Okay this is my remake of my story Oh Baby, Baby. I hope you all enjoy it!
Disclaimer: I do not own anything to do with QAF. The only thing I own is this story.
Warnings: Slash (Men on Men), Sex scenes, Femslash, some slight violence, swearing, OOC ness and Mpreg
Chapter 1.
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The sound of retching seeped through the closed bathroom door and echoed ever so slightly throughout the loft.
Brian winced and followed the painful sounds to the modern styled bathroom. When he entered the bathroom his eyes fell upon a now familiar sight; Justin sitting by the side of the toilet with his head resting against the wall. He ran a cloth under the cold tap, crouched down and pressed the damp material to Justin's forehead.
Justin offered him a small smile and gratefully replaced Brian's hand with his own. He sighed out in slight relief as the coolness reduced the pain of his uncomfortable headache.
Brian was about to speak when Justin cut him off. "Brian I'm going, nothing you will say will convince me otherwise" He stated firmly, whilst slowly standing up.
"Justin, you are not well. I don't see why you can't miss one dinner." Brian exclaimed, a hint of frustration in his voice.
Justin looked up and met Brian's eyes "Brian I'm ill not crippled and besides you know what Debbie is like, she doesn't like anyone missing her Sunday dinners"
"Yes, but she'll also understand if you can't make it because you're ill"
"Brian I am not having this argument again! I'm going and that is final" Justin stormed out of the bathroom and grabbed his coat off the bed.
Brian rolled his eyes and followed the blonde, he caught Justin stumbling and clutching his stomach in pain. Brian increased his pace and held Justin from behind, rubbing soothing circles on the toned stomach; Justin's head fell back on Brian's shoulder as he sighed in relief.
"Bri, you have magic hands. Did you know that?" Justin mumbled
A smirk curved its way across Brian's face "Mmm yes I do, your cock knows it too"
Justin let out a small laugh and gently slapped Brian's arm. Reluctantly he pulled away from Brian's embrace and headed towards the huge metal door after he picked up his keys and wallet from the kitchen island.
"Come on, we'll be late" Justin stated as he slid open the door. Brian shook his head- there was no way that Justin would stay at home, except maybe tying him up. Brian grinned at the idea and made a mental note to try that at a later date.
He grabbed what he needed to take with him and slammed the door shut behind him.
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"SUNSHINE!" Debbie shouted as she ripped open the front door with her usual exuberance. She pulled the blonde into her arms and gave him a bone crushing hug and it took all of Justin's will power to not throw up over her shoulder.
Brian drew Justin into his arms and out of the vice like grip of Debbie; Justin smiled up at him in thanks.
"Geesh Deb, could you try and not kill him. I want some of him left over to fuck tonight"
Debbie shook her head "Hello Brian"
"Hello to you to Deb"
They made their way into the lounge, whilst Debbie entered the kitchen and found themselves the centre of attention.
Justin waved at everyone "Hey guys"
Most of them greeted them in return and turned back to what they were doing before the pair entered the room, though others like Emmett and Lindsay stood up to hug Justin and in Lindsay's case Brian as well.
"Now how's my Baby doing this fabulous evening" Emmett exclaimed as he placed his arm around the blonde's shoulders and led him to the sofa.
"I'm doing alright" Justin mumbled as he rested his head against Emmett's shoulder.
"Baby, what's wrong?" Emmett asked in concern as he felt Justin's forehead.
"Nothing's wrong"
Emmett just tutted "Justin you can't lie to me, you feel really warm and I saw you holding your stomach as soon as Brian got you out of Debbie's clutches." He turned Justin's face to meet his "Now tell me what's wrong"
Justin looked into Emmett's eyes and sighed in annoyance at the fact that Emmett could always get him to spill everything.
"I've just been throwing up quite a bit recently, It's nothing to worry about" Justin rubbed his stomach in hopes to sooth the ever present turbulent waves. "It feels as though there's a sea storm going on in here" he muttered as he leaned on Emmett.
"Oh darling" Emmett sighed as he rubbed Justin's arm "You look exhausted" he noticed with concern.
Justin let out an amused puff of air "I feel exhausted"
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Brian was watching Justin with concern as he noticed his little blonde bombshell leaning on Emmett.
"I don't know what to do Linds. He refuses to take anything that might help him"
Lindsay quirked her lip in amusement at how concerned Brian was but quickly smoothed it out into a semi-serious expression "All I can suggest is that if he's still like this in four days, to take him to the hospital" She patted his arm and walked over to Melanie who was deep in conversation with Ted.
He walked over to Justin and whispered in his ear
"You know if Debbie sees you like this she'll make you lie down and force feed you soup"
Justin jumped as warm air puffed over his neck.
"Brian! Don't do that!" he exclaimed as he jumped up and hit Brian's chest.
"Aw but I like making you jump for me" Brian said with a smirk.
As Justin raised his hand to smack him again, Brian grabbed the pale, slender hand and used it to pull Justin to his chest.
Emmett rolled his eyes at the pair and joined Debbie in the kitchen to see if she needed any help
"Ah ah ah Sunshine no hitting" Brian pulled Justin into a deep kiss, their tongues danced with each other until air became a necessity. When they had taken in enough air Brian pressed a gentle kiss to Justin's forehead.
Justin smiled up at Brian at the gentle action. He loved Brian so much when he did caring actions like that.
"Guys and Gals, dinner is ready" Debbie's loud voice burst into the longue breaking up the calm atmosphere as everyone headed into the kitchen like a heard of animals.
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It was noisy and loud, extremely loud as everyone talked with each other, the banging and chinking of plates and cutlery echoed through Justin's sore ears.
'Brian was right, I should have stayed at home' Justin thought miserably. His head was pounding and he was one sniff away of chicken before he threw up. Again.
The volume seemed to increase and Justin barely restrained himself from whimpering in pain, he rubbed his temples in a futile effort to cease the hammer slamming against his skull.
Brian clasped Justin's hand to gain his attention, he leaned in to whisper in his ear "Do you want to go home?" His voice was soft and gentle, so different to the loud noise of everybody else.
"Yes please" Justin whimpered.
Brian nodded and stood up; the scraping of his chair gained everyone's attention immediately.
"I'm taking Sunshine home, he's not feeling well" Brian gently pulled Justin up into his arms.
Debbie jumped up "Now wait a minute if Justin wasn't well why did he come?" she demanded, she really didn't like anyone missing her dinners, it was a sin in her eyes. "This better not be an excuse to get out of this meal"
Emmett spoke up when he saw Brian shooting Debbie a death glare "Debbie just leave it. Justin is sick and he needs rest"
Debbie took a closer a look at the blonde and noticed how pale and clammy he was. Her anger instantly morphed into worry.
"Oh my God Sunshine you look fucking terrible! Why did you come here if you were sick?"
Everyone else voiced their concern and Justin just tucked his head into Brian's shoulder to avoid the worried gazes. He hated being the centre of attention.
"We'll see you later" Brian stated as he led Justin out to the corvette.
Brian buckled Justin in and stroked the blonde hair "Sunshine are you going to be alright?"
Justin just nodded slightly and leaned his head back onto the head rest.
Brian stood up and gently closed the car door. What was wrong with Justin?
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Okay this is the start of the story. Now in my head I have some very major changes that I want to make to the original story. The basic plot is going to be the same, but I feel as though my writing style has changed and I feel as though this story will be better than the first version.