Things We Didn't Say -Part 2
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Pairing:Brian/Justin
Timeline: 6 months post 513
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A/N: NC-17 part 3/3 unprotected sex
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Part 2/3
Brian's pov
I want him. I want him so bad. It feels like that time when I went to search for him when he ran off to NYC. This time it is different, though. I don't have to hide. I knew it was only time.
I was willing to bare everything. I wanted him to know that.
There was no way I could cancel that business trip. I had a big deal to sign with a new client. On my way to the airport I called Cynthia and asked her to send some people over to West Virginia to clean up the house and finally move the Italian imported furniture into the house from storage.
I thought I heard a sigh of relief in her voice...or was it mine?
Justin's pov
I shake lots of hands the night of the art show. At the end of the night I had about a dozen business cards on my desk from gallery owners and other people who are interested in my work.
As I pack everything up, I know I had made some new, real, connections. There were small gallery owners from New York, and there were also a couple of them from Pennsylvania. They were pleased to know I'm moving back there soon. They thought I would find a lot of inspiration in West Virginia.
If they only knew.
Brian's pov
I have to admit, I feel nervous as hell, much more than I did when I brought him back to the loft five years ago.
I didn't know what I was getting myself into back then. I thought it would be another quick one-night stand -in and out with a maximum amount of pleasure and minimum amount of pain.
Little did I know…
I set him free, but now I wanted him back. All of him. No boundaries.
He didn't even have to ask.
Justin's pov
He picked me up from the airport. He brought me fucking flowers. Flowers! There was a note: "For new beginnings." It was so ridiculously romantic. Now where have I heard that line before?
We drove in silence. I kept looking at him and I knew.
TBC