Beautiful Blond Twinks

Brian and Justin settled themselves into their usual positions.  It seemed like the normal evening for them.  Brian had his arm around the kid who seemed to be quite happy snuggling up to Brian.

"Are you still mad?" Brian asked Justin.

"I was never mad – and I am not mad now," Justin responded.  "I still don't know why I couldn't have gone along with you, but I always do things the way you want to do them – and I never get mad."

"Then you won't get mad if I don't tell you what happened today, right?" Brian grinned.

"No I won't," Justin grinned back, "But I just might nag you until you get mad, Mr. Kinney.  Not that I'll be really nagging but that's what you'll call it and you'll get mad – or act mad – or whatever you do when you're mad.  That could be a possibility."

Silence descended on the loft at this point.  Perhaps the guys were considering the possibilities.  Anyhow, it didn't last long.

"Well, are you going to tell me what happened?" Justin asked, after a while.

"Yeah, I think so," Brian responded.  "Most of it anyhow."

"And are you also going to tell me why I couldn't go along?" Justin proceeded.

"I can't tell you much more about that than I already told you," Brian reasoned.  "I wanted to visit Brandon in the hospital.  I didn't know how it would go and I didn't want you there to tell me what I did wrong if things didn't go well."

"Then how were you expecting to know what you did wrong if I wasn't there to tell you?" Justin wanted to know, a smile on his face.

"I was going to try to figure it out for myself," Brian smiled back at him.  "If I wanted to really know what I did wrong, I would have taken both you and my mother along.  What you didn't notice she would have – and vice versa.  You are the two greatest living experts on what I do wrong."

"You forgot Melanie," Justin laughed.

""And you had to remind me," Brian laughed back.  "But things went pretty well today, I thought.  I don't think Brandon and I are ever going to be real big friends or anything like that– but you were right about him.  He has changed."

"I bet Jason was there for this big meeting," Justin decided.  "I can check with him to see if you leave out any details."

"I don't think so, Baby," Brian told him.  "Jason was there when I got there but Brandon told him to go down to the cafeteria and get something to eat.  Jason complained something about having just come up from the cafeteria but Brandon told him to go back down to the cafeteria and he went."

"That's what all we beautiful blond twinks do," Justin responded in kind.  "We always do just what we're told.  That's why we're in such demand."

"Yeah," Brian agreed.  "What would a beautiful blond twink be good for if he didn't do just what he was told?"

"Can't think of a thing," Justin refused the challenge.  "Now tell me what went on."

"Well, Brandon thanked us for helping out with the benefit," Brian said.  "And he thanked us for being such a help to Jason too."

"Notice that he thanked us and one of us was not there to get thanked," Justin pointed out.

"Baby, you know darn well that he's already thanked you a couple of times," Brian came back.  "You've already been in to see him a couple of times with Jason and he's already thanked you.  I still think it was better that I went to see him by myself – and somehow or other, I think you think it was better for me to go by myself too.  I'm not sure why you're complaining but I think you do think I did the right thing.  Is that another thing blond twinks do?"

"You think blond twinks like to complain, Brian Kinney?" Justin seemed surprised, "And by the way, it's supposed to be 'beautiful blond twinks' and not just 'blond twinks.'"

"Well if it's only the beautiful blond twinks who complain, Baby," Brian leaned over and kissed the kid,  "You have to be the most beautiful blond twink in the world."

"Damned if you aren't sharp tonight, Kinney," Justin remarked.  "I may never find out what went on at the hospital if you don't want to tell me."

"But I do want to tell you," Brian said, "And you'd never really give up till you knew it all – or thought you did – so I am going to tell you at least most of it.  Brandon said he had me figured out all wrong.  He thought I was fading away at Babylon and that's why I got involved with you.  He couldn't imagine anybody giving up what I was at Babylon – and what he was later on.  When he found out that I really wasn't fading, he couldn't figure out what would make me give up that life, take up with you and maybe even settle down a little bit – not that we have settled down all that much."

"Well I hope you told him what a catch I was," Justin broke in.  "I hope you told him why it was worth giving up all that stuff for me."

"Well you can be sure that was exactly what I was planning to tell him, Baby, but I never got to do it," Brian described the situation.  "He went right on to tell me that when he met Jason he figured it all out himself.  I think he said he had to pursue Jason though because Jason wasn't all that interested in Brandon at first."

"You liar, Brian Kinney," Justin interrupted.  "You big liar.  You forget that I have talked to Jason a lot more than you have talked to Brandon.  Jason told me how Brandon tried to get away.  In fact…."

"In fact, my blond twink helped his blond twink capture him," Brian laughed.  "Brandon said he always suspected that, but that Jason would never admit it.  But now right from the horse's mouth…."

"I think what's said between us in front of our magic fireplace should stay right here in front of our fireplace," Justin decided.

"Well I'm not sure it always has," Brian replied, "But if that's how you want it this time, I guess that's OK with me.  I think Brandon would want to thank you now though.  He's pretty happy about how things turned out."

"Well maybe so, Bri," Justin said, "But Jason might not.  I don't think he would want Brandon to know for sure that he had any help in the pursuit.   He knows Brandon has suspicions. Us beautiful blond twinks have to stick together, you know."

Yeah, you beautiful blond twinks sure do know how to stick," Brian agreed.  "No doubt about that."

"Any complaints?" Justin wanted to know.

"I never complain," Brian told him.  Justin liked that answer so he did not reply.  One of the quiet periods that punctuated their chats followed.  It could be they liked the quiet periods better than the conversation but they liked both.

"Baby," Brian broke the silence to ask, "Did you have any help from 'The Association of Beautiful Blond Twinks' in your relentless pursuit of me?"

"Do you think I would have needed it, Brian?" Justin questioned in return.

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