Michael had found out in the dumbest and most typically-Gavin way possible. In fact, Michael honestly didn't expect Gavin to tell him in any other way.

Gavin had been round Michael's apartment and the two of them were eating pizza, chatting and getting completely and utterly wasted. So far six beers, half a bottle of Jack Daniels and two cans of Red Bull had become victim to their drinking. And Gavin, the lightweight he was, was already slurring his words and his filter had disappeared about an hour ago.

"So why the fuck did you bail on us the other day?" Michael demanded, his voice fairly clear and he didn't slur his words, he was glad of that fact because it meant he could still think straight.

"Okay, okay, I'll tell you. I had a date, Mi-coo!" Gavin squeaked enthusiastically but the volume of his voice almost made him seem like he was telling Michael a secret. Well, he kind of was. Because Gavin hadn't told Michael about this before, he'd just claimed he was busy and had editing to do.

"We stayed up all night, asshole. It was just gonna be me, you, Geoff and Ray anyway. Ryan's kid had the flu and Jack bailed as well, why couldn't you have come by after your date?" Michael asked, providing a very fair point in his defense.

"'Cause I was stayin' the night, that's why." Gavin replied, a sloppy smug grin on his face as he glanced over at Michael who narrowed his gaze and resumed his interrogation.

"So who was your date? Was she hot? You gonna see her again? Did you get laid?" Michael reeled off the questions as quick as they entered his mind, giggling a bit with the way Gavin spluttered and stammered when he tried to answer all of the questions at once.

But he seemed to get a hold of himself because he huffed and crossed his arms, voice determined as he replied with a solid "can't say."

"Aww, but I'm your boi! You should be telling me all of this shit!" Michael insisted, flicking a piece of popcorn over at Gavin who attempted to swat it away but only ended up flailing his arms and completely losing what Michael had thrown at him.

"I'm sorry Michael but I can't tell you. Besides, Jack said we should wait a bit longer to tell anyone, we're both really bloody nervous." Gavin replied, his voice definitely still slurring as he spoke. Michael rolled his eyes when Gavin reached to grab for another drink but completely missed, instead knocking over an empty bottle and forgetting what he was doing in the first place.

"Jack? As in Pattillo?" Was all Michael could say. He was confused and surprised to say the least, so pressing the subject was probably his best bet to get more information out of the drunken Brit. "Like, our Jack from Achievement Hunter, not another random Jack I've never met or heard of?"

"Shit, I didn't mean to say that." Gavin muttered, realising his mistake. Well, it seemed like he still retained a little bit of a filter. Or at least he recognised that he'd lost it.

"Why not?" Michael asked lightly, knowing that with those two words he could provoke Gavin to spill everything. And that was exactly what Michael was aiming for.

"Uh, yeah I do mean our Jack and I'm freaking out because what if Geoff says we can't date? And what if you get mad? And what if Ray and Ryan just laugh? And what if the audience stop watching because of us?" Gavin looked genuinely worried, his brows were furrowed and he was pouting at Michael with a sorrowful expression. Michael could sense that Gavin had a lot on his mind so he allowed Gavin to vent for a while to get it all off his chest. "And I really don't want Jack to get hurt because he's so sweet and lovely and such a great boyfriend and I care about him so much it's almost insane. I love him, y'know? I don't want bad shit to happen."

"Okay, first of all you gotta know that Geoff literally won't give a shit who you're dating as long as you're happy. I won't get mad, Jack's an awesome dude so I have no idea where you got that idea from. And everyone else will think you're both adorable, seriously." Michael insisted, smiling in the most comforting way he could muster. His boi was worried and it was Michael's job as Gavin's best friend to cheer him up and make sure he's not gonna break down. "And if it makes you feel any better, I won't tell anyone. Not even Lindsay."

"Promise?"

"I promise. I got your back, okay?" Michael said, reassuringly giving Gavin a confident smile and he was pleased when the gesture was returned. Okay, so it was a little bit meeker than Michael's but at least Gavin was happy.

"Thank you Michael, I don't think I'm confident enough to let everyone know just yet." Gavin murmured before throwing his arms messily around Michael's shoulders to pull him into a tight hug. Michael patted Gavin on the back and bit his tongue to stop his chuckling at Gavin's drunken state.

He was surprised about his recent discovery, Jack and Gavin's relationship was certainly something he wasn't expecting. But Gavin was still Gavin and Jack was still Jack, whether they dated or not didn't affect Michael at all. If anything, he was glad that Gavin finally fessed up because otherwise he'd have to deal with shitty excuses and not knowing what the fuck was up until the wuss decided he was going to let everyone know about himself and Jack.