To Be With You

A kiss on the temple means- I can't live with out you. The last few weeks had been pretty hectic for Brian. He was working on several accounts at once. The last two weeks Brian worked long hours into the night. Brian barley got to say a few words to Justin before they both fell into an exhausted sleep. Justin was equally busy with his classes and his art. Brian promised himself once the current accounts were under control he would take Justin away for a weekend some place nice. Brian tapped away at his key board stopping every so often to pencil in notes to himself. Every so many hours Cynthia would check in on him, often leaving food or coffee in her wake. He was glad Cynthia decided to stick with him. She was the most loyal employee he'd ever had. Such loyalty was always hard to find. He had just finished up a phone conference meeting, yet another account was in the bag. Brian did some paper work while keeping an eye on the time. He was going to be there for the photo shoot of a new line of luggage. He had very specific idea's and he'd be damned if he would let anyone fuck it up. As he typed he smirked, he was still on top so to speak. Not just anyone could make luggage sexy. He could make anything look sexy, it was a gift. When it was time he headed down to the studio. The concept idea was to have two bags set down on the floor, a couple enveloped in mist lounging on a couch. It gave a sense of passion and mystery. When you looked at the ad you wouldn't be able to tell if the couple had arrived at their destination or were about to embark on a romantic passion filled weekend. It was shot in such a way that the sex of the couple was also a mystery. It was utter genius in Brian's opinion. He demanded more mist to fill the frame. The air of mystery needed to be achieved. When he was satisfied with the amount of shots taken he went back to his office to continue working on the campaign. He only looked up briefly when Cynthia stuck her head in to announce she was heading home. Brian only nodded when he promised not to work to late. When he next looked up again it was eleven p.m. Brian heaved a tired sigh. He'd finished all the paper work. He couldn't wait to go home to Justin. Brian shut down his computer wrote Cynthia a note and tugged on his overcoat. When he got to the loft all was quiet in the darkened loft. He did see a soft glow coming from the bedroom. Not long ago he and Justin sat down and picked out new lights for the bedroom. The lights gave the room a smoky air of mystery. He slowly climbed the bedroom stairs. Brian stopped when he saw that Justin was fast asleep. He always found watching his lover soothing. Brian couldn't help the small smile that crossed his lips. Justin's soft pink lips were parted in sleep. His cheeks were sleep tinged pink. Brian swore he was looking at the face of an angel. He made his way slowly to Justin's side and sat on the edge of the bed, content to watch his lover sleep. Slowly he reached out his hand and brushed a stray blonde lock away from Justin's face. He knew he was incredibly lucky to have Justin in his life, someone that liked him for him and not what he could do for them. All Justin ever wanted was to be with him. Even when he found out that he would be left with one ball. Justin was still here despite all his best efforts at pushing him away. Brian hated to admit it but he wanted to be a part of Justin's life, always. Brian stood and stretched his sore achy muscles. He went to his side of the bed and quietly stripped out of his suit. As an after thought he pulled out two suitcases and left them by the foot of the bed. He'd surprise Justin in the morning. He crawled under the thick duvet. Brian silently curled around his partner trying not to wake Justin. His arm went around Justin chest. Justin easily rolled into his arms. Brian placed a soft gentle kiss on Justin's temple. Justin let out a soft sigh and smiled in his sleep. Brian buried his nose in Justin's silky hair, he didn't want to live without Justin. He could but it wouldn't be as fun, challenging and frustrating. He wouldn't change any of it thought, he had a good life.

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