Sealing the Deal

What a weird night. It started out with a lot of tension between Brian and me. See yesterday he asked me to move back in with him. And I turned him down. We were at the loft just sitting on those large cushions he has. They were sprawled around the place because of the lack of furniture due to the whole Stockwell debacle. Anyway I’m sidetracking, we were lounging around smoking pot, drinking, it was still early so I wasn’t drunk or stoned…yet. Brian then just blurted it out.

“Wanna move back in?” I’m of course taking a hit off the joint when he asked so I started to cough.

“What did you say?”

“Do. You. Want. To. Move. Back. In?” Brian asked, he looked right at me and enunciated every word. I just stared at him, totally in shock.

“Here…in the loft…with you?” Okay so it was a stupid thing to ask but I never imagined he’d ask, like ever. Brian then rolled his eyes.

“Yes here, with me. Well? Yes or no?” He raised his eyebrows and I just started to shake my head.

“No.”  And for a second I could see he was hurt. He then got up and started to busy himself in the kitchen just to get away from me. I had hurt him, he really wanted me there but I couldn’t say yes. I always thought that the next time I would move in that would be it. You know we would be settled, just us, no tricks, and no strangers in our bed. I tried to explain this but Brian wouldn’t let me.

“Look Bri…”

“It doesn’t matter, just forget I fucking asked."  He wouldn’t let me explain, I could have been more assertive, you know really kept at it. Instead I left. I shouldn’t have but he would have gone if not me.

So this morning I had a shift at the diner. The boys all there of course, except Ted. It was still only 2 weeks since he went into rehab and since Stockwell had lost. Brian told me last night to forget he had asked me to move in. So I went around as normal, you know bussing tables, taking orders and taking long breaks so I could chat with the boys. Brian of course being the complete twat he is, ignored me all morning. I don’t know if the boys noticed this or not but Brian doesn’t really do public displays of affection anyway so things could have just looked normal.

Earlier tonight I went to Woody’s, it was of course Karaoke night. I found when I got there Michael and Ben discussing the latest in the Hunter saga. Vic and Rodney completely oblivious to anyone else there you know all loved up and Deb trying to pry information out of Brian as to why he was so down. Trying to act normal, I sat down next to Brian, kissed him on the cheek and said the usual hellos to everyone. Brian then got up to leave. I couldn’t stand him ignoring me just because he was embarrassed so I ran up to the microphone up on stage.

“Brian don’t go! Just stop right there."

Luckily he did, Brian was stood by the door and turned to face me.

“Look you don’t have to worry I’m not gonna start singing like that time Michael did for Ben, I just want to explain why I was an idiot and why I said no. You and me Bri we couldn’t get more different. Your tall, I’m short…er, your dark, I’m fair, you don’t believe in love and then there’s me a big romantic at heart."

The whole time I could see Brian smiling.

“Maybe that’s why we’re perfect for each other because they say opposites attract, and you know I love you, and despite trying to continually deny it I’m afraid Mr Kinney you know you love me too. Okay so I’m getting sappy but you really surprised me when you asked me last night and there’s stuff we need to talk about in private so the whole of Woody’s can’t hear but if the offer still stands I want to accept."

I then looked right at Brian and he nodded his head so I ran up to him and hugged him. “Romantic twat.” I heard whispered into my ear. We then left and went back to the loft. Brian never being the big talker actually began the conversation.

“So apart from being surprised why did you say no?”

“Look, you know if it were up to me we’d be the happy homo couple, you know monogamous, committed, uh…big house, nice cars, dog, wedding in Vermont, but realistically that ain’t gonna happen, I know that, you know that. But I always thought the next time we would live together it would be just us, no tricks, and so if I move in I don’t want you to bring any tricks home.”

Brian then raised his eye brows “You’re serious?”

“Yeah.” It was almost whispered.

“But this is my place; I can bring home whoever I want.”

“Exactly, your place, not ours, yours…last time when I lived here I felt like a fucking roommate, like I would come home late from work and you’d have some trick in ‘your’ bed and I couldn’t even go to sleep."  Brian just stared at me but I carried on talking I figured I might as well get this out in the open.

“You want to know the truth; since we’ve gotten back together I haven’t been with anyone else. You can fuck a hundred guys if you want to, I really can’t do anything about it, I don’t like it but…” I shrugged my shoulders “I just don’t want to see it when I come home…I don‘t think I’m asking a lot, I’m not asking for a ring or some sort of ceremony.  I just want to be able to come home and not worry about finding you with some guy.  Well?”

“So for you to move back in I can’t bring any tricks home?”

“Yeah.” I whispered.

“Okay.”

“What?”

“OKAY.”

“What?”

“Christ Justin, I won’t bring anyone home.”

“Really?”

“YES!”

“Promise?”

“I promise.”

I then practically jumped on him and we fucked like the whole night. It sort of sealed the deal.

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