Post #200
Fic:
There's a Light On In Chicago (Patrick/Pete)
In honor of this being the 200th post, the theme this week will be: milestones
There's a Light On In Chicago (Patrick/Pete)
In honor of this being the 200th post, the theme this week will be: milestones
“And wet.”
“And dripping all over my two thousand dollar carpet.” William pulls some sweatpants and a soft cotton tee from his dresser and tosses them at Gabe.
“I'm sorry.” Gabe says as William starts taking his soaked jacket off. “I'm...sorry.”
“You don't have to keep saying that.” William mutters, and Gabe turns to face him, “It's not entirely your fault, you know.”
“I know, but I feel bad. And it sucks because the guys on the team, I don't even think they would have cared if I was gay or not. I was just terrified of being judged. It's just hard being someone for so long and just like that you're someone else.”
“You're not someone else to me. You've always been Gabe. Tough, strong, give 'em hell, sweet, adorable Gabe. So, fuck what anybody else thinks.” William says as he watches Gabe peel his shirt off of his body.
“Thanks.” When Gabe's head reappears, donning a knowing smirk and William finds himself turning his eyes to the floor. “And that is why when I go to college, I'm coming out. From the start. Disappoint all the little gay boy and cute girls from the beginning.”
“That's good.” William leans up and pecks Gabe's lips. “I just wish we could go together. Keep everyone's paws off of you.”
“We could...” Gabe starts.
“But what if Princeton-.” William's stopped by a hand over his mouth.
Gabe huffs and puts a leg through the pants. “Have you ever asked yourself if you actually want to go to Princeton, or does your mother want you to go?”
William rolls his eyes. “Hell if I care what my mum thinks now.”
“Whoa. Is that rebellion I hear?” William flops onto his bed and Gabe trails, trailing slowly and climbing in between his legs. “Sexy.”
“I came out to her today.”
“What?” Gabe's forehead wrinkles in disbelief. “Wait, how'd it go?”
“It didn't. She completely ignored it.”
Gabe blinks. “Denial? Your mother? Queen of all that is perfect and straight? No way.”
“Which is why I don't want to go to Princeton any more. Why please her?”
“No, no, no. Wait, William,” Gabe tilts William's head towards him and looks into his eyes. “I wasn't telling you not to go. Princeton is a once in a lifetime opportunity, and I think you should take it.”
“But, it's not what I want. What I want is to be where you are, Gabe.”
William leans in to kiss Gabe easily, his tongue tracing lightly over his lips before delving inside, flicking and curling his tongue around Gabe's. “God, I'm going to miss this.” he says as his hips snap up, seeking the release that he's craved all day.
“Okay, how about this,” Gabe suggests as William kisses a trail of wet, sloppy kisses down his jawline. “If you don't get accepted to Princeton, you come to Illinois Uni with me. If you do get accepted, we'll figure out what to do from there. Okay?”
“Mmm,'kay.” William agrees, letting his eyes slip closed. “Okay.”
-
Mrs. Beckett opens her son's door a bit to reveal the two sleeping boys entangled close, laying across the bed. She smiles wearily for a while and lets the door close.
They can always talk in the morning.
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This is adorable, just what I wanted. Thank you :) xxx
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