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guavejuiceurugwaj's bday today. I hope you enjoy this ;)
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guavejuiceguavejuicemander3_swish thank you so much, darling!
My life is a fucking mess, Brian. I hear his desperate voice in my head.
Who's isn't? I hear myself answering before everything turns into a hard, sweaty fuck on a huge hotel room bed.
It all looks so distant now.
Now he's living in a dump.
I miss him so much, but I'm too terrified to admit it.
I know I've probably lost him, but I'm too afraid to go after him -again.
What am I waiting for? Why am I doing this? To him? To myself? To us?
Fuck, the beer tastes like shit.
God I hate this.
guavejuicemander3_swish thank you so much, darling.
Gus looks up. "Dad?"
"What is it, Sonnyboy?"
"Who is this guy?"
Brian takes a closer look at the ragged picture Gus is holding.
Oh… him
"His name is Robert Smith," Brian explains. "He had a band called The Cure."
He's reminded of the hours he spent with his Walkman, listening to those dark, edgy, sexy tunes that went right to his cock, and then trying to recreate them on his borrowed electric guitar afterwards.
"Cool," twelve year old Gus replies. "I'll have to check it out."
Like father like son Brian thinks to himself with a sigh of relief.
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Justin's POV
You're evil.
I carried the weight of our relationship on my shoulders for so long,
You couldn't open your fucking mouth and say it.
You seemed to be giving up on us.
Brian's POV
I can open my mouth when I feel the urge to kiss you, passionately, loudly, in front of everybody, as if there's no one else there but us, as if to claim you, never to leave your beautiful lips.
I can open up to you only when we lay tangled in the dark, still breathing heavily.
I know I can be sweet even if I'll never admit it.
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guavejuicemander3_swish thank you so much for everything, darling!pam817wildwaysup
Deep in your heart, you know love doesn't have to be painful, love doesn't have to hurt.
You've already experienced it. You know love can be comfortable, warm, happy.
Still, you're holding back.
At the back of your mind, you know it's scary to lose people, but what about losing yourself?
You long for him.
It's scorching your soul and engraved in every fiber of your being, but you feel as though you shouldn't work so hard to make someone love you.
_ _ _ _
You can't hold back any longer.
You touch his skin.
You feel his heart beating.
You know it's time to let go of your misunderstandings, your doubts, your fears, and make your reunion ever the more sweeter because now you both know what to expect from each other.
guavejuicemander3_swish Thank you so much, darling!
"What do you think it means?" Daphne asks.
"It means he misses Michael." I reply, trying to hide my disappointment.
"That has nothing to do with it."
"He said his loft is only big enough for one person."
"That person is you."
"How can you be so sure?"
"Trust me… girls know."
"He gives me such a hard time."
"It's never easy, Justin."
"So you think I should accept his invitation for tonight?"
She rolls her eyes at me.
"Can I get turkey on rye no mayo, to go?" Brian's voice penetrates my thoughts and goes straight to my cock.
guavejuicemander3_swish thank you so much, darling.
I stand in the middle of the dance floor.
I should be celebrating.
We survived. We're still dancing.
A young hot stud is watching my every move from across the room.
I don't feel like dragging him or anyone else to the back room.
Not tonight.
After a while I feel a small, firm hand on the small of my back.
It can't be him.
He said he wouldn't be here for the re-opening.
But then… he's the only one who can touch me like this.
I turn around.
God, it feels so good to have him in my arms.
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mander3_swish
I don't believe that anybody feels the way I do about you now.
I know you think the fire in my heart is out and maybe you realized what you had to do.
I wish I could let you see it's not true.
There are so many things I want to say to you right now but I don't know how.
I see the pain in your eyes.
You quietly ask me why I stopped.
I wish I could hug you and tell you you're the one that saved me after all but I can't.
My words only hurt you more.
guavejuicemander3_swish thank you so much, darling!
"You can turn on the lights now, Brian," Justin says.
"I can't." Brian's voice sounds distant.
"Where are you, dad?" Gus asks.
"Down in the basement…" he says.
"Okay, the party's over you can come out now," Justin giggles.
"It's not funny, Justin. The power went off, and it's not just a blown breaker," Brian tries to explain.
"Are you scared, dad?" Gus asks.
"Don't be silly, Sonny boy."
"Hang in there, Dad. Justin's looking for candles, a flashlight, hot blankets, juice, and some snacks," Gus reports.
"Are you going camping?"
"No! We're coming down to keep you company," Gus explains.
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