Making Ends Meet-AU series 12/14
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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 12
"I didn't think you'd be up at this time of night," Brian says in a worn-out voice.
"I wasn't sleeping," Justin responds.
"Look… what happened the other day was…" Brian stops in mid-sentence.
"You don't have to apologize, Brian, you didn't do anything wrong. I should have known better than to throw that ridiculously expensive pair of underwear at you. It was so insensitive of me…" Justin pauses to take a breath.
"Well… I guess I should let you know that I… I did pick them up off the floor when you turned away. I'm actually wearing them right now. They're fucking comfortable. So I guess I should thank you." It seems as though Brian could go on and on as he begins to ramble.
"Will you shut the fuck up?" Justin cuts him off, almost bursting with joy.
"No, I won't," Brian replies.
"So you're not angry? Jealous? Frustrated?" Justin asks.
"All of the above. But I can't… fuck that. I need to see you. Right now." Brian chuckles. "But I can't come over to your place because my son is staying overnight here and I can't leave him," he explains after a slight, awkward pause.
"Your son?" Justin asks.
"Yeah… well, I'll fill in the gaps for you later, I promise." Brian's voice is now oozing with irresistible sweetness. "And don't worry, it's a good neighborhood. You can park your new, black, shiny Beemer out front; you won't find it standing on bricks tomorrow morning." Brian lets out a hearty laugh that goes straight to Justin's cock.
"How do you know what kind of car I drive?" Justin smiles into his phone, cradling it closer to his ear.
"I'm a mechanic, remember?" Brian answers.
TBC...