Memories {A compilation of Britin short stories}

Story 12: Don't Do That

"Don't do that. Because then I'm going to forgive you and think that you care about me. And I know you don't."

"Do what? And who's to say I don't care about you...?"

"That." Justin pushed Brian's hand away from his face. "And you said you didn't care about me. You've always said all you want to do is fuck."

Brian's face fell and his jaw set. "And you're right, I do like fucking." He took a tentative step closer to the younger man, lowering his head to look Justin in the eye. "So what do you want me to say then, Sunshine?"

"I want you to say how you really feel about me, Brian."

Brian huffed almost in disbelief. "What do you want me say, Justin?" he asked, frowning slightly. "I just told you, I care about you."

"I want you to say what you're too afraid to say. Say that you love me."

Brian sighed, fingers running through his hair. I don't know if I can! "Justin... Listen to me," he said slowly, quietly. "I care about you."

Justin sighed. He supposed that was as close to I love you as he was ever going to get from Brian. He moved closer to the brunette and took his face in his hands. "I believe you."

Brian nodded slowly, his eyes closing at the feel of Justin's touch. "If you believe me, then..." He opened his eyes, fixing them on the younger man's face. "Why are you always asking?"

"Because sometimes you don't act like it. And you've been with so many guys. Sometimes, I think you're getting bored with me."

"What does the number of guys I've been with have to do with how I feel about you? You're still around, aren't you?"

"What if one day you don't want me around?"

"I doubt that would ever happen."

"Really?" Justin wrapped his arms around Brian's neck.

"Yeah," Brian sighed, wrapping his arms around Justin's waist. "And, hey," he said, shrugging a shoulder, "we both know that if I try to kick you out, you'll just find your way back in."

Justin smiled. "Don't I always? You should just stop trying to kick me out."

"Yeah." Rolling his lips into his mouth, Brian shrugged a shoulder. "And that'll solve all our problems, huh?"

"Maybe not all of them. But it would make them a lot easier."

"Yeah, it probably would."

Justin pecked Brian's lips.

Returning the kiss gently, Brian pulled back to study Justin's face. "So are you done queening out on me?"

"Yes." Justin smiled.

"Good."