[In Paris Part 4 2 of 2 (part 6 of 6)]That weekend, he broke the cycle and went to Raccoon Creek State Park. It was Gus’ birthday party, and apparently a day at the beach in the unseasonably warm Autumn was the genius plan.

And wasn’t it great, Lindsay commented, that Justin agreed to come up for the party as well?

So Brian was trapped, in the middle of nowhere, two hours out of ( Read more... )

[In Paris Part 4 2 of 2 (5 of 6)]

It was Justin who freaked out this time. Brian had the momentary thought that he might never forgive him. They’d laid there staring at each other in this new ephemeral world, until Brian’s eyes drifted closed. He’d let himself fall asleep with his arms around Justin, and slept better than he had in half a year. He slept so well, in fact, that he ( Read more... )

[In Paris Part 4 2 of 2 (4 of 6)]

Justin had found himself a studio apartment that suitably doubled as an art studio, which basically meant he had found an art studio where he could fit a single mattress in the corner.

He had only secured one commission since he got back, but combined with the bit of cash coming from Lindsay and Melanie, it was enough to scrape by. His commission ( Read more... )

[In Paris Part 4 2 of 2 (Part 3 of 6)]
“I’m so glad we could work this out, Justin, Gus has been so excited!” Lindsay exclaimed, untucking her hair from the back her jacket.

“It’s absolutely my pleasure! I’m sure we’ll have a great time. I’m not sure how much teaching I can offer beyond encouragement, but I’m looking forward to it!” Justin smiled. Lindsay’s house was so beautiful, he ( Read more... )

[In Paris Part 4 2 of 2 (Part 2 of 6)]
Brian had been reeling for the past three days. He didn’t come back into work until the next afternoon, and sequestered himself in his office to prevent the pryings of Ted and Cynthia. He hadn’t bargained for the little shit coming back to Pittsburgh, though in retrospect he had known on some level that he had to come back at some point.

And now he ( Read more... )

[In Paris Part 4; 2 of 2 (Part 1 of 6)]
Cynthia sat at her desk, bewildered as she went over every word she said in the five minutes since Brian arrived this morning, looking for any turn of phrase that might have offended him.

“Welcome back, Mr. Kinney!”

“Thank you, Cynthia.”

“How was your trip?”

“Fine. Boring.”

“Oh come on. Gay old Paree in the springtime? I would kill to be there ( Read more... )

 Sooooooo I know you guys have probably forgotten about this story, but I've been so insanely busy that I've only been able to work on it in chunks. I actually finished it, but the ending was crap, so I'm re-writing it. This chunk is how much of the original ending I'm keeping, I don't know when the next part will be up, pleeeeaaasee forgive my ( Read more... )

Ok, so up until this point I've been posting what i already had in chunks. But now, this is officially all I have so far. I can't make any promises as to how quickly I'll have the last part written, but I may be motivated by feeeeeedbaaaackkk <333333

( Part 3 )

Brian brought home one of the interns from the company that was giving the meeting, and fucked him twice in his hotel room. As the guy walked out of his room, Brian's cell phone started to ring.

“What?”

“Jeez, is that how you always answer your phone? Not very professional. What if I was one of your advertising bigwigs?”

“Caller ID, genius.”

“What ( Read more... )

ok, so here's the first part of my distraction fic! i.e. the fic I've been working on while I was supposed to be working on Truth in Advertising. It's actually been in the works since early April, and for the first time, it's not a WIP! (Well sort of, but almost...not...ok, fine I've still got some writing to do, but I'll try to keep on top of ( Read more... )