guavejuice | Working boys- B/J one shot

Author:

guavejuice
Pairing:Brian/Justin
Timeline:312 AU-ish
Justin's POV
A/N:Unbeta'd
Disclaimer:I own nothing
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"There's a new restaurant in town, it's got one star. Wanna check it out?", Brian murmurs . He stands at the corner of the boardroom looking so fucking amazing in his gray Armani suit, flipping through some fancy press release leaflets.

I'm busy putting folders on the table before his meeting with some potential clients is about to start.

His mischievous hasky voice goes straight to my cock.

Good thing I don't have to ignore him or pretend I don't care about him. Now that we're back together I can show him I care as much as I like, and then some.

Wait, did he just ask me out?

"Did you just ask me out?", I gaze at him.

"Why do you always have to label everything ? And who says I'm asking you out?", he says, pressing his tongue to his cheek. He knows I can't resist when he does that.

I pause for a minute, putting the rest of the folders aside.

"Come on Brian, you just asked me to check out that new one star restaurant with you. You never ever did that. Admit it, you just asked me out. On a date", I teas and move closer to him.

"What the fuck… okay, call it what you want…".. He groans.

"So are we still on? For tonight?", I decide to seize the moment before he'll back down. I was planning to start working on a new anti Stockwell poster tonight but this is way more important.

"It will be nice to fuck some place else for a change", he whispers with a familiar smirk in his hazel eyes.

"No fucking waiters in the linen closet this time, Mr. Kinney", I cut him off.

"How do you know about that?", he sounds surprised.

"I spent quite a bit of time with Michael in the past few months, remember?", I enjoy my little victory.

"He'll pay for it", Brian fires back.

"Wouldn't you like your date for this evening to pay for it?", I ask, and brush my shoulder against his before I leave the room, just as Cynthia walks in.

Brian stare at me as I walk through the door and I hear him order Cynthia to make a dinner reservation at the restaurant for eight pm tonight.