Summary: Brian watches Justin working at the diner, in his mind working out how to get him back. A short drabble that takes place after the Rage Party. Gap-filler.
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I don't know how I let this happen.
How did the little twat get past my walls?
Debbie was right when she told me I loved him... even though I didn't admit it in words, I knew it to be true. She knew it to be true. She knows me entirely too well.
Now, I sit in the diner watching as my Sunshine flits around nervously... avoiding eye contact with me.
I know he still wants me.
The fiddler filled his young head with ideas of romantic bliss. I know it will all fall apart.
Justin will come back... he will beg me to take him back.
I will make him sweat it out before I give in. I shouldn't give in. I am Brian fucking Kinney. I don't give second chances. I don't do repeats.
Well, at least I didn't until that blond-headed twink entered my world.
I continue to watch Justin with hunger. Right now, uncaring who notices.
Then his head turns towards me... and those beautiful blue eyes finally meet mine. I quirk an eyebrow, while I proceed to give him the most thorough eye fuck I have ever given. He flushes before turning away, almost dropping the dishes he's carrying.
I smile. Yes, my boy still wants me. The fucking fiddler doesn't stand a chance if I try to take him back.
I will do nothing for now. He will come back to me. I will suffer and wait until he returns. It will be on my terms.
It's only a matter of time.
THE END
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