No Strings Attached- B/J drabble
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Pairing:Brian/Justin
Timeline: Pre Season
Lindsay's POV
A/N1: Written for drabble challenge @EKG_club
A/N:2:The original version was written for the weekly Drabylon challenge and posted exactly Four years ago. This is a slightly different version.
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When he came over that night, bringing some pot and a bottle of Beam he was supposed to help me study.
We talked and smoked and drunk, eventually falling asleep on the couch.
Waking up rather late the next morning fully clothed I knew I had to ask him. I knew he would say no, but I couldn't resist. I've been thinking about asking him that for quite awhile.
He gazed at me when he lit another joint, inhaled, and handed it to me.
"Brian, I need to ask you something," I smiled. The freckles in his eyes danced before me. "I would understand if you refused. I know you're the only one I can ask. I know it's not going to be easy but I know how I feel so I’m asking you to be the father of my baby."
I took a deep breath. We were both quiet.
"You sure about that?" he finally replied, his voice raspy with smoke.
"Yes."
"What will your girlfriend say?"
"I'll have to talk to her."
I knew I shouldn't have asked him. Now we'll have to carry this weirdness forever.
"Okay," he said briskly. "BUT we'll have to think of other ways to make it happen because there's no way I'm doing that in THERE…" He pointed at both of us and glanced sideways towards my bedroom flashing his beautiful crooked smile.
"Of course not," I shivered, not because of the morning breeze that sipped through the window.
He pulled himself off my sofa. "No apologies no regrets, promise? I'll be willing to provide for you and the baby but no strings attached and all that shit," he said. " Gotta go, talk to you later," he muttered, touching my cheek with his fingertips tenderly kissing me on my forehead