aruan | Justin Month, Day Fifteen

I loved this shoot, but especially this picture from the promotional blitz for Justified. This was a really great image of Justin dealing with going out on his own, and that being somewhat of a scary thing despite everything he's done.

Grown by Haven

"So you do think I'm a kid, then." Justin arched his spine and threw his head back, exposing the full length of his neck to Nick's wandering mouth. His hands tangled in the thickness of the hair tickling his chin, and yep, he was so totally right about that soft-looking thing. Like silk. And it smelled distinctly of peaches, which he was pretty sure he found fucking hilarious.

"Maybe." Even with his tongue drawing lazy circles at the juncture between Justin's neck and shoulder, there was a smirk in Nick's voice. "Unless, of course, you can prove me wrong."

Justin doesn't see it coming, but that wears off quickly because his middle name isn't Fucking for nothing. There might be something I love a lot about Justin's indignance that he's so ready for whatever the world has to throw at him, that he'll roll and duck with anything just that easily.