InsaneJournal

RP: Derek and Brian
Who: Derek and Brian
Where: their house
When: April 20, 2011
Summary: Derek needs to make sure that Brian pays attention to the rules

Derek's plan seemed to have worked. Savannah had taken over the planning for Sunday, which was just fine for Derek. He could go buy the grills and charcoal. He was willing to drive them around as long as Callen didn't blow a gasket. Driving wasn't the same like planning and he could worry about planning and training.

Things were going well. Kensi was great, and they worked well together, even if he knew that it couldn't be easy for her. However, he thought that she could make the switch easier than she thought. She wasn't a liar, and the secrecy wasn't ingrained in her, but was something that she had learned. However, he wouldn't push her, and let her come to that realization by herself. For now, he'd just talk to her and make sure that she adjusted through the transition while she did her job, something that she did well. However, there were other people that he needed to talk to.

"Can I have a word?" Derek said, knocking on Brian's open door.

Brian closed the laptop and put it to the side. He looked up at Derek from the bed, a hand traveling down his naked chest. "Whatever it is, I fucking did it," he said with a grin.

Derek snorted as he came in and closed the door. "I'm sure you did, and maybe you can tell me what later. Do you ever use clothes?"

"Not if I can help it," Brian answered. "And I have jeans. So what do you want?"

"Look, I don't care who you fuck." That was only partially true. Having John here still made him uncomfortable. The kid had just turned eighteen, but he was legal, and Derek wasn't one to interfere in his men's private lives. "However, all of these people are a danger, and having you out is just as dangerous, so I thought about a compromise. You can fuck anyone you like, but afterward you send them home or you come home. If they are ICIS, then they can stay or you can stay over as long as whoever is in charge knows."

The arrangement made Brian smiled a little. It was like the arrangement he'd had with Justin a decade ago. "Will you date me if I do?"

Derek laughed. "No, but I won't have MPs looking for you nightly and ruining your sex life."

"You wouldn't!" Brian said horrified.

"You know I would." If it meant keeping Brian safe, he wouldn't think twice about it. "I'm not trying to control you, but I want you safe, and I don't mean to use condoms. Be here by two, send the soldiers home by two, text the other heads at a reasonable time, text me at a reasonable time. As long as I know you're with someone from ICIS, I'll know you're safe."

"I'm fucking fine, but fine," Brian answered.

"Good, I'll leave you alone," he said, rubbing his neck.

"Migraines again?" Brian asked, and snorted when he saw the frown on Derek's face. "You aren't the only one who can pay attention. You're way too fucking tense, man. Seriously how long has it been since you got laid?"

"Too long." Probably longer than it was healthier, but it wasn't like he had many options. Six months was a long time, but even that didn't explain the migraines

"Come here, I can make it better."

Derek rolled his eyes. "Does that line work?"

"Often, but I meant a massage, the rest is just optional." He made a face. "Don't be a fucking pussy. Just get your fucking ass on the bed, and I can make it better."

This was a bad idea, but pills weren't helping, and it was getting worse by the day. Derek sighed and laid down on the bed like Brian asked, ready to get up again when Brian straddled his ass, but then fingers were digging into his scalp and for the first time in day there was some relief. He almost considered sex. Almost. The lack of pain was so much better.