“What If…” 

Brian had seen Justin with Kip and Interfered

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Brian was leaving Babylon and heading home. He had searched for Justin all over and still hadn't found him. Noone had seen him all night, the only lead he had got was from some trick who thought he had seen him in the john.

A noise caught his attention just as he reached the jeep and he turned back to see what it was. He followed the sound to the alley behind the club and couldn't believe his eyes.

"What the fuck is going on here?"

Justin jumped at the sound of Brian's voice and stammered, "Brian what are you doing here? I thought you had a meeting with Melanie."

"Fuck Melanie. What the fuck are you doing with this loser?"

"You know him, kid?"

"Fuck you Kip. He more than knows me, he's my boyfriend. Now what the fuck are you doing on your knees in front of his dick?"

"Brian it's not what you think. I was just..."

"You were just what? Getting your dick sucked by this fucking loser? Do you know who he is Justin?"

"Yeah, I know. He's the guy who filed the harassment charge against you. I was just trying to help."

"HELP? Are you fucking crazy? You can't help me by doing this. Just let Melanie handle it, that's what I'm paying her for."

"I just wanted to help you, Brian."

"Get in the jeep Justin. NOW."

Justin did as he was told, worried that Brian was going to make the situation worse. He tried to keep an eye on them as he walked slowly to the jeep.

"Kip, you fucking little prick, don't ever let me catch you near Justin again. Or I will kill you."

Brian grabbed him by the shirt and punched him hard in the face.

"You're gonna pay for this Brian. I'm gonna ruin you."

Brian walked back to the jeep trying to keep his anger under control. He slid behind the wheel and sped off without even looking at Justin. Justin decided it was best to keep quiet until they made it home. When Brian was in this kind of mood he was unbearable.

Once inside the loft Brian threw his jacket on the floor and took the stairs two at a time, heading for the bathroom. Turning the shower on he ran back down stairs and picked Justin up carrying him up the stairs and depositing him fully clothed under the stream of hot water.

"Wash that bastard off of you." he called as he left the room. Justin found Brian sitting on the bed when he came out of the bathroom.

"Brian, let me explain."

"Save it, I don't want to hear it."

"Too bad, cause you're gonna hear it. I only wanted to help you."

"By what? Getting your dick sucked? Then what?"

"I was going to tell him I was underage and that my father would call the cops if he didn't drop the harassment charge against you."

"Justin, I can take care of myself. I don't want you fixing things that are none of your business. Kip is my problem, not yours."

"Your problems are my problems, Brian. I love you. I want to help you."

"Damnit Justin. I love you too and I don't want you to get hurt. So stay out of it."

"What did you say Brian?"

"What?"

"You just said you love me."

"No I didn't. You're hearing things now." Brian ran a hand through his hair and turned his back to Justin. Justin steppd around him and looked at him.

"Yes you did. You just said you love me. Say it again Brian."

"NO."

"If you do I promise to not get involved with Kip."

"Damn you Justin. Stay out of it. He could really hurt you. I can handle him. I don't want anything to happen to you."

"Then say it."

"Will it shut you up?"

"Yep."

"I love you Justin."

Justin jumped into Brian's arms and kissed him hard.

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