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soulmatejunkeeTitle: A life-changing moment?
Author:soulmatejunkee
Fandom: Queer as Folk US
POV: Brian (Pairing Brian/Justin)
Timeline: Somewhere after 5.13, B/J are living at BriTin
Summary: Brian comes home from work...
Word Count: 858
Beta: None, all mistakes are mine!
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything. It’s all CowLip and Showtime.
Info: Written foryvonnereid - Happy Birthday!
Banner made bygalehot
As always, every comment is welcome!
Brian's POV
Long day, hard day. I am horny as hell and happy to be home. But as soon as I enter the bedroom I see him standing in front of the mirror... talking to himself. He doesn't see me and obviously he also didn't hear me coming home.
“Listen, we need to talk. Sit down okay? No, please, come on, that sucks… mhpf, okay.”
A loud sigh.
“Hey, I need to talk to you, it’s important, please sit down. This, us, we… it’s not right anymore.”
Another sigh.
“Fuck.”
A small cough.
“It doesn’t feel right anymore.”
A very loud and intensive sigh.
“Mh, okay, lets try to give this a little more feeling, Justin. This is a break up, a live changing moment.”
A throat clearing.
“Listen, I need to talk to you, it’s important, please sit down. We… this, us, it doesn’t feel right anymore. It’s not what I want anymore. I’m sorry. I am totally aware of what you did for me, to make me happy. All the promises, the house, the rings, everything you said and did and it’s not that I don’t appreciate it, it’s just… I don’t want this anymore. It feels like we were drifting apart more and more the closer we get. I’m afraid that I don’t love you anymore, at least I’m not in love with you anymore. And that’s why I’ll move out.”
A tongue smack.
“That was better. Okay, once more. Listen, we need to talk, it’s import…”
“Hey.”
A scream. “Fuck! Fuck you! What the…?! What are doing here?”
“I’m living here.”
“But not during daytime, then you live at your office and this big, fat house is my playground.” A look on the clock. “O, what happened to the day? Hm.”
A kiss, a small kiss, a Hello-kiss. A smile, looks honest. It probably isn’t.
“Sit down, okay?”
A swallow, a hard one. My throat it dry, totally dry and my heart starts beating faster. I don’t want to hear it.
“I prefer to stand.”
“Mh.”
Confusion. A shrug.
“Okay, whatever. Listen and tell me how it sounds.”
A deep breath. A soft touch on my arm and then a sad look.
“I need to talk to you, it’s important, please sit down.”
I keep standing. He doesn’t react on it.
“This, us… we, it doesn’t feel right anymore. It’s not what I want anymore. I’m sorry. I am totally aware of what you did for me, to make me happy. All the promises, the house, the rings, everything you said and did and it’s not that I don’t appreciate it, it’s just… I don’t want this anymore. It feels like the closer we get, the more we’re drifting apart. I never thought this could ever happen, but I’m afraid that I don’t love you anymore. I’m not in love with you anymore. I decided to move out.”
Another shrug, a questioning look.
“So? How was it? Be honest.”
“What…? Well, guess you have to do what you have to do.” Which seems to be killing me.
Helplessness – on both sides.
“Mh, that’s not helpful.”
“What do you expect me to do, help you packing?”
Completely confusion on his side now.
“Brian…”
Shock on his face now and then a little surprise and then… he laughs. He fucking laughs, really loud and really hard and really… fuck! He’s almost in tears after a few seconds and still laughing.
And then he stops and is serious again, totally serious.
“I’ll order something for dinner. You check out your voicemail. Now.”
I do and find a message he left me this afternoon.
”Hey, me. Just call you to tell you how much I miss you, and how much I love you and that I just jerked off thinking about you. Okay, kidding and don’t roll your eyes now and don’t you dare to delete this, I’m not done. You don’t have to call back, but I’m kinda excited and I need to tell you this, I can’t wait until tonight. I’m going to be an actor. Well, sort of. For the GLC. The drama night, next week, remember? Of course not, I know. But now you will and you will be there. Because this is my adventure of being a superstar on stage. The audience probably won’t like me, I’m sort of playing the bad guy. I’ll break up with my partner on our seventh anniversary. So as you might assume, it’s a drama. My role isn’t that big, but… my name’s going to be on the poster. Isn’t that exciting? Yes, it is. And it gives me a little break from painting, maybe it even helps me to get my muse back. Practise to be supportive, because that’s what your going to be. Anyway, blah blah… I’m going to be on stage and you’re going to be in the audience. Don’t even try to find some lame excuses for not being there. See you tonight. We’re going to celebrate this, so be aware. Love you. Bye “
A sigh, this time it’s me.
“You’re an idiot.”
A nod, a shrug. What else can I do? “I'm an idiot.”
Author:
soulmatejunkee Fandom: Queer as Folk US
POV: Brian (Pairing Brian/Justin)
Timeline: Somewhere after 5.13, B/J are living at BriTin
Summary: Brian comes home from work...
Word Count: 858
Beta: None, all mistakes are mine!
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything. It’s all CowLip and Showtime.
Info: Written for
yvonnereid - Happy Birthday!Banner made by
galehotAs always, every comment is welcome!
Brian's POV
Long day, hard day. I am horny as hell and happy to be home. But as soon as I enter the bedroom I see him standing in front of the mirror... talking to himself. He doesn't see me and obviously he also didn't hear me coming home.
“Listen, we need to talk. Sit down okay? No, please, come on, that sucks… mhpf, okay.”
A loud sigh.
“Hey, I need to talk to you, it’s important, please sit down. This, us, we… it’s not right anymore.”
Another sigh.
“Fuck.”
A small cough.
“It doesn’t feel right anymore.”
A very loud and intensive sigh.
“Mh, okay, lets try to give this a little more feeling, Justin. This is a break up, a live changing moment.”
A throat clearing.
“Listen, I need to talk to you, it’s important, please sit down. We… this, us, it doesn’t feel right anymore. It’s not what I want anymore. I’m sorry. I am totally aware of what you did for me, to make me happy. All the promises, the house, the rings, everything you said and did and it’s not that I don’t appreciate it, it’s just… I don’t want this anymore. It feels like we were drifting apart more and more the closer we get. I’m afraid that I don’t love you anymore, at least I’m not in love with you anymore. And that’s why I’ll move out.”
A tongue smack.
“That was better. Okay, once more. Listen, we need to talk, it’s import…”
“Hey.”
A scream. “Fuck! Fuck you! What the…?! What are doing here?”
“I’m living here.”
“But not during daytime, then you live at your office and this big, fat house is my playground.” A look on the clock. “O, what happened to the day? Hm.”
A kiss, a small kiss, a Hello-kiss. A smile, looks honest. It probably isn’t.
“Sit down, okay?”
A swallow, a hard one. My throat it dry, totally dry and my heart starts beating faster. I don’t want to hear it.
“I prefer to stand.”
“Mh.”
Confusion. A shrug.
“Okay, whatever. Listen and tell me how it sounds.”
A deep breath. A soft touch on my arm and then a sad look.
“I need to talk to you, it’s important, please sit down.”
I keep standing. He doesn’t react on it.
“This, us… we, it doesn’t feel right anymore. It’s not what I want anymore. I’m sorry. I am totally aware of what you did for me, to make me happy. All the promises, the house, the rings, everything you said and did and it’s not that I don’t appreciate it, it’s just… I don’t want this anymore. It feels like the closer we get, the more we’re drifting apart. I never thought this could ever happen, but I’m afraid that I don’t love you anymore. I’m not in love with you anymore. I decided to move out.”
Another shrug, a questioning look.
“So? How was it? Be honest.”
“What…? Well, guess you have to do what you have to do.” Which seems to be killing me.
Helplessness – on both sides.
“Mh, that’s not helpful.”
“What do you expect me to do, help you packing?”
Completely confusion on his side now.
“Brian…”
Shock on his face now and then a little surprise and then… he laughs. He fucking laughs, really loud and really hard and really… fuck! He’s almost in tears after a few seconds and still laughing.
And then he stops and is serious again, totally serious.
“I’ll order something for dinner. You check out your voicemail. Now.”
I do and find a message he left me this afternoon.
”Hey, me. Just call you to tell you how much I miss you, and how much I love you and that I just jerked off thinking about you. Okay, kidding and don’t roll your eyes now and don’t you dare to delete this, I’m not done. You don’t have to call back, but I’m kinda excited and I need to tell you this, I can’t wait until tonight. I’m going to be an actor. Well, sort of. For the GLC. The drama night, next week, remember? Of course not, I know. But now you will and you will be there. Because this is my adventure of being a superstar on stage. The audience probably won’t like me, I’m sort of playing the bad guy. I’ll break up with my partner on our seventh anniversary. So as you might assume, it’s a drama. My role isn’t that big, but… my name’s going to be on the poster. Isn’t that exciting? Yes, it is. And it gives me a little break from painting, maybe it even helps me to get my muse back. Practise to be supportive, because that’s what your going to be. Anyway, blah blah… I’m going to be on stage and you’re going to be in the audience. Don’t even try to find some lame excuses for not being there. See you tonight. We’re going to celebrate this, so be aware. Love you. Bye “
A sigh, this time it’s me.
“You’re an idiot.”
A nod, a shrug. What else can I do? “I'm an idiot.”
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on 2012-01-26 04:46 pm (UTC)Fabulous story, one I need to save and re-read when I’m feeling down.
So well done!♥
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on 2012-01-26 09:08 pm (UTC)Thank you Pammy :)