Sweetie, baby, sunshine, honey, his favourite was Justin, when Brian would say it in the dark of the night, whisper against his lips as he came, shuddering, fingers tangled in his hair.
Brian knew he was being unreasonable, he had coped with Mikey knew about his cancer, but something about Justin seeing his as less than.....perfect made his heart turn to ice.
Brian knew the day was coming when he may have to pick sides between Justin and Mikey, the day his hand connected with Mikeys jaw, he realised it had never been a choice.