Title: Christmas Presents…
Story Type: AU
Word Count: 2219
Rating: G…
Warnings: Passion, Lust, Male Pregnancy…
Banner: aaa_mazing
Beta Queen: bigj
This fic is dedicated to yvonnereid and aaa_mazing
Summary: Justin surprises Brian for Christmas, or does Brian Surprise Justin…
Chapter Summary: Justin's surprised and thrilled about the direction his life is taking...
Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, plot, etc. are property of their respective owners, including, but not limited to Russell T. Davies, Cowlip, and Showtime. The author of this story is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended…
Chapter Two ~ Baby J
Justin lay there, looking at his ready-made family and couldn’t have asked for a better Christmas present. His heart was already doing back flips and he hoped that this meant that he and Brian could finally be a real family. Surely Brian wouldn’t bring tricks home with a newborn there. Why hadn’t anyone told him? Do they really think he wouldn’t want to have been there for Brian, for his child whose sex he still wasn’t sure of because they were both asleep. They looked so peaceful lying there, lost to the world.
Maria poked her head in at the bottom of the stairs and motioned for Justin to join her. She showed him all the meals she had prepared, where the baby’s bottles were stored and how to heat them. She gave Justin a list of Brian’s and the baby’s doctors then she looked at him and said; “Now you must convince him to get out of bed; it’s not healthy to stay in bed all day so sad. Besides, it only gives those evil girls more reason to take that sweet baby away.”
Justin’s not sure he heard her right. “What do you mean take that sweet baby away?”
“Yes, those girls want the baby, have since the very beginning, they say he’s unfit. How could that be? He has good job, good home, good husband, big bank account. What’s not good?”
Justin loves Maria; she’s always been so supportive of Brian even though she has to know of his wild ways. After all, she cleans up after him. Maria’s been with Brian for the last three years; she’s semi-retired only cleaning Brian’s, and Jackie’s loft, just below them.
She starts to leave and I stop her. I have so many questions and I’m not sure how much Brian will actually tell me. So we step out into the entryway and talk so we don’t wake them. Firstly I ask when the baby was born, what their name is, are they healthy, and of course, if it’s a boy or a girl.
Maria smiles and says; “He’s a sweet little boy, he was born on December 1st, weighting 6lbs 6oz. but very long. He will be tall like his daddy. He’s very healthy, much more so than his daddy. Signor Brian has been sad for a very long time. His pregnancy was very hard on him; his doctor insisted he spend the last two months of it in bed. Now it’s been three months but he has agreed to see Dr. Wilder.” “You mean Alex Wilder, the therapist?” “Yes, that’s him. Very nice man, he even comes here to talk to Brian.” She starts to leave again but Justin stops her, “Maria, you forgot to tell me his name. She just looks at Justin for a minute then smiles and says; “Now that you’re here, maybe he’ll be able to name him. He just calls him ‘Baby J’.”
Justin’s heart sinks as he worries about Brian’s health and wonders how much of this he is responsible for, and what it’s going to take to earn Brian’s trust. Just then they hear someone entering the building saying ’here let me get the door for you’. The next thing they see is Lindsay coming up the stairs to Brian’s loft. She’s shocked to see Justin standing there as she says; “Justin, what in the world are you doing here?”
Justin smiles at her and says; “I live here, Lindz. Where’s Gus?”
“What do you mean?” Justin is taken back as he looks at her, finally saying, “As I remember we had a huge fight last year, after you spent all summer and fall complaining that Brian didn’t spend enough time with his son. So we agreed that he would have Gus on Christmas Eve and drop him off at your house by 11 am on Christmas morning.”
She shakes her head and stares at me, saying; “Justin, you can’t expect me to let Gus stay here with Brian - he has an infant son to care for.” “You mean Brian and I have an infant son to for care for and how is this any different than you and Mel having JR to care for?”
“Justin, we need to talk. Mel and I have been thinking that what’s best would be for us to raise him with Gus and JR as one big family, don’t you agree?”
“NO! No definitely not! He’s my son and I have no intention of ever giving him up to you or anyone else.”
Lindsay snaps; “I can’t believe that you’re being so unreasonable about this.”
I’m growing more and more angry with her as we speak. Lindsay says, “Well, maybe it was a bad idea to come over here.” I ask, “Why did you come over here this afternoon?”
“I just wanted to talk some sense into Brian; he’s been so unreasonable about everything.”
“Oh, you mean like if someone wanted to take Gus away from you?”
“No, we love Gus. We would never let anything bad happen to him.” God, I swear I’m going to hit her. I take a deep breath, count to ten… Maria breaks the silence, saying she’s going to give the baby a bath and leaves us standing out in the hall.
“Lindsay, I think it would be best if we stayed with the original agreement. Why don’t I meet you at your house in an hour to pick up Gus for the evening?” She looks defeated and frustrated but who cares? Did she really think that we would just hand him over to them?
“Fine, I’ll go home and pack his overnight bag, but this isn’t over. We need to have a serious talk about everything.”
“Do you think I wasn’t serious this whole conversation, Lindsay? But let’s not fight, it’s Christmas Eve and I don’t want Gus to know there’s a problem. So I’ll see you at your house in an hour or so.”
~~~
Brian’s just starting to wake up. He’s in that place somewhere between sound asleep and twilight, his mind is starting to awake his senses. He thinks he’s fantasizing about Justin making him jambalaya; it seems so real he thinks he can smell it. He also thinks that he must have been asleep for the past few months as the baby seems to have gained several pounds, judging by the weight on his stomach. It’s just about then he realizes that his hands are playing with a head of soft silky hair that’s lying across his chest. He looks down and sees the top of Justin’s head. His hair is golden-white blond, having been bleached out by the California sun. Their son is sleeping on his chest peacefully, and then he notices that Gus is curled up next to him on the other side. Both are drooling on him and he just smiles and finally feels like he can breathe for the first time in months.
He’s home, he’s really home… Brian’s heart soars, hoping that they’ll be able to put the pieces of their relationship back together. He knows that it’s his fault that things have gotten so off track, that he should have told Justin about his pregnancy, but he was scared and to be honest, he still is. What if Justin didn’t want him anymore or met someone new? What if he decided to take his son away from him? He would fight the girls tooth and nail to keep his son, but Justin, no, he wouldn’t fight him - he knows that the baby would be better off with him. This is why he didn’t do relationships; all these emotions are tearing him apart.
He reaches over and runs his hand through Gus’ hair. Just then Gus opens his eyes and smiles up at his father. He climbs up and puts his head on his shoulder, whispering in Brian’s ear; “Santa came early ‘cos the only thing I asked for was that Justy come home to us.” I kiss his cheek and thank him for his Christmas wish telling him that it was my only Christmas wish as well. I wiggle out from under Justin, leaving him and the baby sound asleep on the bed as we make our way towards the kitchen where I see the big stock pot on a low simmer, cooking all the flavorful ingredients of jambalaya.
Brian also sees a small soup pan on the stove, simmering. Gus announces that that’s his, that Justin made him a small batch of home-made chicken soup with some of the chicken from the jambalaya. Brian can’t help smiling. Justin has always been so attentive to Gus, making sure he feels included and special. Brian tastes the jambalaya and gives Gus a taste of the chicken soup, once the spoonful has cooled. They both moan with pleasure as their taste buds rejoice at the wonderful flavors. Gus asks if they can make the cookies for Santa Claus saying that Justin said they could. Brian hesitates a moment, but Gus pulls him towards the refrigerator and shows him the roll of pre-made cookie dough. He’s never looked so relieved in his life because he knew he didn’t have all the ingredients to make them from scratch the way Justin usually does.
Brian starts to heat up a bottle for Baby J knowing that he’ll be up soon for his dinner, the cookies are baking and he and Gus are setting the table for their Christmas Eve feast. Brian’s actually hungry for the first time in months as he sets the big salad down on the table and starts to slice the French sourdough bread. Gus begs him to let him have chocolate milk, but Brian says he thinks it’s better if he leaves that for his bed-time snack. It’s just about that time that they notice a sleepy Justin coming down the stairs from the bedroom with Baby J.
Gus runs over to him, asking if he can sit next to him while he has his bottle and of course, Brian agrees. Justin and Brian just look into one another’s eyes saying so many unspoken words. Brian comes towards him to check his diaper. As he takes the baby he leans in and kisses Justin nervously. He lays him down on the changing table as all three of them look down at the child. Gus is fascinated with how tiny his penis is and asks if his was that small when he was a newborn. Brian chuckles and assures him that it’s completely normal and natural. Gus isn’t sure if he believes him or not saying; “But Daddy your penis is so big now. Was it that small when you were born?”
Justin is fascinated by all this as well. Brian seems to be handling being a father just fine; he isn’t complaining about stinky diapers, warming bottles or being woken up at all hours for feeding schedules. He seems very comfortable and at ease with his new role as full-time parent and he just hopes he handles it as well as Brian. Brian finishes up with the new diaper and turns to look at Sunshine, again running his hand through his hair, saying, “I’m so glad you’re here, I’ve missed you so much. I was sure you weren’t coming back.” Justin puts his hand behind Brian’s neck, pulling him down into a passionate kiss, whispering; “I would have come back sooner if you had only told me what was going on. I love you, Brian and that will never change.”
Brian smiles a little shakily as he pulls his lips into his mouth nervously, saying that he didn’t want to disturb him while he was off becoming rich and famous. Justin rolls his eyes and says; “Nothing’s more important to me than my family, and from now on we do what’s best for everyone.” Justin carries the baby over to the sofa while Brian gets the bottle; they all get comfy with Justin leaning against Brian and Gus on Brian’s lap. Justin holds the baby while Gus holds the bottle, almost hypnotized watching the baby sucking on the bottle.
After dinner Justin puts in the DVD of Charlie Brown’s Christmas Special. As he and Brian watch Gus dance and sing to all the songs by the time it’s almost over he’s all tired out and curled up on the floor with a big pillow and blanket, not wanting to go to bed because he’s sure he’s going to miss something. Brian and Justin are curled up on the sofa lost in each other, wondering how they could have lived apart for ten months and promising to never let that happen again.
Justin makes up the blow-up bed they have for Gus when he sleeps over and Brian carries his sleeping son over and tucks him in, wondering if he ever looked so happy and relaxed as a child. Baby J’s tucked away in his crib near the bed and now it’s just the two of them in Brian’s big bed. They hold each other tight as sleep takes both of them as well, ending a very emotional day of surprises.
Who knew how much everything could change in just twenty-four hours?
TBC…
