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Author:[livejournal.com profile] guavejuice
Pairing:Brian/Justin
Timeline:Post 513
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Brian's POV
A/N:This is NOT a WIP. I'll be updating regularly.
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Disclaimer:I own nothing.
Comments are love.



Part 2



I lie beside him, listening to his soft breathing and knowing that he's drifting into a late morning sleep. I try to relax, but then I reach out to send a text message to Ted, advising him to cover for me on my 11 o'clock with the potential client and trusting that he won't fuck it up.

Good thing I'm still in my sweat pants and t-shirt, and not in one of my fucking Armani suits.

I feel a certain numbness in my right leg that's crawling slowly up to my upper thigh, and I know it's from the awkward position I took when I threw myself in bed beside my lover, and because I haven't moved much in the past hour.

I slightly touch his forehead with my fingertips, feeling the warmth radiating through his skin. I can't really think of anything that might have upset him this much. I mean, we were having a somewhat heated discussion earlier in the week, but I think I proved to be quite the bigger man when I tried to resolve it before he did.

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Earlier in the week…

I feel like shit.

I hadn’t slept alone at the loft in a long time. I would be lying if I said it was a positive, life-affirming experience.

The little shit; I wasn't expecting our lives to become one, big, fucking happily ever after fairytale. Well, except for the fucking part, that is.

So we had a quarrel. It wasn't a knock-down, drag-out fight, but we DID quarrel

I wanted to fuck. Can you blame me?

He had just gotten back from a three-day seminar lecturing on graphic novels and comic books in Baltimore (I know, I saw the email), and, well, I wanted him…badly.

He sat up in bed after a shower, all wet, shiny, and naked, and looking as beautiful and as young as the very first night we had met, making me painfully hard.

I slowly glided next to him, sticking my hand between his thighs. He whimpered, but put his hand on mine.

“Stop,” He demanded quietly.

“Oh, come on,” I whispered huskily in his ear. “I want to fuck you.”

To my surprise, however, he gripped my hand tighter as he told me wearily, “Please, I need to get some sleep. And I need some time to think."

I looked at him in disbelief. “Think? You don’t think with your dick,” I answered him with a smirk.

“Brian...”

“Fine,” I snapped in frustration through gritted teeth as he continued to rebuff me. “I’ll give you all the time you need to ‘think,’ then." And without looking back, I ignored him calling my name as I got out of bed and shuffled out of our bedroom.

I could have spent the night in one of our guest rooms, but I didn't want to stay there, knowing he would still be pissed at me over an unresolved quarrel. So I grabbed my keys and left for the only, other rational alternative.
_ _ _ _


“Rough night?” Ted asked me dryly with a smirk when he walked into my private office the next morning and found me camped out on my couch.

“Why don’t you shut the fuck up?" I snarled. My head was pounding just as hard as my cock.

Ted immediately held up his hands in capitulation. “Oops! Sorry…I’ll just lay these reports on your desk, and back away quietly.” He turned around to head back out as I realized what a shit I was being to him. Knowing he might be the much-needed anchor in a stormy sea, I called for him to stay, admitting that I could use a sympathetic ear. Looking a little surprised but also pleased, he nodded at me before I suggested we go round up some much-needed coffee.


_ _ _ _


“There are a lot of factors that can affect marital happiness. Communication, stress, quality time or lack thereof, and intimacy, just to name a few,” Ted rattled off as he handed me a cup of my favorite latte.

“What the fuck?" I replied, instinctively raising an eyebrow at him and trying hard not to roll my eyes.

“It’s simple, actually,” he told me. "Frequency of fucking minus frequency of quarrels…”

“…Equals marital bliss?" I quipped sarcastically as he nodded almost smugly.

“Well… there's always a slight standard deviation and error of margin when it comes to these things, but work out the number for the past week or month. Is it a positive number? You’re in the clear. Negative? Then you may be heading for trouble. And I'm not just saying that in my capacity as an accountant,” Ted added with a smirk.

I'm definitely not amused.

“I don't think you should make any rash relationship decisions based off your score, though,” Ted continued helpfully in a misguided attempt to cheer me up. "But….if you’re thinking of solving your arguments by just having more sex, think again." Ted obviously decided to use another tactic. It made me miss Justin’s tight, little ass and the sated expression on his sweet face minutes after he comes even more.

“Even if you did, there’s the whole chicken-or-egg argument to consider, too," Ted rambled on with his speech. "Do you fight more because you fuck less, or do you fuck less because you’re fighting more?”

I let out a deep sigh, feeling an ever-growing pressure in my crotch area.

I decided to excuse myself and try to resolve that issue in the privacy of my executive wash room.

As I stood up, however, my IPhone beeped.

The little fucker finally sent me a message. I knew he wouldn't be able to hold back for more than twenty four hours. In fact it's much less than that.

“Thanks for your advice, Theodore,” I replied in dismissal on my way out of the office. "I don’t know for sure, but I’m definitely going to enjoy proving or disproving your theory," I tell him with a smirk as I exit.





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Present Time…

We ended up talking that night and fucking, and I felt that same, innate warmth from him that I feel now, so I'm still hoping things will be better when he wakes up.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" he mutters as he eventually wakes up about an hour and a half later.

"I'm just sitting here with you," I answer simply. Maybe I should go back to the office for a while if only to have another discussion with Ted about his standard deviation theory, but I know that’s not what Justin wants.

'Oh," he says, shaping his lips in a form of an 'O' so deliciously that I dare to hope we can just kiss and forget all about this weird morning. But by the look on his face, it does seem like I'm heading for yet another night alone. I'm not going to sleep on the couch in my office again, though.

"Did you speak with Michael today?" I hear him inquire unexpectedly from under the duvet.

What the fuck does he care about Michael all of a sudden? They had been collaborating on the Rage comic books, but they don't do that anymore, not since Justin decided to concentrate on his own art and Michael became more of a gay rights activist, along with Ben.

"I talk to him every day," I answer him warily, wondering why he is asking. Fuck! Is that what Justin needed to hear right now? He's lying in bed feeling so miserable for reasons I'm yet to uncover, and instead of using all my famous Kinney power I fall right into that trap.

So maybe that's what is bothering him. I know he doesn’t bring it up every day, but my friendship with Michael is still a sore point for Justin, just like when I get a bitter taste in my mouth about his past flings. Okay, I take it back. Bad example.

Or maybe Justin was put off by my stupid Tums remark earlier this morning. He knows it used to be some sort of silly joke from when Michael and I were like fourteen.

No, he can't be that petty. That’s not like Justin.

"No, I didn't speak to him today," I reveal. “Why are you asking?" I press him after a slight pause.

'Idawww…" he mumbles incoherently into the pillow as I frown. Okay, maybe I do need to do something about that. I feel as if my whole world is spelled backwards right now, and it feels like a different kind of four-letter word: shit. And definitely not in a positive, life-affirming way.

TBC…

Date: 2014-02-20 06:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] yumyumpm.livejournal.com
Damn, what's wrong? And what does Mikey know about it? Better call Mother Taylor or Deb, because it doesn't sound good.

Date: 2014-02-20 01:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] guavejuice.livejournal.com
Thank you so much for your thoughtful supportive feedback. It means a lot to me.
More to come soon so I hope you would find answers to your questions ;)
*hugs*

Date: 2014-02-20 10:01 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] zce69.livejournal.com
thank you very much for such a busy FIC, very worried about what's happened with Justin

Date: 2014-02-20 01:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] guavejuice.livejournal.com
Thank you so much for taking the time to read and leave a supportive feedback. I really appreciate it.
More to come :)
*hugs*

Date: 2014-02-20 10:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] techgirl-on-ij.livejournal.com
Oh, I just want for them to be happy and everything to be back to normal.

Great update!

Date: 2014-02-20 01:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] guavejuice.livejournal.com
aww... I'm sure you do, hon :)
Thank you so much for your super supportive feedback my dear techi. it means a lot to me.
More to come soon!
*hugs*

Date: 2014-02-20 11:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lazy-8s.livejournal.com

Justin is acting weird, Brian is befuddled, and I am extremely intrigued. LOL Can't wait to find out what is going on with Justin. Great chapter! :)

Date: 2014-02-20 01:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] guavejuice.livejournal.com
Thank you so much for taking the time to read and leave a thoughtful supportive feedback. I really appreciate it.
I'm glad to know you're extremely intrigued ;)
btw- I simply adore your GH icon *sigh*

Date: 2014-02-20 12:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shadownyc.livejournal.com
Something bizarre is going on. I hope Brian and Justin can communicate and get on the same page soon. Looking forward to more.

Date: 2014-02-20 01:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] guavejuice.livejournal.com
Thank you so much for your ongoing support and encouraging feedback my dear Car. It means a lot to me.
It's not a smooth sailing ATM, I know ;)
More to come
*hugs*

Date: 2014-02-20 08:15 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] bksbracelet.livejournal.com
I guess we should be thrilled that Brian has actually noticed a change in Justin lol but OMG can these two ever just say whatever is going on with them! Obviously Justin has something hurting him but he continues to ruminate instead of talking it over. Look forward to next chapter

Date: 2014-02-20 08:27 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] guavejuice.livejournal.com
Thank you so much for your thoughtful supportive feedback, Chris. I really appreciate it.
More to come :)
*hugs*

Date: 2014-02-20 09:21 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] shenova.livejournal.com
What is going on here it must have something to do with Michael. I am very intrigued.

Date: 2014-02-20 09:38 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] guavejuice.livejournal.com
Thank you so much for taking the time to read and leave a feedback. I'm pleased to know you're intrigued ;)
More to come...

Date: 2014-02-21 07:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] urugwaj.livejournal.com
I love when Brian has talks with Ted, even if he's pretending that he doesn't listen. And I like when one of them (B or J) talk to a pillow :) It sound so normal and natural in their "spelled backward" relationship :)

Date: 2014-02-21 10:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] guavejuice.livejournal.com
awww... thank you so much for your thoughtful supportive feedback my dear. It means a LOT to me.
More to come
*hugs*

Date: 2014-02-21 11:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] spike7451.livejournal.com
Something very odd is going on. Really hope Brian and Justin actually talk about whatever it is. Am worried. :(

Date: 2014-02-21 12:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] guavejuice.livejournal.com
Thank you so much for your supportive feedback as always dear Lyn. It means a lot to me :)
More to come soon.
*hugs*

Date: 2014-02-23 01:11 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] kinwad.livejournal.com
Hmm...The mystery continues. Great update, V!

Date: 2014-02-23 04:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] guavejuice.livejournal.com
Thank you so much for your supportive feedback my dear kin. It means so much to me :)
More to come soon...
*hugs*

Date: 2014-02-23 01:39 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mitakay.livejournal.com
Great story, hon!
I just read both parts, loving it so far. You have me very curious as to what is wrong with Justin.
Ted made me LOL with his marriage advice...so perfectly in character!

Looking forward to more. :)
xo

Date: 2014-02-23 04:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] guavejuice.livejournal.com
Thank you so much for your sweet supportive feedback Terri. I'm thrilled to know you love it so far. I love writing Ted/Brian tbh ;)
More to come soon ;)
*hugs*

Date: 2014-02-26 02:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] sandraj60.livejournal.com
“Think? You don’t think with your dick..."

Love that line. For Justin to not want to have sex with Brian, something has to be seriously wrong. And in Michael in the mix?

I'm so glad I'm behind. I can find out immediately in the next chapter. ;)

Date: 2014-02-26 03:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] guavejuice.livejournal.com
I'm SO glad to know you're enjoying this story.
Thank you so much for taking the time to leave a lovely supportive feedback. I really appreciate it :)

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