B/J Fic: Unwanted Attention
Here's chapter 2 and 3 of my story
Chapter 2
“Brian, come sit down,” Michael said.
Brian stopped long enough to look at Michael, shook his head, and resumed pacing the hospital waiting room. A sense of deja vu, struck Brian sharply as he remembered a time not so long ago, that he’d paced this same room, waiting for news that Justin was going to be okay.
The events leading to the hospital from Babylon were a blur. As Brian made the short drive to the hospital, he remembered Justin’s slumped form resting against the car door. His face was so pale, his lips held no color and his body was covered in sweat. When they arrived at the emergency room, the nurses immediately took Justin and told Brian that a doctor would be out to speak with him as soon as they knew anything. That was an hour and half ago.
Coming back from his thoughts, Brian looked over to his friends who were also waiting for news about Justin. Emmett had his head resting on Ted’s shoulder, trying to control his tears. Michael and Ben were huddled together, holding hands as they spoke softly to each other. A look of disbelief was on everybody’s face as they tried to process the night’s events.
“What the fuck happened?” Everybody turned and saw Debbie and Carl making their way towards them.
“Debbie, calm down.” Carl wrapped his arm around his wife’s shoulders, as he led her over to where Michael and Ben were sitting. She had been frantic with worry ever since Michael had called her.
“No, I will not calm down! This is serious! I want to know what is wrong with Sunshine.”
“Ma, we don’t know. The doctors haven’t told us anything.”
Emmett lifted his head off Ted’s shoulder and with fresh tears in his eyes, he cried, “We think he’s been drugged.”
“What the fuck do you mean, he’s been drugged? How did that happen?” Debbie looked over at Brian, “What the fuck did you give him?”
Without answering Brian turned his back on the group and continued to pace.
“Ma, Brian didn’t do anything. It happened at Babylon. Somebody slipped him something in his drink.”
The doctor chose that moment to enter the waiting room, and looked around, “Mr. Kinney?”
Brian stepped forward, “Yeah?”
“As of right now, Mr. Taylor is stabilized and resting comfortably”
“Thank God!” Sobbed both Debbie and Emmett. The relief that the group felt was immense.
“Because he showed signs of being drugged, we had to pump his stomach. And we found traces of GHB in his system.”
“The date-rape drug?” Ted asked incredulously.
“Exactly. Except this is a new version of the drug called GHB-X and its making its way through the clubs. Like GHB, it’s odorless and tasteless. However, it works faster than GHB and can knock a person out in 20 minutes.”
Carl looked out at the group, “The department has been seeing a flow of new cases like this.”
The doctor looked back at Brian, “Like I said, Mr. Taylor is stabilized. But he suffered an allergic reaction to the drug and I’d like to keep him for observation for a couple of days. As soon as he is settled in his room, you can go in and see him. But only one person at a time.”
As the doctor left the waiting room, Brian had to turn away from the group to get his emotions under control. “Christ,” he whispered, as a wave of different emotions crashed through him in that instant. Pissed at the guy who dared to spike Justin’s drink. Pissed at Justin, who left himself open to being drugged. And mostly pissed at himself for ditching Justin at the club because of a stupid argument. Once again, he had failed at keeping Justin safe.
As if Debbie sensed his turmoil, she placed a hand on his cheek and whispered “It’s not your fault.” Brian took a shuddering breath and hugged Debbie tightly, not bothering to reply.
“Mr. Kinney, I‘ll take you to Mr. Taylor‘s room now.” Brian pulled away from Debbie and followed the nurse down the hall. As he rounded the corner, he saw Jennifer coming towards him.
Jennifer reached out and grabbed his hand, “Is he okay?”
“Yeah. I’m going in to see him now. Debbie’s down the hall. She’ll tell you what happened.”
Brian continued down the hall and took a deep breath before entering Justin’s room. He was unprepared for the emotions that went through him, at once again seeing Justin’s unconscious body lying against the stark white sheets. ‘He’s going to be fine. This isn’t like last time. He’ll be coming home in a couple of days,’ Brian kept repeating to himself. Things were different this time and his own fear would not keep him away from Justin.
Brian sat down and lightly ran his hand down Justin’s arm, careful not to disturb the IV’s. “Damn it Sunshine, we just can’t catch a break.” Brian wasn’t expecting an answer and was unsurprised when Justin didn’t respond. Brian brushed Justin’s sweaty bangs off his forehead and placed his right hand on top of Justin’s, entwining their fingers.
A soft knock interrupted his thoughts. Mikey stepped into the room. “How’s he doing?”
“Fine.”
“How are you doing?”
“Fabulous.”
“Are you going to stay the night?”
“Yeah.”
“Do you want me to grab you some clothes from the loft?”
“Yeah, whatever’s fine.” And with that Mikey turned to go.
“Wait. Grab some of Justin’s sketch pads. If he’s going to be stuck here for a couple of day’s, he’s going to need them.”
“Sure, I’ll be back in a little while. Okay?”
“Thanks.”
Michael softly shut the door behind him and walked back to the waiting room, where the family was still gathered.
“He was taller than Justin, but shorter than both me and Ben.” Emmett said, while gesturing to Carl.
“What’s going on?” Asked Michael.
Ted looked over and said, “Emmett and Ben are describing what the guy looked like.”
“The one who drugged Justin?”
“Yeah.”
“I think he was wearing a black shirt and jeans.” Emmett continued. “He was very dark and he had black hair.”
“Was it long, short, straight, or curly?”
Emmett looked at Ben, “I think it was short and curly, right?”
“Yeah, and he also had a tribal tattoo around his bicep.” Emmett nodded in agreement.
“Is that all you remember?”
“Yeah.”
“Good. I’ll take this description and get started on the investigation.”
“When do you think you’ll know something?” Jennifer asked from her spot beside Debbie.
“It’ll be at least a couple of days, but I’ll put a rush on it.”
“Thank you so much for doing this.”
Debbie patted her hand, “There’s no need to thank him. Sunshine’s family.”
Jennifer nodded but couldn’t say anything as emotions started to overwhelm her.
“I’ll see you at home, Debbie.”
“Okay, Carl.”
As Carl walked out, Michael turned to Ben. “I need to go by the loft and get some things for Brian and Justin. Do you want to come?”
“Yeah.”
Jennifer looked at Michael and Ben. “Is Brian going to stay the night?”
“Yeah, but if you want to go and see him, I don’t think Brian will mind.”
“Okay, I just want to check on him before I go home.”
“I’ll wait out here for you, honey.”
“Thanks, Deb.”
“Give Sunshine our love.”
“I will.”
As Jennifer made her way down the hall, both Emmett and Ted stood up.
“I think Ted and I are going to go, Deb. Tell Jennifer we’ll be back in the morning.”
“Okay, sweetheart. You boys get some sleep.”
Emmett and Ted nodded and followed Ben and Michael out to the car.
Jennifer quietly opened the door to her son’s hospital room. She smiled at the sight before her. Both men were deeply asleep. Brian had fallen asleep in the chair, with his head resting on the bed. One hand was holding Justin’s and the other was resting lightly on Justin’s stomach.
Chapter 3
Heat. Sweat. Thrusting bodies everywhere. The thump of the music and the flashing lights added to his confusion. Justin couldn’t remember how he got to Babylon or why he was there alone. He looked in the crowd for a familiar face, but the only thing he saw was an overwhelming mass of bodies gyrating to the beat.
Justin tried to push through the crowd, but all he felt were hands pulling him back. There were people all around him, preventing him from moving forward. Out of the corner of his eye, Justin caught a glimpse of Brian. Struggling forward, Justin tried to go to him, but he was unable to break free from the crowd.
“Brian,” Justin called, trying to be heard over the noise in the club.
Brian didn’t look up from his place by the bar.
“Brian,” Justin called again. Nothing. His voice wasn’t loud enough to be heard over the crowd’s roar.
Justin could feel his heart rate speed up. He knew he needed to get to Brian, but the dancing bodies wouldn’t let him go.
“Brian!” Justin screamed. Finally, Brian looked up and searched the crowd for the person calling his name.
Their eyes met and Brian motioned for Justin to follow him out of the club. Justin struggled frantically to escape from the hands pulling at his body. He looked around for help but all the men just smiled and shook their heads. He called out to Brian, but he was to far away, and as he watched, Brian disappeared from his sight.
“Brian!” Justin screamed one last time before the arms around him pulled him into the dark.
Justin sat up in the hospital bed, Brian’s name still echoing through the room.
“Justin, calm down. I’m right here. It’s only a dream.” Brian said, cupping Justin’s shoulders as he turned the shaking body towards him.
Justin leaned into Brian, hugged him tightly and burrowed his face into Brian’s neck.
“Brian.” Justin whispered. His lover’s name barely audible in the quiet room.
Brian rubbed Justin’s back, as he offered comfort to his trembling partner. “I’m here. You’re fine. Just take a deep breath.” Brian guided Justin’s head to rest against his chest, forcing himself to take deep and even breaths. Brian knew that his steady breathing was a sure way to calm Justin down from a nightmare. This was an old trick that Brian had learned during the months after Justin’s bashing.
Justin felt Brian’s heartbeat against his cheek and willed his own to match that of his lover’s. As Brian’s hands ran through Justin’s hair and down his back, he felt the last of the panic from the nightmare recede. Justin pulled back slightly and looked around the hospital room. In confusion he asked, “Where am I? What happened?”
“What’s the last thing you remember?”
Justin sat back against the pillows and looked down at his hands, while trying to remember. “We were at Babylon...you were dancing while I was talking to Ben and Emmett...this guy tried to buy me a drink, but I turned him down. Then I started to feel dizzy.”
Brian put his hand under Justin’s chin and forced the younger man to meet his eyes. He brushed his thumb across Justin’s jaw as he looked into the face that he knew better than his own. Brian could see the fear and confusion swirling in the blue eyes. “That’s all you remember?”
Justin tried to think about last night but all he could recall were different snapshots of events that seemed out of order and out of focus. “Yeah...I think. Why? What happened?”
Brian took a deep breath and squeezed Justin’s hand, “Somebody slipped something into your drink.”
“Who?”
“We think it was that guy who tried to pick you up when you were with Ben and Emmett.”
A face flashed in Justin’s head. He remembered the man’s dark eyes and dark hair. “What’d he give me?” Justin said while trying to remember if he had left his drink unattended.
“A form of GHB.” As soon as the words left his mouth, Brian felt Justin tense under his hands.
Justin just stared at Brian in shock, he couldn’t remember anything. A sudden thought occurred to him and he clutched Brian’s arms in fear. “Did he.. Did he.. He didn’t...?”
“NO! No, he didn’t touch you.” Brian gathered Justin in his arms and could feel him sigh in relief. “Emmett said that you were feeling dizzy and they took you down to the bathroom. By the time I got there, you were pretty much passed out.” Brian kissed the top of his head and gave Justin time to process the night’s events.
After awhile, Justin asked Brian, “Am I going to be okay?”
“Yeah. When we got to the hospital, you were unconscious and they had to pump your stomach to get rid of the drug. But besides being sore and nauseous for a couple of days, you’ll be fine.”
“When can I go home?” Justin leaned back to look into Brian’s face.
“The doctor wants to keep you here for a couple of days because you had an allergic reaction to the drug.” Brian brought his lips down to Justin’s forehead, kissing him softly.
Justin let out a frustrated sigh and glanced around the room. “I hate hospitals, can’t you just take me home?”
“No can do, Sunshine. If I tried to smuggle you out of here against the doctor’s orders, Debbie would have my other ball.”
Justin chuckled softly and pushed against Brian’s shoulder. “Wouldn’t want that.” His smile faded as he settled back against the pillows, disappointed that he would have to spend more time in the hospital.
Brian could tell that Justin was unhappy with the doctor’s orders. He ran his hand up along Justin’s leg, stopping at his hip. “Just think of it this way, the sooner you get well, the sooner you can come home and I can fuck you, without you puking all over my sheets.”
Justin rolled his eyes and tried not to laugh at Brian’s raunchy comment. “It always comes back to sex.”
Brian squeezed Justin’s hip and leered, “You got that right.”
Justin yawned and could feel himself getting sleepy. “Stay?”
Brian nodded and pointed to the duffel bag on the floor. “Mikey went to the loft and grabbed us some stuff. Speaking of which....” Brian got off the bed and opened up the duffel, waving Justin’s sketchpad for him to see.
Justin smiled and watched as Brian started to take off his clothes. “What are you doing?”
“You don’t think I’m going to sleep in my clothes, do you?”
When Brian finished putting his clothes back in the duffel, Justin lifted up the covers in invitation.
Brian smirked as he walked back to the bed. “Hoping to get lucky?”
Justin just smiled and moved over to the side of the bed, making room for Brian. “Not tonight dear, I have a headache.”
Brian chuckled as he settled in behind Justin. He pulled the smaller man flush against his front, wrapping his arms tight around Justin’s chest. They laid quietly for a few moments until Brian whispered into Justin’s ear, “You feel okay?”
“I’m fine. My stomach’s just a little queasy.” Justin said, as he ran his fingertips along Brian’s arm. Then he smiled when he felt Brian’s hand gently rub his stomach.
“Good?”
Justin rolled over in Brian’s arms and placed his hand on his cheek, “Yes.”
Brian stared into Justin‘s eyes before lightly brushing his lips against the blonde’s. As he started to pull away, Justin tightened his hold on his lover’s face and brought their lips back together. He ran his tongue along Brian’s lips and pushed it into his mouth. Brian moaned and stroked Justin’s tongue with his own. Justin tangled his finger’s in the older man’s hair, when Brian flicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth. Brian pulled back, placed one more small kiss on his lips, before guiding Justin’s head to his chest.
Justin closed his eyes and breathed in Brian’s scent. “Love you.”
Brian smiled and closed his eyes. “Me too.”
Chapter 2
“Brian, come sit down,” Michael said.
Brian stopped long enough to look at Michael, shook his head, and resumed pacing the hospital waiting room. A sense of deja vu, struck Brian sharply as he remembered a time not so long ago, that he’d paced this same room, waiting for news that Justin was going to be okay.
The events leading to the hospital from Babylon were a blur. As Brian made the short drive to the hospital, he remembered Justin’s slumped form resting against the car door. His face was so pale, his lips held no color and his body was covered in sweat. When they arrived at the emergency room, the nurses immediately took Justin and told Brian that a doctor would be out to speak with him as soon as they knew anything. That was an hour and half ago.
Coming back from his thoughts, Brian looked over to his friends who were also waiting for news about Justin. Emmett had his head resting on Ted’s shoulder, trying to control his tears. Michael and Ben were huddled together, holding hands as they spoke softly to each other. A look of disbelief was on everybody’s face as they tried to process the night’s events.
“What the fuck happened?” Everybody turned and saw Debbie and Carl making their way towards them.
“Debbie, calm down.” Carl wrapped his arm around his wife’s shoulders, as he led her over to where Michael and Ben were sitting. She had been frantic with worry ever since Michael had called her.
“No, I will not calm down! This is serious! I want to know what is wrong with Sunshine.”
“Ma, we don’t know. The doctors haven’t told us anything.”
Emmett lifted his head off Ted’s shoulder and with fresh tears in his eyes, he cried, “We think he’s been drugged.”
“What the fuck do you mean, he’s been drugged? How did that happen?” Debbie looked over at Brian, “What the fuck did you give him?”
Without answering Brian turned his back on the group and continued to pace.
“Ma, Brian didn’t do anything. It happened at Babylon. Somebody slipped him something in his drink.”
The doctor chose that moment to enter the waiting room, and looked around, “Mr. Kinney?”
Brian stepped forward, “Yeah?”
“As of right now, Mr. Taylor is stabilized and resting comfortably”
“Thank God!” Sobbed both Debbie and Emmett. The relief that the group felt was immense.
“Because he showed signs of being drugged, we had to pump his stomach. And we found traces of GHB in his system.”
“The date-rape drug?” Ted asked incredulously.
“Exactly. Except this is a new version of the drug called GHB-X and its making its way through the clubs. Like GHB, it’s odorless and tasteless. However, it works faster than GHB and can knock a person out in 20 minutes.”
Carl looked out at the group, “The department has been seeing a flow of new cases like this.”
The doctor looked back at Brian, “Like I said, Mr. Taylor is stabilized. But he suffered an allergic reaction to the drug and I’d like to keep him for observation for a couple of days. As soon as he is settled in his room, you can go in and see him. But only one person at a time.”
As the doctor left the waiting room, Brian had to turn away from the group to get his emotions under control. “Christ,” he whispered, as a wave of different emotions crashed through him in that instant. Pissed at the guy who dared to spike Justin’s drink. Pissed at Justin, who left himself open to being drugged. And mostly pissed at himself for ditching Justin at the club because of a stupid argument. Once again, he had failed at keeping Justin safe.
As if Debbie sensed his turmoil, she placed a hand on his cheek and whispered “It’s not your fault.” Brian took a shuddering breath and hugged Debbie tightly, not bothering to reply.
“Mr. Kinney, I‘ll take you to Mr. Taylor‘s room now.” Brian pulled away from Debbie and followed the nurse down the hall. As he rounded the corner, he saw Jennifer coming towards him.
Jennifer reached out and grabbed his hand, “Is he okay?”
“Yeah. I’m going in to see him now. Debbie’s down the hall. She’ll tell you what happened.”
Brian continued down the hall and took a deep breath before entering Justin’s room. He was unprepared for the emotions that went through him, at once again seeing Justin’s unconscious body lying against the stark white sheets. ‘He’s going to be fine. This isn’t like last time. He’ll be coming home in a couple of days,’ Brian kept repeating to himself. Things were different this time and his own fear would not keep him away from Justin.
Brian sat down and lightly ran his hand down Justin’s arm, careful not to disturb the IV’s. “Damn it Sunshine, we just can’t catch a break.” Brian wasn’t expecting an answer and was unsurprised when Justin didn’t respond. Brian brushed Justin’s sweaty bangs off his forehead and placed his right hand on top of Justin’s, entwining their fingers.
A soft knock interrupted his thoughts. Mikey stepped into the room. “How’s he doing?”
“Fine.”
“How are you doing?”
“Fabulous.”
“Are you going to stay the night?”
“Yeah.”
“Do you want me to grab you some clothes from the loft?”
“Yeah, whatever’s fine.” And with that Mikey turned to go.
“Wait. Grab some of Justin’s sketch pads. If he’s going to be stuck here for a couple of day’s, he’s going to need them.”
“Sure, I’ll be back in a little while. Okay?”
“Thanks.”
Michael softly shut the door behind him and walked back to the waiting room, where the family was still gathered.
“He was taller than Justin, but shorter than both me and Ben.” Emmett said, while gesturing to Carl.
“What’s going on?” Asked Michael.
Ted looked over and said, “Emmett and Ben are describing what the guy looked like.”
“The one who drugged Justin?”
“Yeah.”
“I think he was wearing a black shirt and jeans.” Emmett continued. “He was very dark and he had black hair.”
“Was it long, short, straight, or curly?”
Emmett looked at Ben, “I think it was short and curly, right?”
“Yeah, and he also had a tribal tattoo around his bicep.” Emmett nodded in agreement.
“Is that all you remember?”
“Yeah.”
“Good. I’ll take this description and get started on the investigation.”
“When do you think you’ll know something?” Jennifer asked from her spot beside Debbie.
“It’ll be at least a couple of days, but I’ll put a rush on it.”
“Thank you so much for doing this.”
Debbie patted her hand, “There’s no need to thank him. Sunshine’s family.”
Jennifer nodded but couldn’t say anything as emotions started to overwhelm her.
“I’ll see you at home, Debbie.”
“Okay, Carl.”
As Carl walked out, Michael turned to Ben. “I need to go by the loft and get some things for Brian and Justin. Do you want to come?”
“Yeah.”
Jennifer looked at Michael and Ben. “Is Brian going to stay the night?”
“Yeah, but if you want to go and see him, I don’t think Brian will mind.”
“Okay, I just want to check on him before I go home.”
“I’ll wait out here for you, honey.”
“Thanks, Deb.”
“Give Sunshine our love.”
“I will.”
As Jennifer made her way down the hall, both Emmett and Ted stood up.
“I think Ted and I are going to go, Deb. Tell Jennifer we’ll be back in the morning.”
“Okay, sweetheart. You boys get some sleep.”
Emmett and Ted nodded and followed Ben and Michael out to the car.
Jennifer quietly opened the door to her son’s hospital room. She smiled at the sight before her. Both men were deeply asleep. Brian had fallen asleep in the chair, with his head resting on the bed. One hand was holding Justin’s and the other was resting lightly on Justin’s stomach.
Chapter 3
Heat. Sweat. Thrusting bodies everywhere. The thump of the music and the flashing lights added to his confusion. Justin couldn’t remember how he got to Babylon or why he was there alone. He looked in the crowd for a familiar face, but the only thing he saw was an overwhelming mass of bodies gyrating to the beat.
Justin tried to push through the crowd, but all he felt were hands pulling him back. There were people all around him, preventing him from moving forward. Out of the corner of his eye, Justin caught a glimpse of Brian. Struggling forward, Justin tried to go to him, but he was unable to break free from the crowd.
“Brian,” Justin called, trying to be heard over the noise in the club.
Brian didn’t look up from his place by the bar.
“Brian,” Justin called again. Nothing. His voice wasn’t loud enough to be heard over the crowd’s roar.
Justin could feel his heart rate speed up. He knew he needed to get to Brian, but the dancing bodies wouldn’t let him go.
“Brian!” Justin screamed. Finally, Brian looked up and searched the crowd for the person calling his name.
Their eyes met and Brian motioned for Justin to follow him out of the club. Justin struggled frantically to escape from the hands pulling at his body. He looked around for help but all the men just smiled and shook their heads. He called out to Brian, but he was to far away, and as he watched, Brian disappeared from his sight.
“Brian!” Justin screamed one last time before the arms around him pulled him into the dark.
Justin sat up in the hospital bed, Brian’s name still echoing through the room.
“Justin, calm down. I’m right here. It’s only a dream.” Brian said, cupping Justin’s shoulders as he turned the shaking body towards him.
Justin leaned into Brian, hugged him tightly and burrowed his face into Brian’s neck.
“Brian.” Justin whispered. His lover’s name barely audible in the quiet room.
Brian rubbed Justin’s back, as he offered comfort to his trembling partner. “I’m here. You’re fine. Just take a deep breath.” Brian guided Justin’s head to rest against his chest, forcing himself to take deep and even breaths. Brian knew that his steady breathing was a sure way to calm Justin down from a nightmare. This was an old trick that Brian had learned during the months after Justin’s bashing.
Justin felt Brian’s heartbeat against his cheek and willed his own to match that of his lover’s. As Brian’s hands ran through Justin’s hair and down his back, he felt the last of the panic from the nightmare recede. Justin pulled back slightly and looked around the hospital room. In confusion he asked, “Where am I? What happened?”
“What’s the last thing you remember?”
Justin sat back against the pillows and looked down at his hands, while trying to remember. “We were at Babylon...you were dancing while I was talking to Ben and Emmett...this guy tried to buy me a drink, but I turned him down. Then I started to feel dizzy.”
Brian put his hand under Justin’s chin and forced the younger man to meet his eyes. He brushed his thumb across Justin’s jaw as he looked into the face that he knew better than his own. Brian could see the fear and confusion swirling in the blue eyes. “That’s all you remember?”
Justin tried to think about last night but all he could recall were different snapshots of events that seemed out of order and out of focus. “Yeah...I think. Why? What happened?”
Brian took a deep breath and squeezed Justin’s hand, “Somebody slipped something into your drink.”
“Who?”
“We think it was that guy who tried to pick you up when you were with Ben and Emmett.”
A face flashed in Justin’s head. He remembered the man’s dark eyes and dark hair. “What’d he give me?” Justin said while trying to remember if he had left his drink unattended.
“A form of GHB.” As soon as the words left his mouth, Brian felt Justin tense under his hands.
Justin just stared at Brian in shock, he couldn’t remember anything. A sudden thought occurred to him and he clutched Brian’s arms in fear. “Did he.. Did he.. He didn’t...?”
“NO! No, he didn’t touch you.” Brian gathered Justin in his arms and could feel him sigh in relief. “Emmett said that you were feeling dizzy and they took you down to the bathroom. By the time I got there, you were pretty much passed out.” Brian kissed the top of his head and gave Justin time to process the night’s events.
After awhile, Justin asked Brian, “Am I going to be okay?”
“Yeah. When we got to the hospital, you were unconscious and they had to pump your stomach to get rid of the drug. But besides being sore and nauseous for a couple of days, you’ll be fine.”
“When can I go home?” Justin leaned back to look into Brian’s face.
“The doctor wants to keep you here for a couple of days because you had an allergic reaction to the drug.” Brian brought his lips down to Justin’s forehead, kissing him softly.
Justin let out a frustrated sigh and glanced around the room. “I hate hospitals, can’t you just take me home?”
“No can do, Sunshine. If I tried to smuggle you out of here against the doctor’s orders, Debbie would have my other ball.”
Justin chuckled softly and pushed against Brian’s shoulder. “Wouldn’t want that.” His smile faded as he settled back against the pillows, disappointed that he would have to spend more time in the hospital.
Brian could tell that Justin was unhappy with the doctor’s orders. He ran his hand up along Justin’s leg, stopping at his hip. “Just think of it this way, the sooner you get well, the sooner you can come home and I can fuck you, without you puking all over my sheets.”
Justin rolled his eyes and tried not to laugh at Brian’s raunchy comment. “It always comes back to sex.”
Brian squeezed Justin’s hip and leered, “You got that right.”
Justin yawned and could feel himself getting sleepy. “Stay?”
Brian nodded and pointed to the duffel bag on the floor. “Mikey went to the loft and grabbed us some stuff. Speaking of which....” Brian got off the bed and opened up the duffel, waving Justin’s sketchpad for him to see.
Justin smiled and watched as Brian started to take off his clothes. “What are you doing?”
“You don’t think I’m going to sleep in my clothes, do you?”
When Brian finished putting his clothes back in the duffel, Justin lifted up the covers in invitation.
Brian smirked as he walked back to the bed. “Hoping to get lucky?”
Justin just smiled and moved over to the side of the bed, making room for Brian. “Not tonight dear, I have a headache.”
Brian chuckled as he settled in behind Justin. He pulled the smaller man flush against his front, wrapping his arms tight around Justin’s chest. They laid quietly for a few moments until Brian whispered into Justin’s ear, “You feel okay?”
“I’m fine. My stomach’s just a little queasy.” Justin said, as he ran his fingertips along Brian’s arm. Then he smiled when he felt Brian’s hand gently rub his stomach.
“Good?”
Justin rolled over in Brian’s arms and placed his hand on his cheek, “Yes.”
Brian stared into Justin‘s eyes before lightly brushing his lips against the blonde’s. As he started to pull away, Justin tightened his hold on his lover’s face and brought their lips back together. He ran his tongue along Brian’s lips and pushed it into his mouth. Brian moaned and stroked Justin’s tongue with his own. Justin tangled his finger’s in the older man’s hair, when Brian flicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth. Brian pulled back, placed one more small kiss on his lips, before guiding Justin’s head to his chest.
Justin closed his eyes and breathed in Brian’s scent. “Love you.”
Brian smiled and closed his eyes. “Me too.”