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22 March 2013 @ 07:06 pm
Happy birthday, guavejuice!  
Title: Love Is You
Word count: 430
Banner: galehot
A/N: thanks so much, sxysadie21
Justin throws a thoroughly packed present onto the kitchen counter, takes his jacket, and slams the loft door. Loud. Too loud.

Brian doesn’t know why he is doing this. Because he doesn’t like birthdays? He fucking has this guttural hatred for them. Birthdays were always so much fun in the Kinneys house. They meant alcohol, drunk father, married to her God mother, broken dishes, and broken dreams. Dreams for new sneakers. Dreams for birthday cakes. Dreams for a family.

Shower. Shower seems to be a nice idea right now. Brian touches his cock. And smiles with relief. No, its not self pity. Self pity would have made his cock soft. It isn’t soft at all. The problem is solved in a matter of minutes. "The twat missed a good fuck," breathing heavily and looking at the cum running down the tiles, thought Brian.

Only later, once in bed, smoking yet another cigarette does Brian let the thought about Justin never coming back into his head. He hates the thought. Because he doesn’t do regret. He is too old and too Brian Kinney for that. But he can’t deny that the idea does make him cringe. It brings thoughts he never welcomes.

When Justin comes home later that night, he smells like booze and fresh breeze. Two opposites that only Justin can wear fashionably. He snuggles into the couch, huffing and sniffing, the sounds that always let Brian guess how much exactly Justin has had. Quite a lot, Brian knows.

Morning meets them both with headache and no coffee left. Which leaves them frustrated and doesn’t add to their desire to talk.

Justin leaves before Brian. He just has his breakfast, grabs his bag, and slams the door. Brian almost feels pity for the poor item of the loft’s interior.

Then he feels …he is not sure what when he finds a stick note on the fridge. His brain does notice that the piece of paper is pink. But the only thing he knows for now is that anatomy is pretty fucked up. For all he knows. Because right now his heart is beating in his throat, not where it, they say, has to. Because the simple square fucking pink piece of paper says, “Do you even know what love is?” It kind of screams, actually.

After remembering another anatomy fact, that is recalling where his fingers are, he writes a pretty simple thing which takes…everything he can still find inside that piece of him that is trying to jump out of his throat.

Brian Kinney writes, “Love is you.”

Vered bday 2013
guavejuiceguavejuice on March 22nd, 2013 07:07 pm (UTC)
I know I promised you I won't cry, my darling N but this brilliant piece made me all teary eyed again.
Thank you so much for thinking of me and for taking the time to write this just for me. I miss your writing so much.
LUF you
*hugs you tight*
aaa_mazingaaa_mazing on April 1st, 2013 02:56 pm (UTC)
I am so sorry for this late reply, hon! You know everything, right, and will be able to forgive me. :)

I am happy you liked this piece.

later2nite: vered bdaylater2nite on March 22nd, 2013 11:43 pm (UTC)
This is extraordinary. Equal parts pain and love. But Brian is learning - turns out, he's brilliant in the end.
aaa_mazingaaa_mazing on April 1st, 2013 02:57 pm (UTC)
Hi, Linda! I'm very sorry for the belated reply to your wonderful comment. Thank you very much for reading!
Rena: Birthdayrainbow1907 on March 23rd, 2013 01:22 pm (UTC)
Wow! This is amazing :) Painful but just so spot on for them too. Love it! *hugs* Rena
aaa_mazingaaa_mazing on April 1st, 2013 03:01 pm (UTC)
Rena, hi hi hi! I/m awfully sorry about being so late with the reply. Busy busy.

Thanks so much for reading, hon!

Yvonne Reidyvonnereid on March 23rd, 2013 03:32 pm (UTC)
Hi Nastya hon,

I think you did a great job with this,I love the reply Brian wrote alot :)

How are things with you hon? I haven't seen you around much ~ Yvonne xx
aaa_mazingaaa_mazing on April 1st, 2013 03:10 pm (UTC)
Hey, dear friend!

I am so very sorry I went MIA. Life is a bit crazy here. *hugs you tight*

Thank you for reading and commenting!

Miss you.