Warning: This story contains m/m relationships. It is not technically 'slash' as this is a real couple in the show. However, if this makes you feel uncomfortable, please click the back button. It may be 'suggestive', or even more, I have yet to decide. It's also not really a 'comedy' piece, as most of the things in the show are funnier if you see them, but not so very funny if you're the person it's happening to!
Disclaimer: I do not own The Brittas Empire, or any of the characters from that show.
A/N: I love the Brittas Empire. There will be several chapters to this story, I hope you like it! I've always loved Gavin and Tim, even when I was 13 or so, and saw it for the first time. Also, there are definitely not enough TBE fics out there! This fic follows the episode "Opening Day", (second episode ever) and like many stories I have thought of, it is a product of my imagination wondering (or in some cases being desperate to know) what was going on behind the scenes. The Brittas Empire unfortunately never tells all that much about the other characters, so you are forced to fill in the gaps. This fic is my attempt at gap-filling. Sorry, I've had to fill in a lot about Gavin and Tim's relationship, pasts and personalities, based on what I've seen, what I can remember, and what people have told me. Unfortunately I have not seen any more than the first season since '00 I think it was. But I think I'm doing alright at gap filling!
This is the first fic I've written of length, and that I've put on fanfiction. It is also my first 'slash' fic, or anything of that variety. I am trying to make it so that it is readable for people who have not seen much of the show, or who have never seen the show at all! I hope you enjoy it. I'm enjoying writing it. Tell me what you think.
It was still dark outside. Gavin lay on his side and stared at the wall, watching the shadows created by the streetlight outside flickering through the bedroom curtains. One of the nicest times of day, morning. Lying half asleep yet thoughtful, inhaling the scent of clean sheets and aftershave. He took in a deep breath and stretched out a bit more so that his feet reached down to the cool bottom of the bed, his leg brushing his best friend's. With a slow move of his head, Gavin turned his attention to Tim, still sleeping silently beside him, his head off of his own pillow and onto Gavin's. He was smiling in his sleep, just a slight turn-up on one side of his mouth, and Gavin echoed it, watching him. Gavin sighed, and just gazed in the gloom. Tim had one hand under his cheek, his legs curled up. Tim moved in his sleep so that his other hand flopped over Gavin's waist. Gavin reached slowly and began to stroke his lover's fingers. Tim snuggled further under the quilt, covering his nose against the cold air outside the bed.
Over Tim's head, Gavin could see the digital display of the alarm clock. Ten minutes until wake up time. His hand curled around Tim's index finger. Still watching Tim, and not yet bringing himself to move, Gavin decided he'd soon brave the cold, wrench himself away from the bed and its occupant to start organising some breakfast. Tim could have a bit of an easier morning. He always took that Mr Brittas more seriously than Gavin did. What a boss to have. And he could guess already even after only a week working at the leisure centre that today, Mr Brittas would be worse than usual. Or… that he'd be the same, but the whole situation in general would be far more stressful. At least all the construction work on the centre was done, but the first of the public would be coming today. And the Duchess of Kent was coming to open the centre. Gavin yawned and looked at the time again. This was comfortable. He was tempted to drift off. Today was also the first day the staff had to come in at six am instead of nine, and it felt far too early. Tim wouldn't be able to convince him to have extra shower time. At least not at this rate.
Briefly he wiggled closer to Tim, so close he could feel Tim's breath on his face. Tim's arm curled around to his back possessively. He felt the blood rush to his cheeks. He felt so lucky. Even in the shadows, Gavin could admire the shape of his face, how he lay like a small child, how beautiful he looked… Right. Have to get up. He fluttered a kiss between Tim's eyebrows and then slid out from under Tim's arm, dropping one leg to the floor without sitting up, then the other, before flipping the quilt back in place, getting out quickly so he wouldn't make Tim cold. Looking back, he saw that Tim's smile was wider.
tbc
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P.S. Sorry, I think there was a problem with the site. I had to remove the story and put it back. I lost one review by Courfey. "Aww, this is rather sweet so far. Looking forward to reading more :)" My apologies that it was lost. I really appreciated your comment!
