Tenement Funster

A Meeting of The Present and Past...

A/N - I have not updated this in months.  Sorry! 

John were a nervous expression as he and Brian walked from the tube stop to the print shop.  Brian was certain everything would be fine and smiled at his friend.  Both of their breaths visible in the cold morning air.  

"Relax..."  Brian told him.  John nodded and looked around at the street.  Seeing where this shop was actually located.  Trying to prepare himself for the interview.  They reached the shop and Brian opened the front door.  Allowing John to enter before he did.  Carl was standing at the counter and smiled at them both.

"Good morning..."  Carl greeted.  

"Good morning..."  Brian replied.  "Carl Burns meet John Deacon..."  he said as he introduced the men.  They shook hands and Brian and John removed their coats.  

"Let's go have a look at the equipment and you can tell me what you are familiar with..."  Carl proposed to John .  Brian and John followed him into the back area of the shop as Carl switched on the light.  The equipment had all of the covers removed and Carl gestured at the wall rack containing some cloth aprons.  "If you need an apron...help yourself..." he offered.  

"Thanks..." John replied as he took an apron and placed it over his head.  Tying the strings in back as he walked over to the large press Carl was standing next to.  He instantly smiled as he recognized the type of press it was.   "My dad ran one of those..."  John exclaimed with delight as Carl smiled widely at the news.

"It sounds like we are off to a good start..."  Carl remarked as Brian knew this was going to work out.

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"You should probably pack some warmer things..."  Brian told Roger as he watched him lay out the clothes he planned to take on his trip with Freddie.  Brian sat up against the headboard examining the blonds selection  process.  Noting the choices from his boyfriend's already vast wardrobe.

"I've got my fancy coat..." Roger reminded him as he decided what outfits he was wearing for the Paris buying excursion.  "I'll be alright..."  he assured his boyfriend.

"Don't come home with a cold..."  Brian cautioned as Roger frowned at him.

"You know that is bullshit...right?"  Roger informed him.  "Colds are from a virus...not from getting chilly outdoors..." he pointed out.   Brian shrugged at the information.

"Anyway..."   Brian responded as Roger firmly decided on his favorite pair of black trousers and the burgundy blazer. 

"Anyway what?"  Roger questioned as he considered what shoes to take and was curious what was really on Brian's mind.

"You're not going to go out to those clubs again and get hit on by those French creeps are you?"  Brian questioned.  Roger realized that was the point of this conversation. Not how warm he planned to dress.

"We might go to a club...I don't know what is planned..."  Roger answered honestly.  "I have no intention of taking up anyone's offers if that is what you are worried about..." he clarified as Brian listened.  

"I'm not worried about that..."  Brian quickly responded.  "I guess I just hate the idea of these men getting to admire you in your sexy outfits in a romantic city and I'm stuck back here wishing it was me..."  Brian admitted.   Roger smiled broadly at his boyfriend.  Amused at his confession.

"Do you need me to put on one of my sexy outfits and waltz around the house in it for your pleasure?"  Roger teased.  Getting a mild blush out of Brian.