guavejuice | Days in the Sun- AU series part 6/10

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Pairing:Brian/Justin
Other characters:Ted, Emmett
Alternate POV's (Brian/Justin)
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Part 6

-Early morning, ‘Days in the Sun’ set-

Justin's POV

"Good morning, Sunshine," Ted and Emmett greet me with an almost pageantry tone in their voice. I smile back at them wearily, but I can't seem to hide my fucking headache and the fact that I haven't had much sleep last night; only it’s NOT for the reasons I would have hoped for. Apparently I'm too tired to even try and protest against the nickname they've just given me, but at the moment I feel anything but ‘sunshiny.’

I make my way to the craft service table to grab a cup of coffee before I head over to the make-up trailer.

"You're late," A grumpy yet rather enticing voice catches up with me.
Fuck, this is NOT what I need right now…I take a deep breath before I respond to compose myself.

"Good morning, Brian," I reply at last, turning to face him with a smile as I grip my coffee cup as if it were armor of some kind.

"Looks like you had a rough night," he points out, no doubt noticing the tired creases around my eyes.
I take my time to take a sip of coffee and gaze at him. He looks like he didn't get much sleep last night, either, and I can’t help wondering if it was for the same reason.

"I guess you could say that," I answer him eventually, grabbing a Danish pastry off the craft service table and biting my teeth into the crunchy exterior, leaving pastry crumbs all over my t-shirt.
We stand in silence a few more minutes while he watches me eat the rest of my pastry. It's utterly uncomfortable, but I can't say much with my mouth full anyway, and frankly, I'm not quite sure what to say even if I could. He has a way of both intimidating me as well as exciting me with the looks that he gives me.

"You DO know we're about to kiss, don't you?" Brian finally states, apparently trying to break the momentary awkward silence.

"I read the script last night. Twenty times," I answer after I talk a swallow. At LEAST twenty times…especially THAT part…

He nods, reaching over to grab a couple of peppermint, sugar-free candy mints lying in a bowl on the craft table. He plops one into his mouth as he holds the other one out toward me. “Here, take this,” he instructs, his voice low and husky.

"Very clever, Brian, " I reply with a smirk, trying not to tremble as I look at him and think about what we are about to do. Such a simple thing, really; but in some ways it was monumental. "But I only ate this Danish roll and had coffee. I don't know about you, but unless you just ate a pastrami sandwich I think I can handle it," I continue, trying to sound more confident than I really am.

He lifts one side of his mouth up in amusement. "Well, don’t you want to… practice?" He offers, rolling his lips under.

"Practice?" I stutter, rapidly losing my composure.

"Well… yeah, you look a bit distracted, so I thought we might just practice first…just to loosen you up a little," he says, oddly sounding so adorkibly out of his comfort zone that I find it endearing. Or is it all an act?
He looks like a guy who's had plenty of practice, but I'm obviously not going to touch that subject (no pun…) at this point. I was about to open my mouth to respond – even though I had no idea what I would say – when I was saved the trouble by Logan, our young, energetic, production assistant.

"Guys, we better get you to hair and makeup now, and then we’ll have one rehearsal before we start shooting. We've got a long day ahead of us," he tells us as he walks towards us and we nod back in understanding.

I almost snicker over what an understatement that is as he turns to go, hoping that neither he nor Brian notices how red my cheeks must be. But he probably wouldn’t care, I decide, since he apparently is quite infatuated with Brian as well; at least, if the way he always fawns over him is any indication. Why should I be bothered by that, though? But I find that I am.

"Don't tell me you thought we were going to just jump in and kiss," Brian says as we walk into the makeup trailer. "Around here we always practice those things.”

"I know that,” I answer a little more curtly than I had meant to, but the way he said it makes me feel like a little kid. “But in the script everything is so…." I stop mid-sentence, feeling my face warm merely at the thought.
"Passionate? Spontaneous? Unbridled?" Brian replies as if he's reading my thoughts.

I blush then, unable to help myself. Damn him. "Exactly. How will we be able to bring that to the camera? It's so…" I stop again. Why the fuck do I ask so many dumb questions? I've kissed guys before on the set in two short student films, and I obviously have kissed a few guys before in bars and clubs, and even in my bed, but I don't think it ever meant as much as what's about to happen shortly on the set of Days in the Sun, not only for the story itself, but perhaps on a personal level as well.

"Fifteen minutes, guys," the production assistant interrupts ups then, bringing me back to reality.

"Good luck," I hear Brian's voice whisper as he rises from his makeup chair behind me.

"You too," I tell him, my thoughts swirling with anticipation.

_ _ _ _ _ _

When we arrive on the set a young blond actress named Kelly who's playing my character Max’s older sister is already there. We smile fondly at each other and then she gives Brian a warm hug.
Ted and Emmett are also there, sitting just outside the sound stage in their usual observation spot as the director gives us some last-minute instructions.

Since the first half of that scene is the dialogue between Brian and Kelly's characters, I stand aside watching them. My heart starts pounding as I notice it's almost time for me to step in.

The director asks for a few more tight shots of Kelly and Brian, which means I might have to wait a while longer, but luckily for me Ted decides it would be better to rehearse my part of the scene with Brian first.

I take my place and face Brian directly. I must keep reminding myself that I'm Max Millian right now, and he's Chance Howard, and that Max has a whole different set of emotions towards Chance than anything I may have towards Brian. I take a deep breath and look straight into Brian's eyes. I'm trying to figure out if Brian feels the same way, but then the director yells “ACTION!” and before I know it Brian pulls me closer to him. I can feel his warm, sweet breath on my neck. He bends his head just enough so he can reach my lips. I pull back a little and then lean into him and part my lips to welcome his tongue in. FUCK! It's so good and smooth and warm and comfortable. I know it’s going to be over before we know it, but I don’t want it to ever stop. Much too soon, though, it does, and as the director yells “Cut,” and congratulates us on getting it down in one take, I can’t help feeling disappointed that we couldn’t do it over and over again. At least I would have one more opportunity during the actual taping, however. Brian’s eyes stare into mine for several seconds as we remain frozen in place, until at last he gives me a soft smile.

“Not bad,” he murmurs to me out of earshot from the others. “Not bad at all.”

TBC…