Makes Me Wonder
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oh_ameliaTitle: More Questions
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hsbfc
Chapter: 27/30
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: language, sex
Summary: Totally AU. Justin asks Brian for his help after Ethan won’t leave him alone. How far will Brian go to help the blond? And how far will Ethan go to make sure Justin is his?
Disclaimer: QUEER AS FOLK is property of COWLIP and SHOWTIME. I own nothing.
Author’s Notes: The title was inspired by Maroon 5’s song MAKES ME WONDER, but has nothing else to do with the song. And I want to say thanks to my wonderful betaelyxer. You rock! Without your encouragement I would not be writing. THANKS and I love ya!
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“So what are you doing here?” Justin asked Daphne as he shut the door. “I didn’t think you were getting in for another week.”
“I wanted to surprise you. The last one didn’t go over so well, so I thought I’d try again.” Daphne smiled.
“Do you want something to drink?” Justin asked, opening the refrigerator.
“No, I want you to come over here and talk to me. You’ve been so vague on the phone.”
“I haven’t been vague,” Justin argued, sitting next to Daphne on the sofa. “There’s just not been that much going on. And I didn’t want to worry you. You had exams that needed your complete attention.”
“And now I don’t. So tell me everything. I want details!”
“Well, it turns out that one of Brian’s friends was meeting up with Ethan at coffee shops.”
“What? That bastard. How’d you find that out?”
“You remember Dr. Cameron?” Justin asked, continuing when Daphne nodded. “Well, he saw them together right before I met him for coffee one day. He had actually gone out on a couple dates with Michael.”
“What did Brian say when he found out?”
“Not too much. He was just in shock mostly. Michael was his best friend since he was young. Over half his life,” Justin answered. “And I think it hurt even worse when Lindsay practically refused to let Brian see Gus when he said he believed me and not Michael.”
“Who’s Lindsay? And who’s Gus?” Daphne asked.
“Gus is Brian’s son, and Lindsay is Gus’ mother.”
“Brian has a kid?” Her mouth hung open. “So he didn’t always know he was gay?”
“No, he’s always known.”
“So how’d Gus come along? Did they do artificial insemination?”
“In the words of Brian Kinney, he jerked off in a cup and they squirted it up her.”
“Eloquent. And nice imagery,” Daphne laughed.
“Isn’t it though,” Justin said dryly. “Thankfully, though, the new guy Michael was seeing also saw him with Ethan at a different time.”
“What?!” Daphne exclaimed. “You’re joking!”
“Nope.” Justin shook his head.
“If I didn’t hate the guy so much right now I’d feel sorry for him. He has shitty luck when it comes to guys.”
“He deserves it.” Justin shrugged his shoulders.
“So what about you and Brian?” Daphne asked. “Have you come to terms with how you feel about him?”
“Yes I have,” he said simply.
“And…” Daphne prodded.
“And you know how freaked out I was after you left,” Justin said, scratching the back of his neck.
“Oh yeah,” Daphne snickered. “All those ‘Daph, I hate you! Why’d you do this to me?’ messages. They freaked my roommate out so much. She was afraid to be alone with me until I told her what happened.”
“Anyway, I finally decided not to let it bother me. I’m in love with him, and I’m fine with it.”
“Just like that?”
“Not just like that.” Justin took a deep breath. “It wasn’t long before things started getting hectic, and I just didn’t have time to think about it anymore. And when I finally did have time to think about it, I was okay with it.”
“Okay.” Daphne chuckled. “So have you told Brian how you feel yet?”
“No.”
“Are you going to?”
“I don’t know. Maybe.” Justin sighed. “So what about you? Are you seeing anyone?”
“I wish,” Daphne said. “If I’m not in classes then I’m either studying for class, working or sleeping. I can’t even remember the last time I got laid.”
“Well, if you can’t remember then it’s been too long.”
“Maybe I’ll look up Billy Hauser,” she said suggestively.
“No, don’t bother. He’s gay.”
“What? When did that happen?”
“I saw him a couple months ago at Babylon,” Justin answered. “He was on his way to the backroom.”
“Did you ever fuck him?”
“No.” Justin shook his head. “But I think Brian might have. Billy is the type Brian usually goes after.”
“I’m gonna have that image in my head all night,” Daphne said with a smile. “Which I have to say, isn’t all that unappealing.”
“Daphne!” Justin exclaimed, laughing.
“What?” Daphne asked innocently. “Gay sex is hot.”
“Yes it is,” Justin smiled. “So how long are you here for?”
“Actually, I’m here for good. I decided to transfer to Carnegie Mellon.”
“Daph, that’s fantastic.” Justin engulfed his friend in a hug. “Why didn’t you say something sooner?”
“I didn’t want to say anything until it was a sure thing,” Daphne answered. “I only got my acceptance letter a couple days ago.”
“You still should have said something.”
“The only downside is that I’m gonna have to live at home until I can find an apartment. Student housing is full.”
“Do you remember how we used to talk about sharing an apartment when we got to college?”
“We had everything worked out too.” Daphne smiled.
“Just think,” Justin said. “Now you won’t have to worry about me keeping you up all night with my sexual escapades,” he joked.
“Oh, please Taylor.” Daphne playfully punched him on the arm. “You would’ve been kept up by me.”
“This is coming from you,” Justin snickered. “Miss It’s-been-so-long-since-I’ve-had-sex-I-can’t-remember-when-it-was.”
“Fuck you.”
“You know, maybe we can still live together,” Justin said.
“What’re you talking about? You live here with Brian.”
“For now, but that was only cause Ethan is crazy and Brian didn’t think I should be by myself,” Justin reasoned. “If I live with you, I won’t be alone.”
“Justin, as much as I would love to share an apartment with you, I really think you should talk to Brian first. And you can’t tell me that you don’t love it here with him.”
“I do love it here,” Justin confirmed. “But Ethan hasn’t done anything threatening lately, and his last plan failed so dismally, so maybe he’ll giving up. And I don’t want to be here just because Brian has this compulsive need to protect me. I want him to want me here because it’s what he wants.”
“Well don’t rush into anything,” Daphne said firmly. “It will still be a couple months before I have enough for a deposit. So no rash decisions. Promise?”
“I promise.”
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Brian entered the diner and made his way to the counter. He placed an order to go for him and Justin, and had a cup of coffee while he waited. When he saw a man with greasy blond hair come in he had to do a double take. The suit the man was wearing was very familiar to him. He hesitated a moment before making his way to the back where the man had sat down.
“Ben.” Brian smiled when he saw who the blond man was with.
“Hey, Brian. How are you?” Ben greeted him with a smile.
“Great. I’m great.” Brian smiled back. “It’s nice to see you’ve moved on already.”
“I’ve moved on, but not with him,” Ben chuckled. “This is my brother, Brandon.”
“Brandon, nice to meet you.” Brian held out his hand. “I like your suit. Where’d you get it?”
“I bought it,” Brandon answered as he shook Brian’s hand. “Why?”
“Where?” Brian asked, raising an eyebrow skeptically.
“I own an upscale pawn shop,” Brandon answered. “This guy brought in some suits a couple months ago. They belonged to his ex-brother-in-law. I liked them so much, I decided to keep them. Besides, no one wanted to pay what they were worth.”
“Really?” Brian asked disbelievingly. “Someone brought in Armani suits to a pawn shop?”
“Yes,” Brandon answered. “They did.”
“What’s all this about, Brian?” Ben asked, his brows furrowed in concern.
“I think you’ll find that if you look at the inside cuff, that you’ll see a label that has the initials B.A.K. on it,” Brian said to Brandon as he sat down next to Ben. “Go ahead, look.”
Brandon hesitated before taking off the jacket and looking inside the cuff. “Well damn. How the fuck did you know that?”
“Because it’s my fucking suit. It was custom made for me,” Brian answered. “My loft was robbed, and all my clothes were stolen. Along with almost everything else.”
“Mother fucker. I knew there was something weird about that guy,” Brandon said. “He acted way too nervous to be doing anything honest.”
“Did he bring in anything else? Shoes? Belts? A Philippe Stark juicer?” Brian questioned.
“Nope, just the suits.” Brandon shrugged.
“The guy…what did he look like?” Brian asked as he leaned forward on the table.
“He’s short, has brown hair, beady little eyes, thin, not all that attractive.” Brandon described the man who sold the suits. “His face had this weasel quality to it.”
“Did he have any facial hair?” Brian asked. He knew Ben would have said something if it was Ethan, but he had to be sure.
“No.” Brandon shook his head. “He was clean shaven.”
“Shit,” Brian growled. “Do you remember his name?”
“No. Never asked for it. Did he ever tell you?” Brandon asked, questioning Ben.
“He was about to, before you interrupted us,” Ben answered.
“I do have a receipt though. His name would be on that.”
“Can I see it?” Brian asked.
“Yeah, sure.” Brandon nodded. “It’s back at my store. Come by tomorrow and you can take a look at it.” He handed Brian his business card.
“Thanks,” Brian said, pocketing the card and standing up. “I’ll be by first thing in the morning.”
He made his way back to the counter where Kiki was waiting for him with his order. On the drive home his mind kept racing over the description Brandon gave him. If it wasn’t the chin rat then who was it?
Chapter 26 | Chapter 28
Author:
hsbfcChapter: 27/30
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: language, sex
Summary: Totally AU. Justin asks Brian for his help after Ethan won’t leave him alone. How far will Brian go to help the blond? And how far will Ethan go to make sure Justin is his?
Disclaimer: QUEER AS FOLK is property of COWLIP and SHOWTIME. I own nothing.
Author’s Notes: The title was inspired by Maroon 5’s song MAKES ME WONDER, but has nothing else to do with the song. And I want to say thanks to my wonderful beta
elyxer. You rock! Without your encouragement I would not be writing. THANKS and I love ya! PREVIOUS CHAPTERS: Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7 | Chapter 8 | Chapter 9 | Chapter 10 | Chapter 11 | Chapter 12 | Chapter 13 | Chapter 14 | Chapter 15 | Chapter 16 | Chapter 17 | Chapter 18 | Chapter 19 | Chapter 20 | Chapter 21 | Chapter 22 | Chapter 23 | Chapter 24 | Chapter 25 | Chapter 26
“So what are you doing here?” Justin asked Daphne as he shut the door. “I didn’t think you were getting in for another week.”
“I wanted to surprise you. The last one didn’t go over so well, so I thought I’d try again.” Daphne smiled.
“Do you want something to drink?” Justin asked, opening the refrigerator.
“No, I want you to come over here and talk to me. You’ve been so vague on the phone.”
“I haven’t been vague,” Justin argued, sitting next to Daphne on the sofa. “There’s just not been that much going on. And I didn’t want to worry you. You had exams that needed your complete attention.”
“And now I don’t. So tell me everything. I want details!”
“Well, it turns out that one of Brian’s friends was meeting up with Ethan at coffee shops.”
“What? That bastard. How’d you find that out?”
“You remember Dr. Cameron?” Justin asked, continuing when Daphne nodded. “Well, he saw them together right before I met him for coffee one day. He had actually gone out on a couple dates with Michael.”
“What did Brian say when he found out?”
“Not too much. He was just in shock mostly. Michael was his best friend since he was young. Over half his life,” Justin answered. “And I think it hurt even worse when Lindsay practically refused to let Brian see Gus when he said he believed me and not Michael.”
“Who’s Lindsay? And who’s Gus?” Daphne asked.
“Gus is Brian’s son, and Lindsay is Gus’ mother.”
“Brian has a kid?” Her mouth hung open. “So he didn’t always know he was gay?”
“No, he’s always known.”
“So how’d Gus come along? Did they do artificial insemination?”
“In the words of Brian Kinney, he jerked off in a cup and they squirted it up her.”
“Eloquent. And nice imagery,” Daphne laughed.
“Isn’t it though,” Justin said dryly. “Thankfully, though, the new guy Michael was seeing also saw him with Ethan at a different time.”
“What?!” Daphne exclaimed. “You’re joking!”
“Nope.” Justin shook his head.
“If I didn’t hate the guy so much right now I’d feel sorry for him. He has shitty luck when it comes to guys.”
“He deserves it.” Justin shrugged his shoulders.
“So what about you and Brian?” Daphne asked. “Have you come to terms with how you feel about him?”
“Yes I have,” he said simply.
“And…” Daphne prodded.
“And you know how freaked out I was after you left,” Justin said, scratching the back of his neck.
“Oh yeah,” Daphne snickered. “All those ‘Daph, I hate you! Why’d you do this to me?’ messages. They freaked my roommate out so much. She was afraid to be alone with me until I told her what happened.”
“Anyway, I finally decided not to let it bother me. I’m in love with him, and I’m fine with it.”
“Just like that?”
“Not just like that.” Justin took a deep breath. “It wasn’t long before things started getting hectic, and I just didn’t have time to think about it anymore. And when I finally did have time to think about it, I was okay with it.”
“Okay.” Daphne chuckled. “So have you told Brian how you feel yet?”
“No.”
“Are you going to?”
“I don’t know. Maybe.” Justin sighed. “So what about you? Are you seeing anyone?”
“I wish,” Daphne said. “If I’m not in classes then I’m either studying for class, working or sleeping. I can’t even remember the last time I got laid.”
“Well, if you can’t remember then it’s been too long.”
“Maybe I’ll look up Billy Hauser,” she said suggestively.
“No, don’t bother. He’s gay.”
“What? When did that happen?”
“I saw him a couple months ago at Babylon,” Justin answered. “He was on his way to the backroom.”
“Did you ever fuck him?”
“No.” Justin shook his head. “But I think Brian might have. Billy is the type Brian usually goes after.”
“I’m gonna have that image in my head all night,” Daphne said with a smile. “Which I have to say, isn’t all that unappealing.”
“Daphne!” Justin exclaimed, laughing.
“What?” Daphne asked innocently. “Gay sex is hot.”
“Yes it is,” Justin smiled. “So how long are you here for?”
“Actually, I’m here for good. I decided to transfer to Carnegie Mellon.”
“Daph, that’s fantastic.” Justin engulfed his friend in a hug. “Why didn’t you say something sooner?”
“I didn’t want to say anything until it was a sure thing,” Daphne answered. “I only got my acceptance letter a couple days ago.”
“You still should have said something.”
“The only downside is that I’m gonna have to live at home until I can find an apartment. Student housing is full.”
“Do you remember how we used to talk about sharing an apartment when we got to college?”
“We had everything worked out too.” Daphne smiled.
“Just think,” Justin said. “Now you won’t have to worry about me keeping you up all night with my sexual escapades,” he joked.
“Oh, please Taylor.” Daphne playfully punched him on the arm. “You would’ve been kept up by me.”
“This is coming from you,” Justin snickered. “Miss It’s-been-so-long-since-I’ve-had-sex-I-can’t-remember-when-it-was.”
“Fuck you.”
“You know, maybe we can still live together,” Justin said.
“What’re you talking about? You live here with Brian.”
“For now, but that was only cause Ethan is crazy and Brian didn’t think I should be by myself,” Justin reasoned. “If I live with you, I won’t be alone.”
“Justin, as much as I would love to share an apartment with you, I really think you should talk to Brian first. And you can’t tell me that you don’t love it here with him.”
“I do love it here,” Justin confirmed. “But Ethan hasn’t done anything threatening lately, and his last plan failed so dismally, so maybe he’ll giving up. And I don’t want to be here just because Brian has this compulsive need to protect me. I want him to want me here because it’s what he wants.”
“Well don’t rush into anything,” Daphne said firmly. “It will still be a couple months before I have enough for a deposit. So no rash decisions. Promise?”
“I promise.”
Brian entered the diner and made his way to the counter. He placed an order to go for him and Justin, and had a cup of coffee while he waited. When he saw a man with greasy blond hair come in he had to do a double take. The suit the man was wearing was very familiar to him. He hesitated a moment before making his way to the back where the man had sat down.
“Ben.” Brian smiled when he saw who the blond man was with.
“Hey, Brian. How are you?” Ben greeted him with a smile.
“Great. I’m great.” Brian smiled back. “It’s nice to see you’ve moved on already.”
“I’ve moved on, but not with him,” Ben chuckled. “This is my brother, Brandon.”
“Brandon, nice to meet you.” Brian held out his hand. “I like your suit. Where’d you get it?”
“I bought it,” Brandon answered as he shook Brian’s hand. “Why?”
“Where?” Brian asked, raising an eyebrow skeptically.
“I own an upscale pawn shop,” Brandon answered. “This guy brought in some suits a couple months ago. They belonged to his ex-brother-in-law. I liked them so much, I decided to keep them. Besides, no one wanted to pay what they were worth.”
“Really?” Brian asked disbelievingly. “Someone brought in Armani suits to a pawn shop?”
“Yes,” Brandon answered. “They did.”
“What’s all this about, Brian?” Ben asked, his brows furrowed in concern.
“I think you’ll find that if you look at the inside cuff, that you’ll see a label that has the initials B.A.K. on it,” Brian said to Brandon as he sat down next to Ben. “Go ahead, look.”
Brandon hesitated before taking off the jacket and looking inside the cuff. “Well damn. How the fuck did you know that?”
“Because it’s my fucking suit. It was custom made for me,” Brian answered. “My loft was robbed, and all my clothes were stolen. Along with almost everything else.”
“Mother fucker. I knew there was something weird about that guy,” Brandon said. “He acted way too nervous to be doing anything honest.”
“Did he bring in anything else? Shoes? Belts? A Philippe Stark juicer?” Brian questioned.
“Nope, just the suits.” Brandon shrugged.
“The guy…what did he look like?” Brian asked as he leaned forward on the table.
“He’s short, has brown hair, beady little eyes, thin, not all that attractive.” Brandon described the man who sold the suits. “His face had this weasel quality to it.”
“Did he have any facial hair?” Brian asked. He knew Ben would have said something if it was Ethan, but he had to be sure.
“No.” Brandon shook his head. “He was clean shaven.”
“Shit,” Brian growled. “Do you remember his name?”
“No. Never asked for it. Did he ever tell you?” Brandon asked, questioning Ben.
“He was about to, before you interrupted us,” Ben answered.
“I do have a receipt though. His name would be on that.”
“Can I see it?” Brian asked.
“Yeah, sure.” Brandon nodded. “It’s back at my store. Come by tomorrow and you can take a look at it.” He handed Brian his business card.
“Thanks,” Brian said, pocketing the card and standing up. “I’ll be by first thing in the morning.”
He made his way back to the counter where Kiki was waiting for him with his order. On the drive home his mind kept racing over the description Brandon gave him. If it wasn’t the chin rat then who was it?
