as nice as it used to be before. Apparently the fact that Brian wasn’t there had put Jason in a bad mood. Everyone was tired of it but they didn’t say anything. To make things worse a few minutes after Justin and Ben arrived, Jason’s mom got there as well.
"I'm going outside," Justin said when he was done eating. I need a cigarette. God, how does Debbie put up with that fucking asshole? Someone should just fucking stab him with the butter knife.
Justin thought the younger blond was crazy because Jason talked about himself, the baby and Brian and he always made it sound like he and Brian were together. The kid was definitely living in an imaginary world.
"Hey," Michael said coming to the backyard. Ben was with him.
"Hey," Justin said.
Ben sat down on the steps. They were there to tell Justin not to pay attention to Jason but before they could say anything the door opened and Jason came out with his hands on his hips looking like he was very pissed.
"Oh Jesus," Justin said to himself. What now? This kid has fucking problems.
"I called Brian at the loft and he didn't answer and I called his cell phone too," Jason said.
"And?" Justin asked.
"Well, you said he was working at the loft and it's not true," Jason pointed out. "He would have answered the phone."
"Well both phones have caller I.D.," Justin pointed out and smirked.
Ben smiled at that too. Michael just shook his head and wondered if Jason and Justin were going to have a fight right then and there.
"What is that supposed to mean?" Jason asked.
"That maybe he didn't want to talk to you," Justin told him. Who wants to talk to you?
Jason grinned at that. "Yeah right. You think I'm stupid or something. I know you don't want Brian to talk to me because he still has feelings for me and what not."
"Is he serious?" Michael asked.
"I know that it must hurt you," Jason said.
"Whatever," Justin said and tried to ignored him, but Jason had other plans.
"It must be killing you that I'm having his kid," Jason said.
Michael shook his head. Ben arched his brows and wondered why Justin was smiling at the whole thing. He was truly smiling.
“Just go back inside,” Michael said.
Justin stood up and walked away from then deeper into the backyard. Ben sighed and followed the blond knowing that those words must have hit too close to home.
"Why don't you go inside and help Debbie," Michael said. "You shouldn't be out here anyway."
Jason frowned as he looked at Ben. "I am pregnant and I shouldn't be doing anything."
"God," Michael muttered. “Just go the fuck inside.”
Jason huffed and went back inside. Michael looked towards Justin who had pulled out a joint to smoke it. He sighed and called Brian. The man picked up by the second ring.
“Hey Mikey,” Brian said.
“Hey,” Michael said. “Look, Justin might be in a bad mood when he gets back.”
“What the fuck happened?” Brian asked.
Michael explained everything to the brunet little by little from how the dinner had went to what Jason had said to the blond. Brian told his best friend that he would be there. When the brunet got there Justin was in the backyard still while Ben talked to him about different things.
“Hey,” Brian said smiling.
Justin looked up and frowned before he looked away again. Ben got up and left them alone. Brian sat next to his husband.
“Do you want to go home?” Brian asked.
“Not particularly,” Justin said. “I was thinking more about going out and have some fun.”
Brian smirked and nodded. “That’s sounds like fun.”
Justin smiled a bit.
“Brian,” Jason yelled. “You’re here. Can you come in so we can talk about the baby?”
“Is there anything new from yesterday?” Brian asked.
“Uh,” Jason said. “Well, I thought you would like to see the pictures.”
“You already showed them to me,” Brian pointed out. “Plus we’re leaving.”
“You just got here,” Jason pointed out.
“And now I’m leaving,” Brian said standing up.
Jason glared at Justin when the blond stood up too. Sarah came out to get her son and to talk to Brian.
“Brian, we need to talk,” Sarah said.
“Jesus,” Brian whispered to himself. “What about?”
“In private,” she said.
“I have nothing to hide from Justin,” Brian said.
Sarah sighed and crossed her arms. “Well, I’m thinking that Jason needs his own place to live for when the baby comes. I was thinking that you could help us get him an apartment.”
“Hold up a minute,” Justin said. “He doesn’t have to get him an apartment. All he’s responsible for is the baby and he or she is not even born yet.”
“This is none of your fucking business,” Jason screamed.
“Look you little shit,” Justin said as he stood in front of the younger blond. “I told you in the beginning. Brian was never yours. You’re not going to get him back so stop all this bullshit. Brian has been great about everything. He’s been there for you all this time and he will be there for the baby. So stop all this bullshit about trying to get Brian back. We can see through it.”
Jason started crying. “You’re an asshole.”
“I know,” Justin said.
Jason turned around and left.
“You don’t talk like that to my son,” Sarah complained.
“Lady fuck off,” Justin said before he went back into the house.
Sarah looked at Brian. “What are you going to do about this?”
“He said it all,” Brian told him. “I’m not going back with him so stop giving him ideas on how he can get me back.”
Sarah turned red.
“You think that if I get him an apartment next thing I’ll do is move in with him?” Brian asked. “Wrong,” he said and walked back into the house.
Everyone inside was asking what was going on but he ignored them and walked out of the house. Justin was already on the Jeep.
“Want to go out and get drunk until you can’t remember your own name?” Brian asked smirked.
“I thought you had to work,” Justin said.
Brian shrugged. “I had a lot done.”
Justin shrugged.
“Hey,” Brian said and moved forward. “I want to be with you no matter what.”
“You’re such a romantic, Brian,” Justin said sarcastically.
The brunet rolled his eyes. “You got to tone it down with Jason. He might kill you and blame it on hormones.”
“This would have never happened if you hadn’t gone out with him,” Justin pointed out.
“You should have never left,” the brunet told him.
Justin got serious and looked at the brunet. “You should have gone after me.”
“Okay then,” Brian said.
Justin took a deep breath. “You can be an asshole sometimes.”
“So can you,” Brian replied.
The older man smirked. “That’s what they tell me.” I’m not backing off. I made my mistakes just like you did, Brian. But I’m not going to let that twerp try to push himself into our lives. I know he wants you back and that’s not going to happen. If he pushes me, I’ll just fucking push back.