Somebunny Loves You

Inspired by my new bunny.  It is how he got his name as well.
 

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Brian entered the loft to find a screaming Gus and a very frazzled Justin. Dropping his briefcase on the counter, he pulled Justin in for a kiss and then headed for his son.

“Hey, Sonnyboy, what is the problem here?” Brian looked at his son, then hugged him close, waiting for the boy to stop crying. After a few minutes, Gus was reduced to sniffles. Brian looked over his head at Justin, who shrugged.

“He's been like that since Lindsay dropped him off.” Justin sighed and tried his best to calm his nerves.

“So he's been crying for two hours now?” Brian raised one eyebrow in disbelief before continuing, “And you have no idea why?”

“I couldn't get him to stop crying to tell me why and Lindsay just dropped him and left. Oh, and she said he was your problem for the weekend and not to call her.”

“So the munchers run off for the weekend to do some 'antiquing' and we get stuck with an inconsolable kid? THIS is NOT what I call a good weekend.”

“Who are you telling? I've been listening to it for two flippin' hours. I need a drink.”

Brian listened to the even breathing of his son as he finally slept against his chest. He was hesitant to lie the boy down, afraid it would wake him. He waited several more minutes to be sure he was down for the count and then took the few steps to his bedroom and carefully laid the sleeping child in the middle of the big bed.

Justin was downing his third double shot when Brian came back down. He handed Brian his own drink and moved to the couch.

“Lindsay didn't say shit about what had him so upset?”

“Not a fucking word. I'd like to kill her right about now.”

“Calm down, Sunshine, he's sleeping now.”

“Two fucking hours of screaming does not a calm man make Brian.”

The two sat in silence for half an hour before they heard Gus stir. Justin looked to his partner and warned, “If he starts crying again, I'm sleeping with Debbie tonight.”

Brian quickly went to his son, trying to catch him before he started crying again.

“Hey, Sonny boy, feel better?”

“Bunny, Daddy.”

“Bunnny?”

“Gus wants Bunny. Mama M says No. Gus is sad.”

“So you cried for two hours over a rabbit?”

“Yes, Gus sad. Gus wants bunny wabbit.”

“Come on, Sonny Boy, let's go get some cookies and we'll talk about it with Daddy Justin.”

Brian helped his son down the stairs and sat him in front of cartoons while he got cookies and a juice box for him. Once Gus was settled he motioned for Justin to follow him to the kitchen.

“He wants a fucking rabbit and the munchers won't let him have one.”

“He cried over a fucking rabbit? For two fucking hours? Are you kidding me? Go buy him a damn bunny so he never does that again.”

“This is not a fucking zoo, Sunshine. It's an imported Italian leather furniture filled loft. MY LOFT. That means no rabbits.”

“But, Bri,” Justin started until Brian silenced him with a deep kiss.

“No,” was all Brian answered.

Justin knew to leave it alone so he went over to Gus, and helped the young boy draw pictures for his dad and sister. He watched as Gus drew picture after picture of himself playing with a bunny in different situations. He urged Gus to give a picture to his dad before bed and watched as Brian shot him daggers across the room.

After Gus was down for the night, the partners spent the night watching tv, eating take out and taking every chance to touch. Just before turning in Brian moved his son to his own bed. He was tucking Gus in when the boy's eyes opened wide.

“Daddy, Gus want bunny.”

“Gus, you eat rabbits, not have them as pets. Now go to bed. I love you.”

“Love you too, Daddy.”

The next morning Justin woke to find Brian's spot filled by a miniature version. Smiling he got up to make breakfast only to find a note from Brian on the counter.

'Had to go to the office for a meeting. Be home after lunch. B'

Justin knew it was going to be a tough morning with Gus, but braced himself for it as he made smiley face pancakes for him. He'd just finished them when Gus came toddling down the stairs.

“Daddy J,” Gus said rubbing his eyes, “what does wabbit taste like?”

“What? Where did you hear that you eat rabbit?”

“Daddy told me last night. What does wabbit taste like?”

“I am going to seriously hurt your daddy, Gus.” Justin shook his head at the nerve of his partner. “Some people say that rabbit tastes like chicken. But I've never eaten rabbit, Gus.”

“So wabbit tastes like my chicken nuggets?”

“I guess so, but hey, enough about rabbits. What do you say we go see Gramma Debbie today.”

An hour later Justin stepped outside while Debbie fed Gus cake. He called Brian.

“Hey, Sunshine, how are my boys this morning?”

“I'm going to kill you.”

“Why now?”

“Did you tell Gus that you eat rabbits?”

“I might've, why?”

“I had to spend the whole morning trying to explain what a rabbit tastes like. You owe me. And STOP laughing.”

“So, Sunshine, what does rabbit taste like?”

“How the fuck would I know? When will you be home? You can explain it to him then.”

“I'll be there around 2, and I have a surprise for both of you. So give him a nap early.”

“Yeah, ok, love you.”

“Me too, Sunshine.”

Gus was just waking from his nap when Brian pulled the loft door open. Justin looked up from his seat on the floor and watched as Brian lugged a big cage in with several bags and a box from the local pet store.

“You didn't?” Justin jumped up in surprise, grabbing Gus and heading for Brian.

“I did.”

“Why?”

“ Can't you just see Mel's face when I send Gus home with a bunny? What better revenge is there?”

“You are one evil man Brian Kinney.”

“Yeah, but you love me, so it's all good. Now, Sonny Boy, what should we name your new bunny?” Brian asked as he pulled the bunny out of his box.

“CHICKEN!”

“Gus, you can not name a bunny Chicken.”

“But, Daddy J says a wabbit tastes like chicken. And that's what I wanna name my wabbit. CHICKEN!!”

“How can you argue with that?” Brian held the bunny so that Gus could meet him. “Welcome home Chicken. Welcome Home.”


The END
 

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