This Delicate Thing We've Made

Chapter 3: Bombs Up In My Face
“And although we are losing,
Aren’t we just confusing
Youth with Beauty?
Truth with Duty?
You fell in love with the dream
To fuck forever, endlessly.
But you don’t, and that’s okay
The rest is better anyway.”
“Where the fuck did Brian go? I know he was angry and all, but he could have told us he was leaving. I though he was going to his office or something.”

Michael Novotony was tired and upset. It had been a long night already, and Mikey was fed up with the guys slapping his ass, trying to give him numbers, and then there was that one guy who tried to drag him into the backroom. Michael just wanted to go home and go to sleep, but he couldn’t even do that.
After Brian had stormed off, Mikey gave him a minute or two to cool off and breathe before going after him. Searching the crowd for any sign of the sultry eyed brunette, he met up with Todd, who told him that he had seen Brian leave the club about a minute ago, smoking a cigarette and talking on his cell phone.
That was twenty minutes ago. Twenty minutes ago, Michael was a little worried and concerned. Now he was tired and pissed that Brian ditched them again, knowing full well that he was the one who had driven them to the club a few hours ago, and that the guys had no other way home. Michael didn’t miss this side of Brian, not one bit.
“Michael, come on, calm down. I’m sure Brian had a perfectly good and logical reason for taking off like that without telling us.”
“Yeah, I’m sure that, at least in his mind, getting home to fight and then have mind-blowing make-up sex was a perfectly good reason to leave like that.”
“Um, well, while that may be true, I was going to say that maybe Brian got a call from Justin to come pick him up somewhere, and Brian had to get to that place quickly?”
Always the voice of reason, Ben’s situation made sense, but then again so did Mikey’s idea. Plus, he liked the first one better because then he could be pissed at Brian and not feel bad about it.
“Honey, why don’t you just call Brian and find out where he is. I’m sure the man has a more reasonable answer than getting his dick sucked by his boyfriend, which, I’m sure, happened right before Brian came to pick us up as well.”
“Wow, Em, do you kiss your mother with that mouth, or do you save it for Drew instead?”
“Ted, for your information, I haven’t seen or even had the urge to kiss my mother, so I have no issues with what comes out of it…”
“Or goes in it, either, I bet.”
“Plus, the only kissing these lips are doing is on the male variety of the human race. Kissing a woman is kind of like kissing a poisonous animal. They look innocent at first, but then they attack.”
“Well, Emmett, what about Mel and Lindsay, and your ban on women? I’ve seen you kiss both of them on numerous occasions, and the last time I checked, Mel was still using her strap-on.”
“Michael, honey, lesbians aren’t women. They’re more like a subspecies or the exception to the rule. They’re a medical mystery. Somehow, they never touch a cock, and yet they can still have kids. They’re, like, the ninth wonder of the world or, oh, some sort of alien like on Torchwood. Hey, do you think that Captain Jack would be willing to come save us from a muncher invasion? Dyke night is tomorrow.”
“Emmett, while your ideas about women and lesbians are entertaining, while completely untrue and way too weird, even for you, we need to focus on the problem at hand here and worry about theories later. Let’s focus on the fact that it’s almost two thirty, some of us have to work tomorrow, we have no ride home, and the only one who could give us a ride is probably in the middle of an all-night fuck fest as we speak. Personally, I like my balls the way they were, and interrupting Brian might cause them to get rearranged.”
“Well, Ted was an option, but….”
“Ben, what do you mean by was? Where the hell did Ted and Blake go?”
“Well, while Professor Emmett was sharing his opinion about lesbians and their mysterious powers and you were summoning homeland security to protect your balls, Ted and Blake told me to tell you that they both needed to get going and that he would have been happy to give us a ride if we had asked.”
“Oh, that’s fucking great, just fucking fantastic! He couldn’t wait five minutes? Asshole.”
“Getting angry isn’t going to help us, Michael, at least not at the moment. Why don’t we just grab a taxi and split the cost between the three of us. Once we’re home, then we can worry about Brian and Justin.”
While Michael was still pissed off, Ben had a good point. It wouldn’t be that much to take a taxi home, and then Michael could plan on making a five am visit to Brian and Justin, which would include honking his horn and banging as loud as he could on their door.
Collecting their coats, the men headed outside and down the alleyway towards the busy street. However, the people weren’t moving like they usually did. Instead a large group of men and “women” were gathered around an ambulance, which had the lights and sirens going on full blast, and Michael could see the paramedics loading someone into the back on a stretcher. Quickly banishing the memories from his own ambulance ride, Michael pushed through the crowd and made it to the front, just as he saw Brian climb in behind the stretcher. Brian’s attention was focused on the man lying down on the stretcher, reaching out to grab onto a hand that had a bracelet wrapped around the wrist.
As the ambulance doors closed, it dawned on Mikey what was special about the bracelet he saw. As soon as this thought registered, he pulled out his cell phone and called his mom, telling her to come pick them up at Babylon because they need to get to the hospital quick.
Ben had caught up with Michael and grabbed his arm to keep his husband from walking away again.
“Michael, what’s going on? Why would we need to go to the hospital?”
“Didn’t you see who was getting in that ambulance? It was Brian, something happened to him. Oh shit. I need to call Jen.”
“Mikey, calm down, you’re not making any sense. Why would you need to call Justin’s mom?”
“Ben that was Sunshine in that ambulance. Something happened to Justin.”