Midol More Drug_side_effects A GIFT TO GET 'SMART "AFTERNOON

promise I am a very punctual person but in this of congratulations on LJ seems to always arrive late. Sorry, I was disconnected from the world yesterday but today I leave a small gift.

is a fic set in a moment that all seemed poorly resolved in the series ... this (could not find it dubbed in English, sorry).

time ago I wrote but was not sure that I would like it because I had my own theory about Brian at the time. The day I met fbaeza comment this theme and both agree that, no matter how "tough" you are in a situation is impossible not to fall apart ...a.
I want you to put your ass on the bed, the son of a bitch, and you eat the fucking chicken soup. "


BRIAN POV 'd forgotten how persistent it is. I try to say something hurtful that made him change his mind but another twinge of pain made me give up and turn me into the bedroom trying not to complain. Damn, it hurts, and I'm not even aware that I am able to walk upright. Kinnetik I left with the intention of getting into my bed, hiding under the covers and, perhaps, disappear. "To die young leave a beautiful corpse", how many times he repeated these words over the years? but it is not easy, not when there are some important things that bind you to life. Is Gus, I thoughtba everything was reduced to cum in a jar but it turned out that I care about my son, and is Michael, it is curious how much it would bother me defraud, and of course there is Justin, and appears not to have the slightest intention of leaving. I lie in bed clothes, the pain is still there and I bet he could not undress. For some strange reason I need to keep my arms around my body, hiding my illness. Justin comes over with a bowl of soup, do not say anything because there is nothing to say, is a fact, Brian Kinney is really screwed. JUSTIN POV Way to bed with a bowl of soup in my hands, I see her arms curled tightly in her lap and I have to curb the urge to hug himand say ... but just try not to show how much that scares me to see well. I approached the plate and I hope he takes to react and move very slowly, finally takes the spoon but kept his left arm close to your body, saying clearly to what extent is screwed. Slowly takes a couple of spoonfuls of soup. I look at her face is pale and has two small dark streaks under his eyes. Suddenly a look of pain crosses her face just as it leaves the spoon in the dish. Squeeze his arms against his body, I hear your breathing and a moan that becomes trapped in the back of his throat, and I can not do anything but wait, wait it out, wait for me to watch orché of my home as a cocoon that I am.

glides down the side of the bed to my feet and barefoot, I let myself do it because I'm too tired, too sore to refuse or protest.
slowly begins to strip, unzipping one by one the buttons of my shirt, brushing his fingers warm and soft. Does the same with my pants, sliding down my thighs and I realize that for the first time in my fucking life I feel vulnerable as I left bare by another man.

Justin comes over and kisses my lips, I feel the touch of his fingers into the elastic of my underwear doing that all my alarms go off and panic seizes me
-Justin, and although no one .- I'm sure whispere same gesture and how different is the feeling now. He left his boxer
aside and approached my hand, rubbing his thigh, pressing it gently until it separates the legs. Has completely shaved pubis, and that surprised me ... and there is very close to his groin. Is smaller than I expected, the skin is slightly irritated about yet and with the tips of my fingers, carefully, I rub. - Does it hurt? - Will look into your eyes, he will not depart from the mine and need not answer me.

I lean over his body and left a soft kiss right on the incision and that is when I hear "Funny, when I was there, there was no note, and now ... not now that Brian ...- -... hawks before continuing now that is gone,I remember the constant annoyance as long as there is nothing that shakes ...- noticed how the voice and I'm dying to hug him and say it does not matter, everything will be fine, but again I do not. .. just look at him, biting his lip and his eyes shining dangerously again. BRIAN POV



All this is damn hard, I'm more scared of what I've been in a long time and I noticed how her voice trembles. Justin looks at me and somehow I know that no matter, to him I'm still the same but my left testicle is no longer there ... is more than I can say about myself.

again kiss my lips before the sheets away for me to get inside, and I do, without complaining, without uttering aironic word for his gesture ... because I feel it's okay, I feel I need all this, I need to Justin.

I curl under the covers and close my eyes, I hear the hiss of his clothes while naked and in a moment sinking mattress next to me and I feel the body heat of Justin.

I open my eyes and I find yours. No need to say anything because I see clearly ... his love, who has confessed to me from day one, is there, in the vast and beautiful blue eyes. I approach it until our bodies rub together and immediately noticed how the pain comes back to sting. My body tenses for a moment waiting to happen until the next wave.

When the pain gives me a descas their lips gently kiss my head. This is when the words that echo in my mind for days, out of my mouth without realizing "I'm fucking scared
.- my voice shakes back and close my eyes in a failed attempt to control my tears" I
.- whispers pressing harder, making me feel I'm not alone in this ... persistent grateful for what it is.



Besotes my loves.

* I have a meme waiting ... I know when I can I get it.