Pairing: Justin and Brian
Words: defeatist; kiosk; banal; ablaze
Chris tapped him on the side of his arm, and Justin sighed. "It's so incredibly boring here that I'm about to take my shirt off and fling it into the crowd to see if that'll shake up their banal little existences. And I don't want to hear anything about my defeatist attitude or any other crap like that. It's boring, yo! I don't know why you had to have your birthday party at my house. I want to go home, and I can't leave 'cause I'm already there."
The man who'd touched him laughed. It wasn't Chris. "It doesn't sound defeatist to me. It actually sounds like a reasonable plan. Can I watch? Sell tickets? Set up some sort of kiosk where people pay to see you strip?"
Justin was not going to turn red. "Didn't know you got into that kind of thing, Brian."
"I routinely spend time with AJ and Nick. Even if I really were as uptight and uninteresting as I'm supposed to be, they'd shake up my worldview."
"Yeah, well... um, what did you want?"
"Oh. I thought you might like to know that I saw Chris grab Joey's arm and tell him to 'set my world ablaze'."
He groaned. They were supposed to keep that shit restricted to private times, which this most definitely was not yet. "Thanks. Did you see which way they went? And if anyone else heard them?"
"Back yard. You might want to take a bucket of water with you."
"Er, to throw on them?" He wondered if that was what Brian usually did. He didn't think the Boys were doing each other, but then, he'd always wondered a little about the way Nick hung off Howie.
"No, for the fireworks Chris was carrying."
"Shit. Thanks, Brian." Only thing worse than Chris wanting sex was... well, no, Chris on a sugar high could be counted upon to do all manner of devious and deviant things. But Chris with explosives... Justin looked around. "Laaaance!"
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