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Until You Get Too Low || Brieran

Brett breathes out a soft sigh, tipping his head to rest against the top of Kieran’s, turning slightly to press a kiss to his dark hair. “I’m sorry,” he says quietly, muffling the words into his scalp before closing his eyes. He can’t bring himself to pay attention to where they’re going, even if he should. He’s curious to know just how close the other man had been living to him this whole time. When the car finally stops, Brett pulls back and slides to his door, stepping out into the cool night all on his own this time. He doesn’t really recognize the area, and maybe he’s a little grateful for that, to know the other man hadn’t just been slipping through his fingers the whole time. “Please tell me you have something to kill the pain upstairs, because I’m pretty sure he bruised my ribs and it still kind of hurts to breathe.”

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Kieran was quiet for the rest of the ride, just listening to Brett breathe while he calmed himself down, leaning on his shoulder until the cab stopped. He paid for the fare and hopped out after Brett, closing the door before he went over to Brett and wrapped his arm around his shoulders, guiding him toward the inside. He usually never used the elevator, but tonight he would. “Yeah, of course. I have some medium strength stuff and then some stuff that’ll knock you out cold, if you prefer.” He looked over him in worry, the idea of him finding it hard to breathe making Kieran’s own chest constrict.

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Brett could feel his stomach twist up into knots at the look on the man’s face. “Hey, stop that. I did miss you, Kieran, but I’d feel guilty imposing me and all my fucked up bullshit on you. You seem happy, like you’re in a better place, and I don’t– I’d hate myself if I messed that up for you.” Pulling himself up a little straighter, he leans over and rests his head on Kieran’s shoulder. “I have thought about you every day, and there were times I wanted to leave wherever I was and try to find you, but I kept telling myself you deserved better. Plus, I wasn’t even sure if you were still here, but I’m glad you are. I’m so happy I found you again, but I need to settle things with Jackson. You’re not going to lose me again though, I promise you won’t. This isn’t going to be like last time where I just let you go, I’m too selfish and I need you far too much.”

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Brett’s words gave Kieran a rush of mixed emotions, frustrated at him for believing he wasn’t good enough, sad because he didn’t know if he believed him. Would Brett leave in the morning before Kieran was even awake and not go and find him again? “I didn’t become happier without you. It’s not like you removing yourself from me fixed me like some burst appendix. This took time. And effort. And has never been, in a single moment, happier than you could make me, when things were good. So don’t you dare think you’re bad for me. You weren’t.” He looked out the window to see where they were before he shifted over closer and rested his head on Brett’s shoulder.

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Until You Get Too Low || Brieran

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“You know I’m stubborn, I’m gonna find a way regardless of what you say.” Brett is dead set on not feeling like he owes anyone anything in this world. His thick lashes flutter and brush against his cheek bones as that hand presses against his cheek. Fingertips brushing down along his jawline, breath hitching in his throat, and he’s not sure if it’s from the touch or his bruised ribs. Maybe both. “I don’t know how long I’m actually going to stay, it might just be for the night. I have stuff at Jackson’s, and–I really don’t think it’s fair to intrude on you and your life, babe. I’m a fucking wreck, you shouldn’t have to deal with that.”

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Brett seemed more stubborn than even before, more hardened by life and it made Kieran’s heart ache, from that, from hearing him say he might only stay a night. It made his eyebrows furrow and he breathed in slowly. He took his hand back as his heart started to race, trying not to feel as rejected as he did now. “I thought I’d... lost you. Like I’d never get to see you again in my life. And now i get to see you again, you’re.. saying it might just be a night?” He felt a lump in his throat and he hated feeling this weak. “Didn’t you miss me at all?” He whispered the last part, afraid to hear the answer, since his heart was already telling him that Brett hadn’t. That he’d walked away from Kieran and all his bad influences and hadn’t looked back.

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Until You Get Too Low || Brieran

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“Alright, alright– but I’m gonna find a way to pay you back anyway, pretty boy,” he mumbles, leaning into his side as they walk out of the alley. Brett is moving a lot slower than he would like, and he feels like a burden, but it’s nice to be close to Kieran. To feel his warmth all over again and not have to worry about Jackson turning up this time. He slips into the back of the cab and sinks into the seat, the ache in his ribs causing his fingers to clench tightly. “I love how you’re calling it home already,” he says with a smile, turning his head to the side so he can look at the man sitting next to him with fondness in his eyes.

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“Not necessary,” He shook his head at Brett but smiled at him. He was patient in leading him out of the alley, trying not to freak out wondering if he should take him to a hospital but we doubted either of them could afford that. And hopefully Brett wasn’t that badly hurt. After helping him into the cab, he got in and gave the address to the driver before looking over at Brett, swallowing thickly as he looked at those gorgeous eye gazing back at him, so soft with their fondness. He couldn’t help but reach up and stroke his cheek, graze his own finger tips with the stubble. “You can stay as long as you need. Or want.”

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Until You Get Too Low || Brieran

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A groan bubbles past his lips as he starts to move with Kieran’s help, gripping onto him tightly and maybe leaning against him a little more than he should. Than was really necessary. His head is throbbing, his chest aches, and it’s hard for him to breathe still. In spite of all of that though, he tries to argue about the cab. “Kieran, no, I don’t have any money. Jackson– he never lets me carry any, he just, handles everything for me,” he admits, slightly ashamed. It was another way for the older man to control him.

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Listening to him complain, of all things, he frowned and shook his head, squeezing his hand around Brett’s shoulder. “I was always going to take a taxi back to my place. Always, always. And they’re not going to charge me more for having you with me. So don’t even worry about it. Please.” He turned his head and kissed the side of Brett’s head, wishing Brett could think of himself more than anything else right now.

He took him out to the street and hailed a cab before he pulled open the door and gently guided Brett inside. “We’ll be home soon.. just gotta trust me a little longer.”

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Until You Get Too Low || Brieran

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When Kieran is close enough, Brett reaches out and grips onto his shoulder, using him to help steady himself and melt into him at the same time. He wants to cry, but he holds it back, because it would be far too painful to succumb to that right now, and even so, melting into a puddle of emotions isn’t the kind of thing you should be doing in an alley. “I’ll never believe that, but I like that you see me that way,” he tells him softly, tipping his head forward so he can press a chaste kiss to the other man’s lips. “Can you take me home though, because I need to lay down before I pass out right here in this dirty ass alley.” He’s grinning, even if it’s kind of forced, and he’s hoping Kieran doesn’t live too far from where they are, because he wouldn’t be able to make the walk, and he doesn’t have money on him for a cab.

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Though Brett is grinning, the words are alarming and Kieran jumped to attention and to work, nodding. “Of course. I’m definitely not going to let you pass out here in the alley... c’mon... we’ll grab a cab back to my place and you can lie down, anything you like.” He slipped his arm around Brett’s waist before starting to draw him slowly out of the alley, back to the street, trying not to go too fast for the younger boy. The last thing he wanted was to be the continued cause of his pain.

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Until You Get Too Low || Brieran

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Brett isn’t entirely sure what he’s done to ever deserve having Kieran in his life. From the moment he met him the older boy was saving him, maybe without ever realizing it. From the sleepovers, to the welcome distractions. A couch to crash on when his mom went on a bender and beat him bloody. Kieran had always been there to patch him up, tell him that he was worth something, despite what everyone else said.

He winces as he tries to push himself up, doubling over for a second and having to pause to catch his breath. He really had the wind knocked out of him, and it feels like Jackson even bruised a rib with the blunt toe of his shoe. “You’re still loved, Kieran– that feeling never went away,” he says quietly, avoiding his gaze for a brief second before looking at his perfectly angular face. “Will you come here though, because I’m in a lot of fucking pain and I can’t stand seeing you cry.” He’s trying to lighten the mood, to see Kieran smile, and maybe he wants to take the time to brush away those tears with his lips.

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He put the cigarette between his lips and pushed his hand back into his pocket for his lighter when he heard Brett ask for him to come over there. He swallowed hard and let his hand fall by his side, looking over at him. Hesitating, he reached back up and took the unlit cigarette into that hand as well before he moved over to him. “I don’t want you to ever think that.. that you could do anything that would make me... turn my back on you.” He looked at him seriously, his almost black eyes filled with sadness as he scanned Brett’s face.

“You’re a good person. You’ve always been a good person, going through more shit than anyone should have to go through, and still coming out from it just the way you are. Wonderful. I’m always going to think that.. Baby-B.” He smiled shakily from the pet name.

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Until You Get Too Low || Brieran

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Brett slowly pulls himself up enough for him to fall back on his ass, but at least he’s sitting upright and leaning against the wall for support. His eyes slip shut and he refuses to look at Kieran, though he can hear the urgency in his voice. The desperation to help him, to save him from this situation. “I can’t just–” he starts, finding it difficult to talk around the soreness in his throat. His hand reaches up to rub at the bruises on his olive skin. “I don’t deserve you, Kieran, and after the way I hurt you all those years ago, I don’t deserve your help either.”

He finally opens his eyes and looks up at his best friend, there’s longing there, the need to be close to him again. Brett wants to run away from Jackson and take off with Kieran, live the life he should have with him a long fucking time ago. He messes that up though. He gave up on what he could have with his long time love, for what? Stability? A guy who had enough money to offer him comfort?

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Listening to him, Kieran’s stomach twisted up painfully, frowning at him when he said he didn’t deserve him. Kieran was far from perfect. Hell, he was as fucked up as it got, as far as his background. Brett had been a victim in his, Kieran had embraced his, let it consume him and change him at the time. How could Brett ever think he was lower than Kieran was? “You were my friend. Before anything else. And you’ll always be my friend, no matter what else you are.”

He combed his hand through Brett’s hair slowly standing back up. “Did it hurt to not have you? Yeah, like hell. But you also-..” He struggled to speak, a lump suddenly in his throat, not sure how to talk as he looked around quickly, heat rising in his face, in his eyes as tears filled them up and he worried at his lip as he looked around the alley. “You also-... showed me how it felt to- actually be-... loved.” The last word was almost too quiet, not sure Brett would hear it. His breath sucked in and he started to scramble to get another cigarette out of his tight pants.

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Until You Get Too Low || Brieran

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Jackson didn’t hear the other man approaching, he was seeing red and trying to choke the life out of Brett, when suddenly there was a searing pain on the back of his neck. He hisses and steps away from Brett, his hand shooting up to cup his neck as he spins around and glares at Kieran. “Fucking cunt,” the older man growls out, furious at not only the pain, but his loss of control. He spins around and kicks Brett hard in the stomach, spitting at Kieran before stalking off, leaving the two younger men

Brett’s vision is blurry and he feels like he’s going to puke, watching as Jackson walks away, leaving him there on the ground. He knows when he goes home tonight either his stuff is going to be out in the foyer, or he’s going to receive the worst beating to date. “You shouldn’t have followed me,” he says quietly, not able to look the other man in the eye, even if he is grateful. “I appreciate you trying to save me though.”

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Wincing as Brett is kicked down like a dog, he waited only until Jackson is several feet away from them before rushing to Brett’s side, crouching down beside him. “He was choking you! He dragged you down into a dark alley, and you’ve seen more dark alleys in your life than you should ever have to.” He frowned sadly, his eyes softening, raising his hand up to smooth Brett’s hair. “How could I let you go when that guy looked like he wanted to kill you back here..?” How could I let you go, period. He swallowed at that thought.

“Trying...? I-.. are you going to go back to him? To that pig? Brett... there has to be something better.” He furrowed his brow, hoping Brett didn’t hate him for making things bad with his sugar daddy. “Come home with me. It’s a nicer, cleaner place than that other shithole I used to live in. You can crash there. Let me make this up to you.”

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Until You Get Too Low || Brieran

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There’s a moment of silence that passes, and Brett wonders briefly why he didn’t try to find Kieran. There were a lot of factors that make sense, and then there’s the glaringly obvious one: he didn’t think he deserved him. How fair would it be to Kieran to go crawling back to him the second his relationship was over? A clean break was going to make his life a lot easier, and apparently he was right. Kieran seems happy and healthy for the most part, better than he was when Brett was actually in his life.

As the younger boy stumbles after the older man, he winces from the pain, his grip hard and fingertips digging sharply into his tattooed wrist. If it weren’t completely inked up already, he knew there would be visible bruises later that night. The second Jackson thinks no one is around, he pushes Brett into the brick wall of the club, his head snapping back and thudding against the hard surface. He sees spots for a second, can barely register the vile words that Jackson is spewing at him. He’s heard it all before, how Brett is nothing but a whore. How he’s worthless. That he’s not even worth the older man’s time, he should consider himself grateful.

The fuzziness was starting to fade, just in time for him to register a hand curling into his throat, pressing hard enough that he couldn’t breathe. Brett’s hands shoot up to claw at the man’s arm, but he’s relentless no matter how hard he fights, and from the corner of his eye he thinks he sees Kieran. Or maybe he was actually going to die, and his mind was just playing tricks on him. Making him see things he wants to see.

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Going further down in the alley, he’s not surprised that the older man doesn’t hear him. He’s too busy yelling at Brett, making Kieran’s skin crawl with the things he said. It reminded Kieran of the time he himself was raped, not paid by a john just because he ‘didn’t even seem to enjoy it.’ Kieran might shrink away if it was happening to him, now, but seeing it happen to Brett was setting a fire inside of him. He gritted his jaw and moved up behind him before putting his cigarette out on the back of the man’s neck.

“Get the fuck off of him, you piece of shit!” He was jumping back slightly to try and get out of the man’s reach, pushing his hand into his pocket. “I’ll call the police! You want everyone in your circle to know you had to get bailed out of prison for beating on the gay kid you were fucking?” His jaw clenched, his eyes dark, he held up the phone to show he had typed 9-1-1 and was willing to hit the call button, though on the inside his heart was racing and he was simply afraid for Brett.

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Until You Get Too Low || Brieran

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Brett nods, because he knows it probably wasn’t easy to contact him at all. Not much time had passed before choosing Danny and then leaving him, which earned him a spot back on the streets, and no real way to pay his bills. “Yeah, I went through a rough go of things and I do have a different number now, but back then– I was struggling pretty bad after moving out of Danny’s and just–” Brett tapers off and swallows through a lump of emotion lodged in his throat. It’s not often he talks about his past, there isn’t anyone he really trusts with it anymore except for Kieran, and he kind of owes him that.

“Yeah, well, I’m still your Baby-B no matter how old I get,” he says softly, the look in his tawny eyes screaming of adoring affection. The scruff on his chin grazes against Kieran’s soft, warm skin, and he’s reminded of a time when he could lay there for hours and pepper this very neck with soft kisses and gentle bites, pulling delicious moans from those perfect lips. He has this overwhelming urge to kiss him and as he pulls back, about to respond, he locks eyes with Jackson. There’s a murderous glint in his eyes and suddenly fear seizes up his heart, but not for himself. He’s scared he might try to come after Kieran. “It was really nice seeing you again,” he rushes, offering him a forced smile before stepping around him and going toward the older man cowering in the doorway.

The second he’s close enough Jackson wraps a hand around his arm, squeezing so tightly it forces a soft cry of pain to come crawling up his throat. “Jackson, please, he’s an old friend I haven’t seen in years, I was just saying hi,” he rushes to explain as he’s dragged away and down the alley. Whatever drinks he’d ordered are long forgotten at the bar, and all he can think is he didn’t have time to give Kieran his new number. He’s going to be ripped away from him again.

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Frowning as he listened to him , he wanted to ask him why he hadn’t come and found Kieran if he had left or been left by Danny. Why hadn’t he let him help him out? He swallowed before reminding himself that he hadn’t exactly ever helped Brett out, not since he lived with his parents. He’d lived in a shitty apartment in a shitty neighborhood with a roommate. Obviously Brett wasn’t going to think of Kieran as a way out of trouble. “I wish you would have said...”

Smiling softly at Brett’s recollection of the pet name, he looked over his face, seeing a look in his friend’s eyes he can almost decipher, that Kieran starts yearning for, when he loses Brett’s gaze and suddenly there’s a look on his face he doesn’t understand, when Brett quickly rushes through his sentence and pulls away from him. Kieran spins around to watch Brett rush off toward the older man he’d been in the bar with and again that grip returns to him, one that has Kieran’s stomach twisting up inside uncomfortably. He watched them go, trying to tell himself he has no right to Brett’s life now, as he pulls up his cigarette and finds his lighter.

His hands shook as he lights the end, his mind racing before he frowned after taking a drag and decided he was going to go down the alley way as well, to see if he can’t catch where they’re going, since there’s an intense uneasiness in his gut about Brett being with that man.

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Until You Get Too Low || Brieran

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Brett drops the cigarette to the ground, no longer caring about a single thing except for his best friend. He doesn’t want to think that even through the years he’s still not exactly that. A watery laugh bubbles past his lips and his eyes flutter shut, savoring the feel of those fingers against his skin again. A touch so familiar it makes that back alley feel like home. “Shame on me for not knowing better,” he murmurs, slowly opening his eyes back up and gazing at him. The tears are beading on his long, thick lashes, and it’s not that he’s sad. Well, a little sad, but mostly he just feels relieved. Relieved that Kieran is okay, that’ he’s still here, that he doesn’t seem to completely hate him.

“Please, I was much prettier when I was nineteen,” he mutters, though there’s a genuine smile playing on his pink lips. “I honestly didn’t think you were still here, I figured if you were, I would have probably run into you, or heard from you, and when I didn’t, I just– I figured you’d completely given up on me and took off. I wouldn’t have blamed you if you had, but– God, I’m so happy to see you.” Brett lets out a shaky breath as his arms finally wind around Kieran’s waist, clinging to him tightly as he presses his body flush against the other man’s.

The first thing he does is nuzzle his face into his neck, forgetting completely about the man inside of the club, who would probably kill him if he walked out and found him like this. He can’t bring himself to care though, not when he gets to hold Kieran again, and breathe in his scent. It’s different but somehow still the same, his heart hammering violently inside of his chest. “I missed you so much, Kieran.”

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“Yes, shame on you,” He teased him quietly, watching Brett close his eyes under the touch. He looked so good to him, for so many reasons, and he thought about just how much better he felt now about seeing him. He loved Brett, he would always love Brett, but when he’d last seen him and he’d picked somebody else, all of Brett’s beauty had been a curse. A curse that Kieran would never find anyone who was more beautiful or he adored more than his best friend. But he was healthier now. It had taken a while and quite few rebounds back to his old life before he’d managed to climb out of it, with the help of a few friends.

He felt the guilt sink into him that he hadn’t contacted to him. “I.. tried calling.. once.” He winced at the word. Once. “But it said something about your... number no longer being in service... I don’t know if you changed your number or just didn’t pay your phone bill that month or what but...” He shook his head, knowing it was a terrible excuse, but he hadn’t had the strength to go find the boy who’d walked away from him, who hadn’t trusted Kieran with his heart, his life. Possibly a wise choice at the time, but who could say, now? “No... no, I think you’re more beautiful. Definitely sharper cheekbones.” He smiled at him. “I always liked ‘em a little older anyway,” He joked before sobering up a little, tilting his head back toward the club. He almost said the same was for Brett before he felt the younger male’s arms go around him.

His breath caught in his throat and he paused before putting his arms around his shoulders, hugging him against his body and closing his eyes a moment, the nuzzle against his neck putting a stirring in his heart, in his cock, both jolting at attention before his heart started pounding and he clutched him, his hand flying up to bury in his short, dark hair. “I missed you too,” He whispered in his ear before kissing his cheek. “I never stopped thinking about you.”

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Until You Get Too Low || Brieran

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Brett’s life has never really made sense, from the moment he was born, through his emotional upheavals, right up to this very day. This very second. To the man he’s pressing against despite feeling empty. The place he goes to every night that should be a home, but feels more like a prison. In fact, one thing had only ever made him feel grounded, felt somewhat normal. One person, actually. That person had long since disappeared from his life, and it was entirely his fault.

After his relationship crashed and burned with Danny, there wasn’t much left for Brett, so he slipped back into some of his old ways. He lost his job, started using drugs heavily, and even got back into selling his body. It wasn’t something he was proud of, and it’s how he landed with an older man. One who was rich, powerful, and gave him things he never thought he could have. With that though came the abuse and possessiveness. He figures after all the shit he’s done, it’s what he deserves at this point.

Tonight they are this new club, one he’s not overly fond of, but if it’s what Jackson wants, he goes through with it. Not like he really has a choice anyway. His boyfriend isn’t in the mood for a whole lot of dancing it seems so they’re perched at the bar, waiting for their drinks as a hand grips him in a possessive and overbearing manner. It’s enough to make his skin crawl in an uneasy way, because he can tell tonight is going to end in a fight, and he’s going to be sporting new bruises come tomorrow.

He manages to get away for a moment though, telling him he needs a cigarette and badly. Jackson wrinkles his nose but lets him go anyway. He lets out a breath when he’s outside, his fingers shaky as he pulls a smoke from his pack and presses it between his lips. Head tipping back against the brick wall he takes his first drag and can feel himself relaxing a little bit, the cool air licking at his sweat slickened neck, dark wisps of hair clinging to his forehead. He’s not expecting anyone to approach him, so when he hears a voice his heart clenches inside of his chest.

It’s not just any voice.

His eyes slowly open and he turns his head, coming face to face with someone he thought was long gone from his life. Hell, he didn’t even think Kieran was still in New York, but there he was. Tall, lanky, and gorgeous as ever. “I–…” he starts, swallowing hard as tears instantly start to fill his eyes. “I didn’t think I’d ever see you again…”

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Did Kieran have any idea what Brett’s reaction would be to seeing him? No... not even a clue. He could smile, laugh, become uncomfortable, maybe even... emotional, but Kieran just knew he couldn’t let the one time he saw his former best friend be one that he never said anything. He’d have kicked himself for it over and over, tortured himself for being so stupid to let the opportunity slip from his fingers. Even if Brett hated him for some reason and walked away at least he would know better. He’d know something new about Brett and about himself and maybe he’d be able to move on. He’d never loved anyone before or since, so to have the boy who completely fixed and also broke something inside him felt like a miracle, a chance to say something.

Now... the watery eyes, those were something he wasn’t expecting. His hand, raised with the cigarette between his fore and middle finger slowly lowered when he saw him looking at him like that. He swallowed hard and stepped closer to him, raising a hand up to touch Brett’s cheek. “I’m much harder to get rid of than that,” He smiled, though he felt a little guilty after he said that, since the last time he’d seen Brett.. well, it was around after he’d talked about killing himself. Like a dramatic little fuck that he had been, he’d been so hurt losing Brett that he openly talked about killing himself.

“You got even more beautiful, babe,” He caressed his cheek and scraped his fingertips over his stubble, smiling at him. “I wasn’t sure if you were... still in the city,” He admitted. They’d fallen out of touch, becoming unreachable to each other for some reason or another, but something had made him find him again.

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Until You Get Too Low || Brieran

New York City. A place of over twenty million people, so Kieran wasn’t ever surprised when he never ran into the same people, unless he was going to the same place multiple times. But this club had just opened up a few months back and finally it had stopped being such a craze that Kieran could actually get in and not be overwhelmed. He went in with a couple theater friends, excited to make a night of it, maybe hit on a hot stranger. After a drink or two, he was ready to start dancing, to start scoping out the club.

It was through this thorough search and eyefucking with a couple people that he stopped in his movements on the dance floor, frozen when he saw a couple moving through the dance floor to get to the bar. He slowly followed them to see if he had just been dreaming, but no, that face was unmistakable, even if his cheeks had more definition, there was more maturity in his body, even if it hadn’t been too long since he’d seen him. Well, a couple years, but what was that in the whole big picture?

Kieran felt like he couldn’t breathe, so he stayed away, simply spying on them from afar, picking up cues from what he knew about body language, about people. The older man was with him, and by the looks he gave people undressing Brett with their eyes, a possessive one as well. He’d grip his arm like he was afraid Brett would float away from him or be swept away by one of these younger men looking at him like... well, like the beautiful man he was.

He must have watched them for at least ten minutes before Brett broke off from the man and Kieran followed him with his eyes at first but then with his body, bumping into people blindly as he tried not to take his eyes off of him lest he lose contact and he melt away like he was never there in the first place, just a dream. Kieran almost lost track of him when he disappeared outside, so Kieran hurried up and stepped outside, looking around almost frenzied before he spotted him lighting up a cigarette a ways away from the entrance.

Swallowing, he slowly and quietly approached him, straightening out his snug button up with the sleeves rolled up as he pulled out one of his own cigarettes and stopped beside him. “You got a light?”

#9 #putting the ship name that actually mAKES SENSE in there lol #uygtl

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