The first call (You & Me Series)
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soulmatejunkeeTitle: The first Call (You & Me-Series)
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soulmatejunkee
Fandom: Queer as Folk US
Pairing: Brian/Justin
Timeline: Post 5.13; POV's
Word Count: 510 (Oneshot)
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything. It’s all CowLip and Showtime.
Beta:mander3_swish - thank you so much!
It's a very short one.
The next one will be a lot longer :)
As always: Every comment is welcome. I Love to read what you think. Thanks!
01. Listen to me
02. Trust me
03. Babylon Part 1 | Part 2
04. Find a way Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4
05. ...remember what's missing?
06. The Party
07. Thanksgiving 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10
08. 1 wedding, 4 rings... 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12
09. The first Webcam Sex Chat
10. The first call
Justin's POV
My father left for rehab on January 2nd. We didn’t talk before. When I brought Molly back home after we had spent the afternoon out at the house, he was there and he tried... he asked me how I am and I just said that I was fine.
“What about the ring?” he asked then. There was no special tone in his voice, no accusation or anger or despise. When I didn’t answer he got nervous and shrugged. “Your sister told me that you and Brian had called the wedding off. I’m just wondering.”
“It’s just a ring”, I said. “It’s just a sign of commitment.”
He nodded and laughed. “Well, guess that’s good, I don’t think your sister would’ve forgiven you if you wouldn’t have asked her to be the flower girl.”
I wasn’t ready for that. I couldn’t... I had no idea what to say. I had no idea why he was talking to me, if he really just wanted to know how I was or if there was another plan. And so I just said, “I have to go,” and left.
Then life went on and I wasn’t really thinking about it. I started my new job; Brian and I started our new webcam sex chats and the weekend-visits and it all worked out pretty good. Though he did refuse to spend the weekend at my apartment, which meant we lived in a hotel room from Friday til Sunday.
By the end of January, we were four weeks into this new plan. It was the day before Brian was expected in New York, and I was sitting at my computer, searching for art shows around New York I might apply to enter. I wanted to work on my painting again, even though the inspiration hadn’t come back yet. Then my cell phone rang.
“Hellooo?”
“Hey, Justin. It’s me... Dad.”
I stopped whatever I was doing in that second and swallowed. I never expected him to call me. Where the fuck did he get the number? Okay, that question was easy to answer, but anyway... why the fuck did he call me? What did he want?
“Did something happen?” I asked.
“No. No, everything’s fine. I... I just wanted to talk to you.”
“About what?”
“Whatever you want.”
He was still in rehab, so I could’ve asked him how it was going. I could’ve told him about my new job. But... what for? What did he want?
I knew he had told Brian, but... I couldn’t trust him. I didn’t want to. I had no reason to.
“I don’t want to talk to you”, I said.
He didn’t answer for a few seconds, and then he said: “I understand. But I would like to call you again... in two weeks? If that’s okay for you?”
“What for?”
“Maybe you will want to talk to me then.”
I shook my head and closed my eyes. “I doubt that.”
“I’ll take the risk.”
What was I supposed to say? I cleared my throat. “Okay, then...”
“Take care of yourself.”
“Bye.”
Author:
soulmatejunkee Fandom: Queer as Folk US
Pairing: Brian/Justin
Timeline: Post 5.13; POV's
Word Count: 510 (Oneshot)
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything. It’s all CowLip and Showtime.
Beta:
mander3_swish - thank you so much!It's a very short one.
The next one will be a lot longer :)
As always: Every comment is welcome. I Love to read what you think. Thanks!
01. Listen to me
02. Trust me
03. Babylon Part 1 | Part 2
04. Find a way Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4
05. ...remember what's missing?
06. The Party
07. Thanksgiving 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10
08. 1 wedding, 4 rings... 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12
09. The first Webcam Sex Chat
10. The first call
Justin's POV
My father left for rehab on January 2nd. We didn’t talk before. When I brought Molly back home after we had spent the afternoon out at the house, he was there and he tried... he asked me how I am and I just said that I was fine.
“What about the ring?” he asked then. There was no special tone in his voice, no accusation or anger or despise. When I didn’t answer he got nervous and shrugged. “Your sister told me that you and Brian had called the wedding off. I’m just wondering.”
“It’s just a ring”, I said. “It’s just a sign of commitment.”
He nodded and laughed. “Well, guess that’s good, I don’t think your sister would’ve forgiven you if you wouldn’t have asked her to be the flower girl.”
I wasn’t ready for that. I couldn’t... I had no idea what to say. I had no idea why he was talking to me, if he really just wanted to know how I was or if there was another plan. And so I just said, “I have to go,” and left.
Then life went on and I wasn’t really thinking about it. I started my new job; Brian and I started our new webcam sex chats and the weekend-visits and it all worked out pretty good. Though he did refuse to spend the weekend at my apartment, which meant we lived in a hotel room from Friday til Sunday.
By the end of January, we were four weeks into this new plan. It was the day before Brian was expected in New York, and I was sitting at my computer, searching for art shows around New York I might apply to enter. I wanted to work on my painting again, even though the inspiration hadn’t come back yet. Then my cell phone rang.
“Hellooo?”
“Hey, Justin. It’s me... Dad.”
I stopped whatever I was doing in that second and swallowed. I never expected him to call me. Where the fuck did he get the number? Okay, that question was easy to answer, but anyway... why the fuck did he call me? What did he want?
“Did something happen?” I asked.
“No. No, everything’s fine. I... I just wanted to talk to you.”
“About what?”
“Whatever you want.”
He was still in rehab, so I could’ve asked him how it was going. I could’ve told him about my new job. But... what for? What did he want?
I knew he had told Brian, but... I couldn’t trust him. I didn’t want to. I had no reason to.
“I don’t want to talk to you”, I said.
He didn’t answer for a few seconds, and then he said: “I understand. But I would like to call you again... in two weeks? If that’s okay for you?”
“What for?”
“Maybe you will want to talk to me then.”
I shook my head and closed my eyes. “I doubt that.”
“I’ll take the risk.”
What was I supposed to say? I cleared my throat. “Okay, then...”
“Take care of yourself.”
“Bye.”
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on 2011-03-02 10:31 am (UTC)It's not the kind of dad that I will miss.
Let's see what happens...
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on 2011-03-02 11:19 am (UTC)He sucked after Justin's coming out... but before?!
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on 2011-03-02 12:42 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2011-03-02 02:48 pm (UTC)It doesn't change the fact that Craig sucked later. But it can be something to build up on to.
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on 2011-03-03 10:21 am (UTC)we all are good. until we are tested. and craig failed. you cannot make this pretty again.
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on 2011-03-02 02:17 pm (UTC)But that will make only worse what he did after the "gay" revelation ...
Not every fight can be fixed ...
Anyway, I trust your judgement. :D
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on 2011-03-02 02:53 pm (UTC)That Craig seemed to be a good Dad before makes it even worse - especially for Justin.