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Moving in... at snail pace, it seems sighs

*waves to Justin to hurry the fcuk up* Oh, God, could you be any slower?
*sighs* Christ, if we moved in at your pace, we wouldn`t move in until next week. *grins* Ok, could you not lose half of our stuff before we even enter the damn room? *rolls his eyes at heaven above* You know, it would be easier if you actually used both hands to carry all that stuff! *moves the big-ass bag a little higher on his shoulder*

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I can honestly say that moving is not one of my favorite past times. Especially considering the fucking fact that in order to have the basic necessities, I had to sneak back into my parents home while they were away and get the rest of my shit. That was fun; NOT. But, the idea of spending every waking moment with my best friend, Brian and not having to hear my fathers shit anymore about me being gay, well that’s a fucking plus. We are soooo going to make something out of ourselves. Between Brian’s business smarts and my art smarts, we’ll combine our efforts to make one hell of a advertising team. Oh yeah, we’ll be filthy fucking rich and make everyone who knew us back when; eat our fucking dust. Least this is what Brian keeps telling me and well….I fucking believe him. I’m hopeless, Brian says something and I just believe it but it has gotten me far in my life and I know he’d never steer me wrong. I’m fortunate to have him in my life so yeah here begins my moving process. Gee, wonder how long we have to live together to start being at each others throats? Oh shit....did I forget to mention how much he enjoys verbally abusing me?

One blonde brow lifts watching Brian heft the bag further on my shoulder "Keep it up asshole and I'll be tumbling back down the stairs with all this shit you piled on me. Hello....twink form here not muscle bound Top..." *rolls his eyes as he brushes by Brian and barrels through the door just to drop much of what he was carrying right in the middle of the floor. "It was Your idea to carry everything in one trip."

Oh, for fuck`s sake. Tell me you just didn`t do that!!! *points his finger at the heap on the floor* I have some valuable stuff in there, you know! *kneels down and starts going through the bags franticly*

Whatthefuck, Justin! Well, I wonder how you would feel if I pissed all over your pictures? *rolls his eyes, majorly annoyed at the grin Justin is sporting on his features at the moment*

"Hey! You're just damn lucky I made it this far!" shakes his head and glances around at their room. "Least we don't have to share a bathroom. God, I hated the idea of sharing a bathroom with alot of people. Ya know you can catch germs and shit that you'll never be able to wash off. Not to mention the fact that I was reading this book about health and it said germs are the number one concern in public bathing rooms. You can catch all sorts of bacteria, like staph and it has been known to be one of the number one problems since an infection like that you can't get rid of. Though it is best treated by doses of Ominicef." Justin glanced over at Brian and caught the look he was sporting and shrugged. It was nothing new for him to be talking about stuff like this. Drawing in a deep breath, he looked pretty damn hot today wearing his dark blue jeans which rode low on his hips and a tight white tee that just barely reached the top of his jeans, when he moved, you could catch glimpses of alabaster skin underneath. Justin actually had softer skin then most women, a fact that he prided himself on. Running a hand through his soft blonde locks, he dropped down next to Brian and started sorting through their stuff. Moments later, he was already beginning the process of putting their clothes away. He'd made someone a good housewife someday or so Brian keeps telling him.

*Brian sits on the bed and watched Justin moving around the room like a headless chicken* Justin. *no reaction from the boy* Justin! *he stops and turns his head towards Brian Can you put that stuff down for a second and sit here? *Brian pats a spot on the bed by his side* I wanna talk with you about something. *he winks at the boy*

"Bri-an" He got away with alot of stuff usually when he said the others name like that. It was caught between a whine and a plea. He hung a few more of Brians' shirts up before he stopped and glanced back at his friend who by now had called his name twice, never let it get to a third time. There was always hell to pay. One brow lifted at the wink "Ok...you are soooo up to something and usually thats not good for me." Justin edged closer and finally plopped down beside of Brian though exhaustion claimed him and he ended up flopping backwards on the bed and looking up at Brian through half closed eyes "Yeah?"

*Brian turns toward Justin* No, it`s nothing bad. I just wanted to-... *he glances around their room* Well, you are Ok about this entire situation, right? *raises his eyebrow in question* You know, with all that "getting kicked out of your house and moving acroos the country to this school" businees? *he focuses his eyes on Justin, looking for his every reaction* Because, I know what you`ve been through. So, no BS, ok? Just the truth.

* He drew in a deep breath and then softly sighed, allowing his eyes to close tightly. "I'm not gonna fucking cry about it if thats what you wanna know. I'm not some little fucking faggot." He didnt bother with opening his eyes as he spoke, instead he just concentrated on the sudden quiet and then started talking. "I'm ok with this. All of this because...well because you're here and that makes it ok...I couldn't do this alone Bri." The expression on his face was one of pain and of course he looked like he might cry but not a single tear dropped. Instead he sat up suddenly and opened his eyes. "I'm gonna get the rest of our clothes put away." Justin never thought about how it looked or seemed for that matter by putting away both of thier clothes. Doing stuff for Brian was as natural as breathing to Justin.

*he quitely nodded his head, even though Justin was long gone from the bed* God, I`m glad, that you`re here with me too, Sunshine. *he whispered under his breath*

It took longer to put away Brians' clothes then it did his own which made him pause and glance over at his friend. "I always knew you were a label queen Bri but you have enough clothes here to put half of gay Pittsburgh in designer wear for a year. Maybe more." That infamous smile that had earned his sunshine nickname from Brian curving his lips. "Don't worry Bri" He walked over to Brian and plopped down on his lap and slung an arm around the others neck and leaned forward until their foreheads were resting against each others. "I got you to protect me."

*Brian just hugs Justin`s body closer and that`s how they sit for few minutes in silence* Ok, Sunshine... *he shoves him gently off the lap and slaps his behind playfully*...let`s finish this moving in thing and then, perhaps, we could go out and check the campus. I hear there is a great club on the other side of the grounds. Plus, I heard from Vic, that a diner nearby looks just our Liberty Diner. *he grins* Without all that awful food, undoubtedly. *he winks at Justin and snickers at Justin`s reaction*

At the mention of a great club, Justin immediately perks up. "Maybe I will finally get laid." Helping Brian put up the rest of their stuff, he looks around the room. "I gotta change though. Moving in and unpacking while wearing white is not a great idea." Opening a drawer, he pulls out a tight blue tee shirt and tosses it on the bed followed by pulling the white shirt up and over his head. Justin has no clue how sensual his innocence really is. Tossing the shirt into a nearby hamper, he grabs the blue one and pulls it on. The shirt barely reaching his navel, leaving the expanse of skin between it and his low riding jeans bare. His blonde hair had a I just got out of bed look but it was also extremely sexy. His jeans doing much to accenuate his bubble butt. "So, I look ok to go out?"

*Brian leers a little at the view, but hides it after few moments* Well, you`re alright. *he swallows a little, annoyed at his own reaction, not sure where it`s all coming for* Uh, let`s blow this joint, Sunshine. Let`s start this night of debauchery right now. *he pulls him along with a smile and out of their room*

"Kinney speak for you look good" replied Justin with a knowing smile. "Good thing I took the class Kinney 101 a long time ago." Grinning up at Brian and slipping his arm through the others. He'd missed the whole Brian watching him in an entirely different light from what he normally would have. "So, gonna get me drunk and laid tonight Bri?"

*Brian almost walks right into the wall. Then glances at Justin.* Well, I`ll see what I can do about that? *he just shakes the weird thoughts out of his head*

Sighs to himself as the head down the stairs, despite the situation that had landed him here, he wouldnt trade it for anything in the world. Hence why the brillant smile of his was still firmly curving full lips. "Ah Bri....you know you're gonna be the one to pop my cherry. Like you would ever trust anyone near my assests." He replied in a teasing manner and with a cheesy grin. They had often joked about this. Unbeknowest to Justin, Brian was starting to look at him in a new light and just as unknown to Brian was the fact that Justin indeed wanted him as his first.

*speechless*

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