Vacation time! + Fic
Will be away to LA until mid-December. I'm excited :)
Happy Thanksgiving to those of you who celebrate! Otherwise, happy holidays, and to the brave ones doing Nano, good luck for the last burst ♥
Before I go:
Title: Reason Enough
Rating: PG
Word Count: 499
Warnings: A bit of 507 angst.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
A/N: No time for beta, so I apologise for any mistakes.
His words hang heavy in the air.
This is the question that has chased them since that October night, when he bought the cheese and crackers, laid the mat and asked Brian for something. Since Brian said no. No picnic. No wedding gown, no white fucking picket fence.
This is the ache of a question that steals dully into Justin's mind whenever he watches Brian sleep.
It is not so much that he cannot ask it, but that the answer is dangerous, an easy knife that can slip through teeth and bring down what it is they have. And now he throws the gauntlet down.
"Why are we still doing this," he asks, "when we both know it's never going to work?"
It feels like he has rehearsed the line his whole life.
And then the world takes a deep breath, it pauses, and there is no place to hide. He won't deny it. They are parallel lines hurtling toward separate infinities, the overlap so far out of sight and any change in course even farther.
The correct answer is that they have no reason, they have no reason when they have no destination, the correct answer is-
"Damned if I know," Brian evenly replies.
Everything snaps and burns into life.
***
"I'm going to tie you to the bed if you don't stop tossing," Justin sits upright, glaring at a fully awake Brian who has been turning from side to side once every ten seconds for the last half an hour.
Brian stops to wiggle his eyebrows. "Promises, promises, Sunshine." Even pissed off Justin is not intimidating when his hair looks like a bird's nest.
"I'm gonna-"
"I know why."
"Why what?" Justin flops exasperatedly back onto the bed.
"The answer to your question."
"For fuck's sake, Brian! It's four fucking am! Can you keep the riddles for when I get up in the afternoon?" He turns to face Brian, scowl firmly in place. "If I kill you here, your body will never be found, you know."
Brian's eye-roll is half-hearted. "It's not as good when you're not here."
"I give the best blowjob in the entire Pittsburg, I know." Justin props himself on his elbow, rests his head in his palm. "What- I'm not following."
"You asked me once why we do... this. Why we do this when we keep fucking up."
And for one long minute Justin just looks at Brian and Brian looks back, and Justin doubts there is space enough in the world for all the love he has for this man.
"A whole year to answer a question?" he says quietly. "Christ, Kinney. How slow are you gonna be when you reach the big 4-0?"
Then he pulls Brian close for a slow, sweet kiss, and a simple joy streaks down his veins.
"But it's okay," Justin smiles when they pull apart. "You're not the one with 1500-"
"-on my fucking SATS."
And it's okay, because Brian shows him. Brian shows him every day that it is better when they're together, they are better when they are together, and that is why.
Reason enough.
Happy Thanksgiving to those of you who celebrate! Otherwise, happy holidays, and to the brave ones doing Nano, good luck for the last burst ♥
Before I go:
Title: Reason Enough
Rating: PG
Word Count: 499
Warnings: A bit of 507 angst.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
A/N: No time for beta, so I apologise for any mistakes.
His words hang heavy in the air.
This is the question that has chased them since that October night, when he bought the cheese and crackers, laid the mat and asked Brian for something. Since Brian said no. No picnic. No wedding gown, no white fucking picket fence.
This is the ache of a question that steals dully into Justin's mind whenever he watches Brian sleep.
It is not so much that he cannot ask it, but that the answer is dangerous, an easy knife that can slip through teeth and bring down what it is they have. And now he throws the gauntlet down.
"Why are we still doing this," he asks, "when we both know it's never going to work?"
It feels like he has rehearsed the line his whole life.
And then the world takes a deep breath, it pauses, and there is no place to hide. He won't deny it. They are parallel lines hurtling toward separate infinities, the overlap so far out of sight and any change in course even farther.
The correct answer is that they have no reason, they have no reason when they have no destination, the correct answer is-
"Damned if I know," Brian evenly replies.
Everything snaps and burns into life.
***
"I'm going to tie you to the bed if you don't stop tossing," Justin sits upright, glaring at a fully awake Brian who has been turning from side to side once every ten seconds for the last half an hour.
Brian stops to wiggle his eyebrows. "Promises, promises, Sunshine." Even pissed off Justin is not intimidating when his hair looks like a bird's nest.
"I'm gonna-"
"I know why."
"Why what?" Justin flops exasperatedly back onto the bed.
"The answer to your question."
"For fuck's sake, Brian! It's four fucking am! Can you keep the riddles for when I get up in the afternoon?" He turns to face Brian, scowl firmly in place. "If I kill you here, your body will never be found, you know."
Brian's eye-roll is half-hearted. "It's not as good when you're not here."
"I give the best blowjob in the entire Pittsburg, I know." Justin props himself on his elbow, rests his head in his palm. "What- I'm not following."
"You asked me once why we do... this. Why we do this when we keep fucking up."
And for one long minute Justin just looks at Brian and Brian looks back, and Justin doubts there is space enough in the world for all the love he has for this man.
"A whole year to answer a question?" he says quietly. "Christ, Kinney. How slow are you gonna be when you reach the big 4-0?"
Then he pulls Brian close for a slow, sweet kiss, and a simple joy streaks down his veins.
"But it's okay," Justin smiles when they pull apart. "You're not the one with 1500-"
"-on my fucking SATS."
And it's okay, because Brian shows him. Brian shows him every day that it is better when they're together, they are better when they are together, and that is why.
Reason enough.