You know how Forrest Gump says life is like a box of chocolates? Well, this fic was like that - one little surprise after another. Some sweet, some nutty, all delicious. I loved the format!
Here are my favorites:
Brian looks at him, a hint of amusement behind the glazed eyes, "I know. We all know."
My ex thought I was a fucking hobo Justin thinks, scowling at passers-by. It's only later when he repeats the story to Brian after a restorative fuck in the brand new Kinnetik offices that he begins to see the funny side.
You're cheating Brian."
"No, I'm winning Sunshine."
Justin sniggers for seven minutes straight, miming shaping clay on a potters' wheel with both hands while Michael sputters with impotent outrage.
Brian wears his brand new Armani Fall Collection and Justin spends the entirety of the vows thinking about tearing it off him.