Futile Devices

[fourtysteps]

Title: Futile Devices
Pairing: Gabe Saporta/William Beckett
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Swearing
Word Count: 1,400+
Summary: His once-upon-a-time best friend is smiling, wearing that stupid denim jacket that he's apparently been obsessed with. It's uglier in real life than it is in the pictures, promise.
Beta: skipstoomuch ! She's a sweetie, for real.<3
Notes: Wrote this

Comments

[letusbeheard]

i absolutely loved this :)

[fourtysteps]

<3 thank you so much for reading and commenting! it truly means a lot, and i'm glad you enjoyed this.

[fourtysteps]

:D thank you sweetie, i'm very glad you did. i appreciate that you read and commented.

[fourtysteps]

hahaha, well i'm so glad you liked it! thank you dearly for reading and commenting, it really means a lot <3

[jess_keysmash]

"Um," William says before awkwardly chuckling as he still stands by the door, pulling at the neckline of his solid white t-shirt. He doesn't know what to do. Gabe is in his house being Gabe. And sometimes when Gabe is being too Gabe, William finds himself being too William. And being too William is never a good thing. Especially if you're already William.

This paragraph has gone missing from your story. Do not be alarmed; I simply stole it, ran to Vegas with it, and married it.

lakjsdflasdj I loved this! When Gabe was trying to convince William to grow his hair out, he just about had ME convinced to grow MINE out. :P

[fourtysteps]

AH! :D thank you for your lovely comment. it made me smile! it means so much that you read and commented this for me, you're so wonderful JUST UYRAIKDJFHIJKDLKJHJNJFD!
and yesssss, gabe is very good at that, with his cute name calling, isn't he? haha <3

[shanrio]

:3
happy > angsty.
:D
♥

[fourtysteps]

thank you for reading and commenting, you lovely girl. but, i'm totally more of an angsty writer. it's my specialty. :D but now and again i can pull out a nice, happy little fic like this to keep the people happy.
<3 but thank you. really.