Gavin first meets Michael as he’s being thrown out of a bar after being caught pick-pocketing. Gavin made the rather stupid mistake of trying to take the wallet of a guy three times his size, with no backup, no weapon on him, and only his drunken impulses to guide his actions. The huge guy felt his sloppy hands, grabbed Gavin’s wrist, and threatened to beat him to death. Gavin would insist later that he was already making a plan to get out of it, already spinning the starts of lies in his head, the start of a flashy smile. But if he’s being honest he was scared. He was young, he’s been in this trash of a city for all of three months, and he has no way out of this.
“Hey!” A voice calls besides Gavin and he looks to find a short curly-haired man who couldn’t be much older than himself, freckles spattering his scowl. “The dude is like eighty pounds, leave him alone.”
The man gripping Gavin’s wrist turns to the other, his snarl getting deeper. “Fuck off, this is between me and the twink.”
The strange savior insists again he find someone his own size to pick on. The giant again tells him to fuck off. At some point a punch is thrown, the police are called, and Gavin and the stranger get shoved out the back entrance being told to never come back.
“Thanks for that,” Gavin chirps to the stranger, holding out his hand to shake. “I would’ve been ok, but thanks for the help anyway. The smegpot looked outright mean.”
hc that every rude thing keith has ever said to lance was generally anxiety fueled
lance: hey its u!!
keiths inner monologue: oh shit its lance. i should say “hi lance”. wait but he didn’t say my name?? what if he doesn’t actually remember my name just my face. what if we weren’t as important to each other as a i thought? maybe only he was important to me. he probably barely remmebers me. he must have seen shiro once and thats who hes talking to. i should just play it cool. pretend i don’t know him.
That weekend, Will received a message that caught him off
guard. He had been so focused on his conversation with Nico throughout the week
that he’d forgotten about Joey. At least until his name lit up his phone
Movie tonight? I can
pick you up?
The message made Will feel guilty and uncertain. A week ago,
the idea of going on a date was exciting and even a relief. At the time there
was no possibility of one day getting back together with Nico. There was no
urge to spend every waking moment texting him and smiling over stupid messages
throughout the night until Cecil threw a pillow at him and told him to at least
silence the phone.
A week ago, he’d wanted nothing more than to tear Nico out
of his heart. He would’ve agreed to the date without mulling it over so much.
Now, though, he wasn’t so sure. Going on a date now would
feel wrong. In the back of his mind, he would feel guilty because of Nico.
Because Nico was trying so hard to be better. He was trying hard to be Will’s
friend again. And Will didn’t want to repay it by going on a date behind his
Instead of answering, he called Joey and hoped to find a way
out of the date without necessarily having to explain his entire situation.
Dudes you can ship what you want but you can’t deny that JD and Veronica’s relationship was in no way healthy, Our Love Is God is not a romantic song like at all and I am personally gonna blow up the school of the next person who says they need a boy like JD so maybe they’ll finally understand that he ain’t a good boyfriend!!!!!!!