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๐'๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐.
โโง GABRIEL REYES.
โโง mirrored detail.
โป + โก
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"You kidding? You always were." He looks him up and down, as if observing him for every inch. He's so closed off to him that he has to wonder what caused him to be so...away. "Just for me, though. At least, I like to think of it that way."
His eyes are on him.
Again, scrutinizing, looking at every detail, listening to every sound.
He didn't want to believe it at first, because how the hell could it be true? But who else would this man be, with the familiarity that seeps through him? +
So you know all of this, but you're still gonna deprive me when I'm running low?
[ He kisses at his jaw a few times, feather-like and sweet. ]
You're killing me here, babe. I'm gonna start passing out sooner.
"Do you know Jack?"
Gabriel is pulling out all his stops now; even going by instinct and out on a limb. There's something about this man that he knows he needs to hold ontoโa desperate feeling, and he hates it.
It needs to be taken care of. He needs to know what this means. +
When he is shoved to the point of wall cracking behind him, Gabriel realizes there is more to this stranger than what he's letting on.
He figured. He /knew/. He could tell from the way he spoke, looked, acted. Something so familiar that he didn't want to let go, even +
Gabriel stands with him, and quicker than he can even think, he grabs onto the man's wrist and urges him to stay.
"You do have something to tell me."
And he's trying to run away. It must be important; he /has/ to know. This stranger is too familiar to him. +
"You know damn well that isn't what I meant," he sighs, shaking his head. Stubborn, but expected. "It comes from the tone of your voice and the way you talk."
He pauses for a moment, then crosses his arms again tightly.
"And judging from the way that you're +
"What's your business?"
Gabriel doesn't care for dancing. Not in this way; where he has to soften someone up before getting them to open. Certain people require direct tacticsโand if it doesn't work on this man, then he'll leave it alone.
"You got the look of a fighter. +
"I'm used to it."
He has to be, especially since he plans on spending the rest of his forever with him. Gabriel can't imagine a world where Jack isn't at his side and vice versa. For all their faults and arguments, for all the miles and lengths they are apart, +
People who want to be forgotten have always done something. One way or another, they have created an impact. Gabriel wonders what the case is for the man before him, solemn and clearly exhausted.
"Nothing is fair," he replies, eyes now completely glued onto the other. +




