No Matter Where I Think I'm Going, I Always End Up With You
Title: No Matter Where I Think I'm Going, I Always End Up With You
Pairing/band: Gabilliam
Genre[s]: Mush. Complete mush.
Rating: PG
POV: Gabe
Summary: Creepy-but-cute!Gabe goes to visit William while he sleeps.
Warnings: N/A, unless you're allergic to fluff.
Notes: Once again, another reunion to lj fic. :) Wrote this a few nights ago when I couldn't sleep.
It was three minutes past two in the morning; my mind was absolutely cluttered with thoughts of you, while yours rested peacefully. I sat up, softly called everyone's name, one by one, to see who was still awake. No response.
I slowly climbed out of my bunk and padded across the cool, soft floor. I wasn't sure where I was headed, but I somehow knew my feet would lead me to the door of your band's bus. As quietly as I could, I opened the door and stepped inside. Two steps and my eyes were already adjusted to the one bright light that was shining from the side of the bus; the small, but efficient, night-light Sisky had bought for you when you woke one night with tears in your already-watery eyes. I remember that night, because it was the first night you came to me. It was the first time I realized how much I truly cared about you, and you for me, because you didn't ask to come in, you just somehow knew I'd be there. And I was.
I didn't have to check to see which bunk was yours, just gently climbed in beside you. You cuddled right in, like you always do, without waking. The only sound I allowed myself to hear was that of your soft, short, wispy breaths. I placed my hand on your smooth chest and felt my heart adjust to the well-known rhythm of yours almost instantly.
"I love you," I whispered into your slightly messed hair. Even in your sleep, your heart stuttered upon hearing the words. Even in your sleep, you were beautiful.
"I love you, but I shouldn't love you. We can't be together anymore, Bilvy. The whole world knows about Christine and your beautiful baby girl. You've got so much going for you, love. I can't be the one to ruin all of that. You're happy, and you'll be happier without me. It's for the best. I love you. I'm sorry."
I kiss your pale forehead, and know that even in your sleep, you know and feel it too, because as I turn to leave, I can see one single tear escape from your dream-filled eyes.
Pairing/band: Gabilliam
Genre[s]: Mush. Complete mush.
Rating: PG
POV: Gabe
Summary: Creepy-but-cute!Gabe goes to visit William while he sleeps.
Warnings: N/A, unless you're allergic to fluff.
Notes: Once again, another reunion to lj fic. :) Wrote this a few nights ago when I couldn't sleep.
It was three minutes past two in the morning; my mind was absolutely cluttered with thoughts of you, while yours rested peacefully. I sat up, softly called everyone's name, one by one, to see who was still awake. No response.
I slowly climbed out of my bunk and padded across the cool, soft floor. I wasn't sure where I was headed, but I somehow knew my feet would lead me to the door of your band's bus. As quietly as I could, I opened the door and stepped inside. Two steps and my eyes were already adjusted to the one bright light that was shining from the side of the bus; the small, but efficient, night-light Sisky had bought for you when you woke one night with tears in your already-watery eyes. I remember that night, because it was the first night you came to me. It was the first time I realized how much I truly cared about you, and you for me, because you didn't ask to come in, you just somehow knew I'd be there. And I was.
I didn't have to check to see which bunk was yours, just gently climbed in beside you. You cuddled right in, like you always do, without waking. The only sound I allowed myself to hear was that of your soft, short, wispy breaths. I placed my hand on your smooth chest and felt my heart adjust to the well-known rhythm of yours almost instantly.
"I love you," I whispered into your slightly messed hair. Even in your sleep, your heart stuttered upon hearing the words. Even in your sleep, you were beautiful.
"I love you, but I shouldn't love you. We can't be together anymore, Bilvy. The whole world knows about Christine and your beautiful baby girl. You've got so much going for you, love. I can't be the one to ruin all of that. You're happy, and you'll be happier without me. It's for the best. I love you. I'm sorry."
I kiss your pale forehead, and know that even in your sleep, you know and feel it too, because as I turn to leave, I can see one single tear escape from your dream-filled eyes.