This drabble is based on this video, which is epic.
Everyone always remembered the name. Brian Kinney. Kinnetic. But mostly just Brian Kinney. Often people would wonder why he was so good at everything he did, sometimes they would ask him, and he would just raise an eyebrow and give an enigmatic, charismatic answer that just made them love him more. They chalked it up to pure amazing talent.
Justin knew, though. He knew that Brian’s ‘talent’ was made up of many things. Some things he got lucky with, good guesses. Some was learned, a skill. Brian had the strongest willpower of anyone Justin had ever known. Some was pleasure, fucks in the bathroom and stroking egos. Much of it was pushing through pain, struggles, pasts, trauma, aching dramas of the present problems, misery. But mostly, it was just Brian Kinney.