If there was one thing Michael Jones hated when it came to working at Rooster Teeth it was podcasts. He fucking despised podcasts. The only time he could really tolerate them was when he got to do one with Gavin. For some reason his best friend, his boy, Gavin Free made it bearable. No he didn't love Gavin. Michael wasn't gay; even so he couldn't help but admit that being around Gavin always made him feel good. FUCK! , he screamed mentally. The fuck is wrong with me thinking of sappy bullshit like that?!
He pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed. Today was just a shit day all around. First Lindsay had broken up with him, then on his way to the office the air conditioning in his car along with his radio had broken down, then he found out that he was scheduled for the podcast, and to top it all of he was thinking sappy thoughts about Gavin fucking Free. "Fuck," Michael said with a defeated sigh.
"You all right Mi-Cool?" asked a familiar British voice.
Speak of the fucking devil. Michael looked up to see Gavin sitting at his desk next to him with a concerned look on his face. "Yeah. Just a shit day is all," Michael said with a dismissive wave.
"Oh sorry to hear that. Anything I can do to help?"
Michael looked over and then it hit him. When did Gavin's eyes become that fucking green? And what the fuck was with that smile? Michael could feel his heart start to pound. What is happening to me? It's just Gavin! I shouldn't be feeling like a fucking teenage girl! Gavin cocked his head to the side causing his feathery blonde and brown hair to move slightly. Michael cleared his throat and quickly looked away, feeling a blush creeping onto his face. "Nah. I'm fine," he said while refusing with all his might to look at that fucking brit.
Gavin just smiled then walked over to Ray and started chatting. Michael just sat there staring at his screen. The fuck? I should be upset about Lindsay not whatever the fuck this is!
Now that he thought about it he really wasn't that upset about what happened with her. They had broken up on good terms and they had both agreed that the spark they had had was gone. Probably had been gone for longer than they wanted to admit. He sighed. It just had to be nerves or whatever the fuck because of the podcast. Right? Gus knocked on the door and with a loud groan Michael followed him to the podcast room.
Michael flopped onto the couch then just waited. Waited for the podcast to start so it could be over. He looked at the empty spot next to him and frowned. Every time he'd done a podcast there was always someone from Achievement Hunter with him. Mostly either Geoff or Gavin. That's when he smiled. Gavin always made an effort to make him smile during a podcast. He'd let him put his legs on him or some stupid shit like that. Even though it was more than likely just for all the Mavin fans it still made him feel a bit better. Gus cleared his throat and Michael plastered on the best poker face he could muster as the cameras started rolling. They talked about some of the new videos and merchandise coming out and a few fans offered their condolences about Michael and Lindsay's break up. He'd thanked them and promised that everything was cool between them.
Michael flopped down on the couch in the AH office next to Gavin. "Hey Gav."
"Hi Mi-cool," Gavin said with a smile. "So how was the podcast?"
"Shit and more shit."
They both laughed. Michael looked around and noticed that they were alone in the office and his heart started to race. Shit.
Michael bolted up from the couch and walked toward the Xbox and turned it on. Stay calm. Stay fucking clam!
Gavin just stayed on the couch. "So Gavin what're you doing here so late?"
"Oh just working on the next Let's Play. Geoff left me money for a cab."
"Oh."
Michael turned in the controller as Gavin looked over at him. "Hey Michael?"
"Yeah Gav?"
"How do you know if you're in love with someone?"
He stopped and his heart started racing. "Why?"
"Well because I really love someone one but I think that if say anything they'll turn me down. I don't even know if they like me."
Michael clenched his fist. He was getting jealous and that was making him mad. "Fucking Christ Gavin! What are you a chick?! If you like the person then either tell them or shut the fuck up about it! Fuck if you can't say anything then fucking show them!"
Silence fell as Michael picked up the controller. Gavin got up so quietly that Michael didn't hear him. How could he over how the fucking annoyingly loud pounding of his racing heartbeat. Michael sighed and turned his head, "Look, Gavin I-"
He was cut off by Gavin's fucking incredibly soft lips on his. Oh fuck. Michael closed his eyes and gave in. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. Michael could feel the hunger rising when Gavin suddenly pulled away. He refused to look at the jersey boy in front of him. "I'm sorry," Gavin said as he ran out the door, leaving behind a wide-eyed and shocked Michael.
"Fuck."