Gusmas 2014

[guavejuice]

Author:guavejuice
Pairing:Brian/Justin
Other characters: The rest of the gang
A/N:
I'm posting this in the spirit of Gusmas on Drabylon. I'd like to remind all of you out there that so many LGBT children are in need of our financial help.
Special thanks to my friend and long time Drabylon mod Lisa brianswalk for her help.
Disclaimer:I own nothing but this stories.
Comments are love.

Tough Cookie (prompt #216 )



"I still can't believe that they called off the wedding and HE let Justin go…" Lindsay exclaims.

"He's a tough cookie, he'll be fine," Emmett says .

" Pfff…He won't survive a day without him," Micheal laments knowingly.

"Can someone please explain why are we still talking about Brian?" Mel rants.

Gus looks up at his moms and uncles. " Where's daddy? I wanna bake him a cookie. One for daddy, and one for Justin too," he mumbles softly.

"It's a wonderful idea sweetie," Lindsay says.

Mel then sniffs suddenly. "Let me help you with that," she tells the young boy quietly.

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Home Alone- (prompt #7 )



" Look! We brought you somtin' daddy!" Gus announces as he walks in with his mom to visit his dad. "Thiis' for you,"

"Are you okay daddy?" Gus sounds concern as he hands his dad a medium size ginger bread man cookie.
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"I'm fine sonny boy. I'm just…" Brian curls even further into his Italian leather sofa.

"Home alone?" Gus asks.

"Guess you can say that," Brian answers, trying to avoid Lindsay's inquisitive gaze.

"We better go now, Gus," she says instead.

"Wait mommy, I made one for Justin as well, remember?" he puts another wrapped cookie on the table.

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A Friendly Advice (prompt #99 )



" Back from the dead?" Mel teases when Brian walks into the dinner the next morning.

Brian grants his teeth.

"Don't try to deny it, Brian. We can all see how miserable you are…" Lindsay steps in.

"It's okay… it's for the best," Brian shrugs and grabs his coffee to go.

" Go online now and book a cheap flight to New York," she adds a friendly advice.

"No fucking way!" he hisses.

"What are you trying to prove?" Lindsay asks poignantly.

"I can't stand cheap flights, s'all. I did book one very expensive flight earlier in case you're wondering," he smirks.

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To Each His Own (prompt #46 )



The guy behind the counter at the bakery across the street from his studio didn't even flinch when Justin asked to wrap that cupcake for him to go.

So now there's a nicely wrapped dick cupcake in the passenger seat as he is driving back to his place.

He could have been home for the holidays by now. He could have enjoyed the real THING. But he didn't So fuck it, he might as well have at least some form of cock in his mouth later tonight to drown his sorrow.

To each his own, as Debbie would say.


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Surprise Surprise! (prompt #2 )




"What the fuck are you doing here?"

"Hello to you too,"

"How did you get in?"

"I have the key, remember? Let me hand it to you- the place looks…decent,"

"Fuck you, Brian!"

"What's that thing on your ass Sunshine?"

"Fuck! It's the fucking cupcake… I smashed it as I got out of the car,"

"Were you trying to cheer yourself up without me?"

"Well… you know,"

"Surprise Surprise, I'm here now! "

"I better get my dirty pants off and take a quick shower first,"

" Oh good. Bend over! Have you been naughty or nice? "

"You'll soon find out!"


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Finally… (Prompt #36 )



That night when Brian's tongue teased his opening, leaving Justin breathless and overwhelmed with sheer pleasure on the living room floor he'd finally realized what he's been missing in New York City , spending too many lonely days in his studio and too many lonely nights in his bed .

"Here, open it," Brian whispers later in bed handing his lover a little wrapped box. "Gus made this just for you," Justin's face lights up. He gently picks Gus' cookie up but then his heart melts. Brian had just placed another little box in front of him while locking their lips together.