RP: Brian and John Who: Brian and John Where: John's When: July 13, 2011 Summary: Brian has some downtime, meaning he needs some rest from all the partying
There was no man more boring than G Callen on the face of the planet. Brian was sure of that, and he had dealt with plenty of assholes in his life, but at least they got your heart pumping, even if you wanted to punch them (not that Brian would ruin his hands with a punch). Callen was just boring, and that shooting timing just fucked up Brian's napping schedule, which made him crankier. He would never admit that he was getting too old for the partying scene. The day he got too old for that, he'd kill himself and save everyone the trouble, however he needed a break, possibly some sleep too.
He ended up the only place where he knew he wouldn't be tempted to go out or fuck. Okay, the last was a lie, but John was pretty adamant about not fucking, which was a damn shame. He even used the door for once.
"Mr. Kinney, how good to see you," Leon said sa he opened the door.
Brian grinned, ignoring the fact that he was pretty sure that the man had his hand on his gun. They were way too paranoid. "Yes, same here. Enjoy your evening." He didn't even look back or ask if John was home, but instead he climbed the stairs and went into John's room without knocking. "You wouldn't have changed your mind and decided that we should spend the night fucking, have you? Because that would really make my day, possibly the week. It's either that or planning the murder of G Callen for the crime of being a boring prick who doesn't deserve to live." He took the laptop from John's hands and put it aside, before straddling and kissing him. "Mmm, you're way too focused. You don't want to become as boring as Callen."