#au brusty

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Thinking of AU Brusty wedding and Don walking Rusty down the aisle 😭

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Finish the Day Dream

Summary: Moving Dean into his college dorm brings back memories for Brock of an unforgettable summer he had with Rusty many years ago, Rusty however, doesn't seem to remember it. 

(This was the fic I was originally planning to finish for brusty week but so much happened in April and I couldn’t finish it. I like the first part though, so I’ll post it now and put it up on the first day.)

-Present Day-

Rusty was quiet during the car ride, letting the boys talk among themselves in the backseat, only glancing at Brock briefly. Brock didn’t hesitate to put his hand on his husband’s, squeezing it gently.

It had been a hell of a year and it wasn’t about to get easier now that Dean was officially moving out and on his first steps of leaving the nest.

He hadn’t seen Rusty this down in awhile, not in the mood for snide remarks or singing along with the radio, not even quite sulking, just deflated. He hadn’t seen him this sad in months.

“Daddy?” Dean asked sensing his father’s bad mood, “Are you upset?”

“No sweetie,” Rusty said flipping a switch and turning on his biggest smile, “Everything is just fine.”

Brock just held his hand a little tighter, they all knew this was affecting him. He had been trying to convince his son for months to live at home instead of moving on campus, he just wasn’t ready to let go of Dean. He had lost this fight and this was as graceful as he was going to lose.

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Brusty 44!

((I need some AU Brusty))

“Did you hear Pete and Billy finally tied the knot?”

Brock was barely paying him any attention, sharpening one of his large knives, leaning against the balcony outside the master bedroom in his finest suit waiting for Rusty to just pick out something to wear so they could leave.

“I mean really, I don’t know what took them that long,” Rusty groaned brushing back his red hair and deciding he didn’t want to attend the formal party in his white tux, it didn’t feel like something that would wow the investors enough. Brock stopped him from taking his jacket back off, hefting it back up his shoulders before he could start.

“Hurry up, we need to go before the boys get antsy.”

Rusty frowned at the man but didn’t argue with him, slipping on the large winter jacket he was forcing him into, ready to leave.

“Why are you hurrying me just to have White throwing his big news in my face again?”

It was no secret, Rusty liked to be the star of attention anywhere he went and was a bit sore White had gone behind his back and gotten married. Now the party that would have been celebrating his show was going to be about him.

“No,” Brock grunted opening his boyfriend’s hand and dropping something into his palm before quickly cupping it again to keep up the suspense, “It will be the second biggest news they will have heard all day. Now hurry up.”

Rusty opened his closed fist and gasped loudly at the large engagement ring his body guard had dropped there.

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nosarcasmforyou replied to your post “Ok so I might be going over board on one idea for @brusty-week2019...”

You had me at “AU College” but then I read Brock was the one with the crush and yes please.

Yeah! Brock is the one who has a crush and Rusty is the one who doesn’t notice <3

I like playing with AU Brusty, I feel like AU Rusty is a bit easier to be drawn to. He’s a bit more open with his emotions and he’s a lot better at putting on a face to hide things then our Rusty.

Also I’m gonna continue to be that person, he’s a little more attractive and was probably a little more attractive in college too.

While canon Rusty is like fine wine, it takes time to acquire a taste for.

This story is probably gonna be connected to my fic series with AU Rusty.

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27. AU Brusty<3

Brock had never considered himself gay before he met him. He had always considered himself a man’s man, a womanizer and nothing less then straight.

Rusty wasn’t exactly a traditionally beautiful man, he didn’t have feminine features but he wasn’t exactly hard on the eyes either. Not the type who “turned a man gay” as he would have thought in the past before this little fire ball made him challenge his own thoughts and think deeper about his own sexuality.

He had just married another man and it felt right despite what he would have thought of this in the past.

Doc snuggled close to him, his red hair brushing against his chest as he snored felt right.

He kissed him on the side of the head and pulled him closer, running his fingers across his bare skin.

He loved this annoying, stubborn man and that felt right.

He slammed his fist against the alarm clock on the nightstand, mumbling for the inanimate object to fuck off, not caring rusty would be bitching about that action in the morning.

He just wanted to hold his husband a little longer and admire that this man was his.

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7, brock & rusty c:

((This is super in character for this to happen and I love it. I really need some au rusty in my life today, so I hope you don’t mind I use him <33))

“Doc, come sit down.”

Rusty always got like this before a convention, antsy, refusing to relax. He had been going since the last evening. Double checking his invention, just another safety inspection he assured him once more before giving him a good night kiss and never making it to bed.

His red hair was in disarray after another jog from the lab to the kitchen for just one last cup of coffee he promised an hour ago and here he was pouring his fifth cup leaning against the counter, arguing on the phone with his investor again.

Brock frowned realizing that was the same suit he had on for their cocktail party at Pete and Billy’s three nights ago.

Brock sighed realizing his husband wasn’t listening to him, reaching over and taking his cell phone and hanging up.

Rusty turned a sour look at him opening his mouth, about to give Brock an earful.

Brock smiled rolling his eyes and pressing his lips firmly against his before he could start before he swept him off his feet making him turn a firm glare at him.

“Brock—!” He began again but Brock merely pressed his lips against his once more to keep him from starting.

Rusty huffed loudly in annoyance but once he was snuggled against Brock on the couch, he was out like a light.

Brock pressed another firm kiss against his lips as he began to snore before pulling him closer and running his fingers through his hair to keep him asleep as he watched the game.