Over At Noon
“So, can we count on you?”
“I … I don’t think this is such a good idea.”
“Oh come on, it’ll be fun.”
“You know what Brian can be like when things don’t go the way he wants them to.”
“His royal hineyness can be a bitch,” Emmett contributed.
Michael and Ted laughed. Justin merely frowned. He didn’t like this plan.
“You’ll get Brian to Kinnetik at nine p.m.?” Ted asked Justin.
“Come on, Boy Wonder, help us surprise Brian.”
Justin heaved a sigh. “Okay, I’ll do it, but I don’t have to like it, and if Brian kills you all I take no responsibility.”
“Deal,” Emmett grinned as he leaned over to kiss Justin’s cheek. “It’ll be fine, sweetie,” he whispered in Justin’s ear.
“I don’t get why you want to do this. Can’t you leave well enough alone?”
“Life needs some spice every now and then.”
Justin shook his head. “If you say so, Emm.” Justin slid out of the booth and walked out of the diner. The others watched him go with smiles on their faces.
“Hurry up,” Justin ordered as he dragged Brian along the street.
“What the fuck do you want to do this for?”
“It’ll be fun,” Justin replied, quoting Michael.
“Fun, my ass!” Brian griped.
“I thought it was my ass you wanted,” Justin asked coyly.
“Always,” Brian whispered in an uncharacteristic show of emotion.
Justin glanced at his lover and smiled. He loved when Brian let things like that slip. He hoped that he wasn’t leading Brian into something that would ruin all that. He swallowed and said, “It’ll be fun fucking on your desk.”
“We’ve done it in my office before,” Brian reminded the young man.
“But not on your desk.”
“Why the desk fetish all of a sudden?”
“I was talking to Michael and…”
“What the fuck did he tell you now?”
“That you fucked that Kip Thomas on your desk at Ryder.”
“I’ll murder that blabbermouth!”
“That’s not necessary,” Justin chuckled. “But it made me realize that your desk is one of the places we haven’t christened.”
“True,” Brian said thoughtfully.
“That glass door to your office was a mistake or we could have done this while everyone was working outside,” Justin said with an evil grin.
“I don’t make mistakes,” Brian countered. “And we still could do it with everyone at work.”
“I might,” Brian said evilly.
Justin chuckled. “I can just imagine their faces.”
“Especially Ted’s,” Brian laughed. “Cynthia would enjoy it.”
“Well, she would,” Brian joked. His face turned serious after a moment. “Isn’t today April Fool’s Day?”
“Yeah, I guess it is,” Justin said uncertainly, knowing full well that it was April Fool’s Day. That was one of the main reasons that the gang had chosen this day for Brian’s surprise. But why had Brian brought that up? Maybe Brian was onto them. He could be planning to have all their balls cut off. Justin shuddered.
“At least it’s after twelve,” Brian said out of the blue.
“Huh? What difference does that make?” Justin asked with a frown.
“April Fool’s ends at noon.”
“Yeah,” Brian said with a smirk. “At first I thought you might be leading me into an April Fool’s joke, but you’re too bright to waste a good joke by doing it too late in the day for it to count. Aren’t you?” Brian asked with a raised eyebrow.
“Oh, yeah, sure, never after noon,” Justin stammered.
Brian smiled to himself. “We’re here.”
Justin held his breath as Brian unlocked the door to Kinnetik. He hoped Brian wouldn’t blow a gasket when he found out what they had planned for him. And it wouldn’t even really be an April Fool’s joke if what Brian said about it ending at noon was true. Maybe Brian was kidding.
“Well?” Brian said holding the door open.
“Oh, right,” Justin said as he stepped into the darkness inside the front door of Kinnetik. “Aren’t you going to turn the lights on?”
Justin felt Brian take his arm and guide him through the foyer. “Time to fuck, Sunshine,” Brian chuckled.
“Um, maybe this wasn’t such a good idea.”
“I think it’s an aamaaazing idea,” Brian replied as he spun Justin around and kissed him hard. Brian started tugging at Justin’s jacket, his hand falling to the zipper of Justin’s jeans.
“Brian, wait!” Justin begged pushing Brian’s hand away.
“What for? The place is empty. We can fuck wherever we want.”
“This was your idea. What the fuck is your problem?” Brian asked leaning back to look into Justin’s eyes in the dim light.
“Let’s just … do the desk,” Justin suggested lamely.
Brian released Justin, and headed for the office taking Justin by the hand as he did so. Justin breathed a sigh of relief. He knew everyone would be waiting for them inside the office. He held his breath as Brian pushed open the door.
The lights sprang on and there were loud calls of, “Happy Birthday!” People blew little party horns and everyone cheered.
Justin looked at Brian wondering what the reaction was going to be. Brian was smiling. Justin frowned. He hadn’t expected that, but he decided he should be thankful that Brian hadn’t thrown them all out or walked out himself.
“Aren’t you going to say anything?” Brian asked Justin when the initial uproar died down.
“Me? What for?’
“This is your twenty-first birthday party,” Brian said with a grin.
“No, no, Brian. You misunderstand. It’s your birthday party.”
“One hundred percent wrong, Sunshine! You know I don’t do birthdays, and certainly not birthday parties.”
“Especially after that Death Day party we gave you,” Melanie said with a laugh.
“Especially!” Brian said with a glare at his old nemesis.
“But…” Justin began, his mouth hanging open in surprise. “This is for me?”
“Yes, sweetheart,” Jennifer said as she came forward to give her son a hug and a kiss.
“Thanks, Mom, but I can’t believe you all did this.”
“You only get to be twenty-one once,” Jennifer said with a fond smile.
“Except for Brian who’s been thirty-one several times already,” Ted teased.
“Or you, who has been fifty-one multiple times,” Brian retorted.
Ted opened his mouth in indignation, but then decided that verbal sparring with his boss was not a good idea.
“But my birthday was a couple of months ago,” Justin protested.
“And we’d never have been able to surprise you on that day, so we’re doing it now,” Debbie explained as she pulled Justin into a bone crusher of a hug.
“Let him go, Deb,” Emmett advised when Debbie showed no signs of doing that, and Justin’s face seemed to be taking on a blue tinge.
“Shut the fuck up,” Debbie ordered. “I love this little fucker.”
“Love you too, Deb,” Justin gasped as she finally released him.
“We have cake and presents,” Emmett gushed, giving Justin a warm hug too. “Cue the music,” he called as Ted turned on the sound system.
“I can’t believe you guys did all this.”
“We couldn’t have done it without Brian,” Emmett said.
“You had me convinced that this was a birthday party for Brian,” Justin reminded Emmett.
“And we let everybody think it was a big April Fool’s joke,” Emmett said clapping his hands with glee.
Justin shook his head. “You are the master party planner, Emm.”
“That would be me. Come; let’s get you a drink and some food,” Emmett said taking Justin’s hand and leading him towards the big conference table where a spread was laid out complete with a birthday cake that said Happy 21st, Sunshine! Justin couldn’t wipe the smile off his face.
“You done good, kiddo,” Debbie said giving Brian a kiss on the cheek.
“I may not understand this sentimentality over birthdays, but I can pull off a subterfuge.”
“Convincing Justin that it was for you was a genius idea,” Debbie laughed.
Brian bowed his head in recognition of the compliment, before moving over to where Justin was eating junk food.
“Happy April Fool’s Day,” Brian said with a wicked grin.
“Wasn’t that over at noon?” Justin asked with a chuckle. He knew Brian was saying happy birthday without actually saying it.
“Did you get me a present?” Justin asked looking at the pile of gifts.
“You did!” Justin said with a huge smile on his beautiful face.
“But the main gift will take place on my desk after everyone leaves.”
“I love April Fool’s,” Justin laughed as he flung his arms around Brian’s neck and kissed him until neither of them could breathe. Everyone watched the Brian and Justin show, knowing their plan had worked, and how happy the two lovers were.
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