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Freelancer/ Gavin- Gavin/lasko

Tw- cheating, yelling, cursing, mentions of NSFW.

I was driving home from school when this sinking feeling came to my stomach. I thought I might have been nerves or something like that but I guess not.

I felt disgusting, and the thing is I don’t even know why- I haven’t eaten in a while, yeah that’s probably it, I’ll eat something. But no matter how much I tried to convince myself I just needed to eat I couldn’t be settled on that answer alone. ‘What was wrong?’

I pulled up to maxes rustic pizza and sat in the car for a second. I needed to breathe. It will all be better if I just breathe…right?

5 minutes go by and I’m still in my car, I eventually get my wallet from the glove box- you sigh a picture of Gavin in it- I start to smile,

‘I really love him’ I thought to myself.

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“Hi welcome to maxes rustic pizza! What can I get you this fine day?” The Guy behind the counter asked. I wanted to get Gavin something to though.

“Excuse me one minute I just need to text my boyfriend, so sorry.” He nodded with a smile and I pulled out my phone

I got distracted again, my lockscreen was Gavin. He was so cute🤍💜

I snapped back to reality. I clicked the text app icon and went to my pinned contacts first one there- Gavin

Freelancer: hey gav. I’m at maxes is there anything specific you want?

^ delivered

Why wasn’t he answering? That’s weird. Maybe he’s sleeping right? Okaayy but it’s Gavin. He wouldn’t go to bed by himself.

“Excuse me? Are you ready to order?” I was back to reality. “Oh right uhm, can I get, a small Hawaiian pizza?” I said as he punched some words into his computer thingy

“That’ll be 7.89$” i reached into my wallet scrounging around to find my card, when allas I found it!

I handed him my card, there was an awkward 2 seconds while he was swiping my card.

“If you don’t mind going over into the waiting area?”

I nodded and walked over to the area that had a big sign that said,

‘WAITING’

I decided to try my luck with lasko. Maybe he’ll want to come over for dinner

Freelancer: hey lasko, are you busy tonight?

^ delivered

Why the fuck were neither of them answering?

That feeling was back. We’re they okay?

“Order for freelancer?” The guy behind the counter yelled,I got up and quickly grabbed the pizza, said thank you and left.

I got in my car, gently placing the box of pizza on the passenger seat. I tightly gripped the wheel. Once again my stomach was turning every which way. It didn’t matter right now I’ll just drive home and everything will be just fine.

The drive home was awful. I kept adjusting my seat, I got cut off, honked at, flipped off, my phone wouldn’t even connect to Bluetooth/Aux. I hoped it would all be better once I got home.

I pulled up to the house and there laskos car was. In my parking spot. That means I have to park on the side of the road and lasko and Gavin were ignoring me or something..

I walked past the windows all the lights were off. We’re they watching a movie? I scrounged through my bag to find my house key, when I finally found it.

I walked inside to see clothes scattered on the floor. As if they had been thrown carelessly. I took one whiff of the air and the stench of burning liquor was vivid.

I walked into the kitchen to set the pizza down to see 3 empty beer bottles and 2 unopened.

‘What is going on?’ I thought too myself. I reluctantly placed the pizza on the counter, and walked toward the hallway.

“Gav? Lasko?” I said in a assertive tone.

I heard a very faint

“shit.” Come from the bedroom.

“You guys in there?” I said knocking on the bedroom door once and then opening it

The second I opened the door my heart sank. There Gavin was shirtless, no less and lasko was shirtless both rushing frantically to put their clothes on.

I felt hurt. Like a bus just hit me. I couldn’t say a word. I couldn’t cry. I felt, betrayed

“Deviant-“ I cut him off “no. No.” You viciously shook your head and walked off.

“Freelancer wait!” Lasko yelled from the other room as I walked back to the kitchen to find my keys

A few silent tears fell from my eyes, making it blurry and hard to see my keys. Gavin grabbed my hand.

“Deviant,” I cut him off again

“That’s not my name.” I said quietly

“What?” He dropped my hand

“I said, that’s not my Fucking name.” I said about to explode.

Lasko ran out of the room with a shirt on buttons sloppily done hair frizzy, sweating, and flushed.

“I can’t believe you- you- you would do this.” I said crying. I couldn’t hold it in anymore

“(Freelancer) I’m sorry my love. I- was,”

“I told you to call me by my name. Don’t call me ‘my love’ . Because this,” I pointed at him and lasko ,” is not love. Not for me anyway.”

“Please give me another chance. We- we were drinking, next thing you know,” I stopped him

“I don’t want to know what happened next. I already do.”

Lasko tried to say something but I shut him up

“Fuck of lasko. You to Gavin. We’re- we’re done.” I said that last part with that confidence I never had. Or never thought I could have.

“Freelancer.”

“I love you. But I can’t do this anymore.” I grabbed my car keys and left.

Part 2? I dunno

david: francis forever

angel: your best american girl

asher: fireworks

babe: brand new city

milo: real men

sweetheart: geyser

darlin: a pearl

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freelancer: i will

gavin: shame

lasko: crack baby

huxley: i guess

damien: i want you

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vincent: goodbye, my danish sweetheart

sam: texas reznikoff

lovely: liquid smooth

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geordi: jobless monday

cutie: i bet on losing dogs

elliot: first love / late spring

sunshine: last words of a shooting star

In the prime universe he takes them shopping and makes them try on a lot of things they'd never buy themselves. He'd make them put on a little fashion show at home and then will be helping them pick outfits for going out.

In the Imperium that's of course not possible, but if we take the cottagecore!witch!AU he's definitely sewing clothes, magically colours fabrics and decorating it for the humanborn. He also probably makes them jewellery out of wood.

In the Mob!AU he showers everyone (but the freelancer the most, of course) in expansive clothing (suits and dresses), jewellery and watches, the best leather cloves and shoes. He takes them to the fanciest galas and speakeasies, so show off that they're the most fashionable mafia family in Dhalia. The Solaires compete.

In the Royalty!AU he obviously fusses before every ball, masquerade or other event to coordinate everyone's outfits, the colours, the fabrics (silk, velvet, lace, embroidery etc.), the gemstones in the jewellery and so on.

In the Ancient!Greek!Monsters!AU he brings the gang stolen sacrificed/gifted to him gold and silver decorations (and special ones for Huxtaur's horns), soft expansive togas and chitons and makes them wear it all (despite Damien's grumbles about it being impractical).

In the Wild!West!AU he always brings everyone little gifts of questionable origin, whenever he goes to town alone he brings back a colourful kerchief, new shiny spurs, a few feathers to put on one's hat, some bright laces and so on and so on.

“freelancer, no! no… no, he's gone. i can't feel him— he's gone. i couldn't… what?”

the tone with which he said what? makes you think he's responding to or asking the freelancer, but the way he put the ward up right after that makes it somehow sound... out of place?

maybe it wasn't freelancer he was talking to. maybe it was his magic sensing something, asking him to move, and him being confused and/or overwhelmed with the sudden sensation. demons are innately connected to music and— stay with me— what if his magic… sounded? like it was warning him, or begging, or maybe even commanding him. what if he was responding to that abrupt melody that played inside of him instead of the freelancer?

before the overflowing emotions of his partner prevailed over those of everyone else inside the ward, he was trying to calm them down, to make them stay in place because it's dangerous to try and approach xavier’s body with the shades still around. he was also calming himself down, taking into consideration the fact that he at that moment was weak (‘no… what's happening to me? i can't get them out of my head–!’) and even if he tried to get to xavier, if the shades get to him first, he would just end up struggling.

but then, fl's emotions filled him up— and his magic was unlike him, it wasn't calm at all. the storm of a thousand emotions that had previously gathered within him suddenly turned into the storm of one person: his beloved. his magic focused on one person but it hurt just as much as the feelings of a thousand people, except that with fl's emotions, his magic actually, suddenly, gained strength and desperation that he didn't even need to channel it or focus on it for him to be able to use it. it was already clawing its way out of his body and all he needed to do was to let it all out.