Making Ends Meet- AU series Part 7/14
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Pairing:Brian/Justin.
Other Characters:Lindsay, Mel, Ted, Gus, Micheal, Emmett.
Summary:
A freak injury forces 40-year-old Brian Kinney to do something he never thought he would ever do: seek unemployment benefits. When he loses his job as a mechanic, will he ultimately wind up gaining something else much more precious?
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Part 7
"We should really stop bumping into each other this way," Justin says as he exits the elevator the next morning, noticing the tall guy seated on one of the orange plastic chairs in the waiting area in front of Mr. Schmidt's office. Justin heart races, but he realizes he likes it.
The guy doesn't seem to be in such a cheerful mood this morning, though. Justin feels the heat in his cheeks and gets a bit embarrassed by his overzealous welcome minutes earlier.
"I just feel shitty today, is all," the guy blurts out. The guy's deep, ragged voice goes straight to Justin's cock, but he's trying to ignore it.
"I know… I mean I was a mess yesterday," Justin replies. Damn, I don't even know the guy's name, why am I even talking to him? He asks himself. Well, that never stopped you before. You fucked quite a few nameless guys back in the day and you actually liked it like that.
His inner conversation is cut short when the guy looks him in the eye with half a smile, exposing crooked teeth, which Justin finds utterly hot.
"Excuse me," Justin suddenly replies. He turns on his heels and walks across the waiting area to locate the men's room. He drops his pants and holds on to his throbbing dick, peeing so loudly it's almost embarrassing. He's always peeing loudly when he's turned on. He's trying to avoid staring at his dick, but he can feel its fullness already. He shakes a few last pee drops out and shoves it back into his smooth, Armani, black briefs. He moves over to the sink and squeezes out a dollop of soap from the dispenser, but when he tries to turn on the faucet he discovers the water won't come out because it's broken. He's left with creamy, white, liquid soap coating his fingers. What the fuck? There are no paper towels anywhere and he can't possibly wipe his hands on his dark blue designer jeans. He rubs his fingers together until the sticky, overly sweet strawberry-scented substance is absorbed into his skin. He's trying not to gag as he walks outside the bathroom only to find tall Mr. Fabulous standing nearby, dressed in a worn-out, form-fitting pair of jeans and a gray t-shirt, smelling like cigarettes and sandalwood. Fuck!
"Any luck?" he suddenly asks the guy. Are you out of your mind, Taylor?
"Not exactly," the guy says. "But it looks like we'll be seeing a lot of each other after all, because I have to come here every Monday to sign up for unemployment if I want to keep my benefits."
Justin stares into the guy's eyes despite the apparent height difference between them. It doesn't even matter to him that the guy is rambling something about signing up for unemployment and shit. To Justin it sounds like Shakespeare.
"I'm Justin, by the way," Justin finally exclaims.
"Brian Kinney," the guy replies in return. Justin feels his knees weaken, but manages to smile. "Hi."
"Hi," Brian answers with a shrug.
"So I guess I'll be seeing you around, then." Justin chuckles before he knocks on Mr. Schmidt's door.
"Wait, Justin! Wanna grab a coffee afterwards?" Brian blurts out quickly.
"I thought you'd never ask." Justin giggles nervously.
Brian doesn't say anything, but it sure looks like his cock does. Justin stares at Brian's impressive bulge and knows he needs to act fast.
"Okay," he says matter-of-factly. "I'll just be a few seconds. I hope Schmidt types faster this time."
Brain stares back at Justin and lets out a slight laugh.
TBC…
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Date: 2013-10-13 10:34 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-10-14 04:42 am (UTC)And just so you know- the whole 'soap/no paper towel' thing happen to me at the agency ;) I knew I had to use this moment in my story.
Thank you so much for following this story and for your sweet supportive feedback. I really appreciate it.
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Date: 2013-10-14 12:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-10-14 04:44 am (UTC)Thank you so much for your ongoing support and encouraging feedback. It means a lot, my dear Car.
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Date: 2013-10-14 06:46 am (UTC)I hope that you did (?) have only soap adventure in RL, not loudly peeing ;)
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Date: 2013-10-14 12:43 pm (UTC)OMG, no, I only had the 'soap' adventure LOL
Thank you so much for following this story and for your encouraging sweet feedback.
More to come soon!
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Loooove your icon! :D
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Date: 2013-10-15 10:31 am (UTC)Glad to see them talking and going for coffee. :)
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Date: 2013-10-15 11:22 am (UTC)Thank you so much for your supportive feedback my dear Lyn. It means a lot to me.
BTW- If you want to find out if they indeed had coffee you can search for part 8 of this story. I posted it earlier today :D
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Date: 2013-11-03 01:23 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-11-03 01:17 pm (UTC)Thank you so much for your lovely feedback :)
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Date: 2014-07-01 05:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-07-01 07:17 pm (UTC)Thank you so much for your supportive feedback. I'm pleased to know you enjoyed this chapter :)