queerasfolk_10 Celebrates: Ten Years Queer As Folk US - Happy Bir

[rainbow1907]

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Title: Defining Moments
Author: rainbow1907
Timeline: From season one till present day
Word Count: 1000, a series of 10 drabbles
Rating: R
Warnings: None
Beta: Many thanks to my wonderful beta buckeye5! All remaining mistakes are mine.
Author’s Notes: Written for queerasfolk_10 for the 10th anniversary of the show's first airing in the U.S.A.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, no copyright infringement intended, just playing with the boys...
Feedback: Yes, please! Rena



Defining Moments


First Year

Damn, how the boy had gotten under his skin. Never in his wildest dreams would he have imagined that he’d be standing here at the entrance of this garishly decorated hotel ballroom, nervous as fuck, like an 18-year-old boy at his own prom. Not that he’d ever admit to being nervous.

Brian scans the unfamiliar faces until his hazel eyes connect with Justin’s bright blue ones. A look of incredulous disbelief is quickly followed by unrestrained joy and a happy smile illuminates his lover’s beautiful face.

And suddenly it all clicks in place and everything is alright in his world.


Second Year

“It’s your call,” he says to me, but how can I choose when I have completely lost myself somewhere along the way?

I cry for help but he doesn’t hear me.

I’m looking for answers but his eyes are blank and reflect nothing back to me.

I reach out but he turns away.

He doesn’t hear me and I can’t read him anymore.

Our bond is broken.

I told him that I’m sorry but what I really meant was “Please, tell me you want me to stay.”

“It’s your call,” he says, not “Stay!”

Resigned, I turn away and leave.


Third Year

“Have some balls!” I told him and he didn’t hesitate. Just grabbed me and kissed me breathless.

He showed me how big his balls were.

I’m sitting here, hiding behind my desk.

I’m fucking scared.

He just waltzes in, armed with this beautiful smile of his, and tells me that he decided that I should take him back.

I want him back.

I never wanted him to leave in the first place.

So… dare I tell him that I want him to stay?

Dare I show him my vulnerability?

I look into his eyes and take a leap of faith.


Fourth Year

Justin wanders aimlessly through the loft, picking up random things, anxiously waiting for Brian to come home. He’s scared shitless, not really knowing what to expect, and he starts when the loft door slides open.

Oh god! His mind reels in shock, Brian looks awful after his radiation, like death warmed over.

Justin steadies himself – have to be strong now. He’s determined to stay and help. Brian would get rid of him only over his own dead body. They’d make it through this… together.

Gently he wraps his arms around his lover and helps him lie down on the bed.


Fifth Year

Brian hears the radio newscast on his way to the airport and he swears that his heart stops beating for a moment.

What if… this is it? His one true chance, lost forever?

He can’t bear the thought.

He has no memories of their frantic drive back to Babylon.

No memories at all of his desperate search through smoke and debris.

He starts breathing again when he sees the small blond figure stumbling towards him through the aftermath of the explosion, face and hair smudged with ashes, clothes dirty and torn.

It’s the most beautiful sight he has ever seen.


Sixth Year

New York is nothing like I ever expected. Full of people, yet I’m lonelier than ever. Being here makes me feel insignificant.

Was it really the right decision to come here? I’m no longer sure about that but now that I’m here I’m determined to leave my mark.

I’m not giving up. I’ll become a big fucking success in the art world and show them all. For Brian, I’ll become the best homosexual ever.

As long as we stay together, I can face and do everything. But I need to know that he’s there to catch me when I stumble.


Seventh Year

I’m losing him. We’re slowly drifting apart and I don’t know how to stop it. He’s a smart and strong little fucker and gaining recognition from sheer will power alone. He doesn’t need me anymore.

But I do. I’m lost here without him. Everybody around me moves on with their lives but I’m stuck in limbo. Brian Fucking Kinney forever…

The loft door slides open and then he’s right there in my arms. My very own knight in fucking shining armor. I’m so relieved to see Justin that I can barely swallow. How stupid of me to ever doubt him.


Eighth Year

Today of all days he should be deliriously happy, three years of hard work have finally paid off with the prestigious Cormack Gallery hosting his first solo show. Half of his paintings are sold and the art critics in attendance blow sunshine up his ass. Justin Taylor, darling of the evening.

So why does he feel empty and numb?

His complete Pittsburgh family is here, loud and boisterous. He still misses them like a lost limb.

And Brian, his partner, love of his life. These past three years haven’t been easy on either of them.

It’s time to go home.


Ninth Year

Last weekend they finally completed their move to Britin. Definitely an achievement worth celebrating, Brian contemplates as they are sitting in front of the open fireplace.

If asked before, he truthfully would have answered that he didn’t think they’d make it through their separation. Ah, ever the pessimist.

It has been a rough three years for both of them, but they’ve made it through and come out stronger for it.

Now even he can accept the possibility of a happily ever after with the man by his side. He shakes his head and smiles. What is the world coming to?


Ten Years

It’s been ten years to the day that they met under their fateful lamppost in front of Babylon. Ten years that made them into the committed couple that they are now. Good times and bad times alike that brought them right here to this place.

They make sweet, tender love on the soft rug in front of the fire, lost in the wonder of sharing their bodies without barriers for the very first time.

They speak their vows right there, promises never meant to be broken again, while the day’s last rays of sunlight reflect in their matching platinum rings.

Comments

[foreverbm.livejournal.com]

Just popped in to say thanks for friending me. We have a lot of friends in common I see, although I am a Ben/Michael shipper.

Also I actually made the banner you have on this post :)

Send me a PM if you want a layout, I saw your comment in Dani's journal and would be happy to create something personalized for you :)

Viv

[rainbow1907.livejournal.com]

Hi Viv, I think I sent you a Christmas card today :) - you are also on the Exchange list, aren't you? I didn't realize at first but when I saw your name, Viv, it made click in my head. I actually like Ben and Michael (even if - yes - I am a Brian/Justin girl ♥) ... only sometimes I am a little bit bad to Michael, not too much ;), just a little bit to add spice. I guess I should change the credit for the banner on my post, I didn't know any better, I thought Rory made it. A new layout would be cool, I never thought about it before Dani brought it up... hmm, will have to think about what I would like :p Really nice of you to offer so many thanks to you right away :) Rena

[foreverbm.livejournal.com]

Hi Rena :)

Yes I am on the exchange list and you are more organized than me, I haven't even started my Christmas cards yet :)

Most people are a bit bad to Michael now and then I have found, some more than others....lol...

If and when you are ready for a layout, just ask, would be happy to do it for you.

[rainbow1907.livejournal.com]

Hi Viv, I don't really have all that much bad in me. I like Michael and I adore Ben. David... him, I really didn't like overly much and he wasn't good for Michael either. How much time/work does such a layout take for you? I think maybe right before Christmas won't be a good time to impose. So perhaps after Christmas... Hugs, Rena :)

[foreverbm.livejournal.com]

Hi Rena

Michael owns me, Ben is sex on legs and they are a perfect pairing for so many reasons I believe.

David *vomits*...so not right for Michael in so many ways.

Time for making layouts depends on what the person wants, some come together within a couple of days, others take longer. I put them together in my play journal so we can discuss it as we go along.

Christmas doesn't really matter, I don't get holidays from work at this time of the year so basically every day is the same to me, so if you want to discuss what you may want, email me at kiwicitybeach@yahoo.com whenever you want :)

Hugs

Viv

[rainbow1907.livejournal.com]

So glad that we can agree on David ;) The only scene where I actually liked him was when he took up the challenge at the king of babylon contest, he wasn't half bad up on the stage...
Okay, thanks, I will do some brainstorming (hmm, or Brian-storming?) and then send you an email. Warm hugs from icy cold Germany - brrrrrrr - Rena

[guavejuice.livejournal.com]

I guess I'm a bit emotional over the Qaf 10th anniversary celebration,even though I've got to admit that for me everyday I celebrate the fact I have QaF in my life :sigh:
it's really an amazing story,loved how you kept it well into the 10th year (wow,that was a long time to wait... )and how they were eventually able to be totaly commited to each other.

[rainbow1907.livejournal.com]

Thank you for the lovely feedback and I'm really happy to hear that you enjoyed my anniversary story ♥ Rena