* ╱ 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝙽𝙾𝚃𝙷𝙸𝙽𝙶 .

𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒊  :    rn  chance  &  chase  are  being  entertained  more  than  i  am  and  thats  not  ok  so  you’re  currently  slacking  😤  𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒊  :   ugh  okay  well  …  i’m  sorry  u  chose  to  make  me  mad  and  cancel  our  trip  back  home  tg  bc  you  got  trashed  with  trashy  girls  ://  𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒊  :   idkkkkkk  ,  i  need  to  see  the  gift  to  see  if  it  was  meant  for  me  😌 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒊  :   i  do  wanna  know  what  it  is  ,  so  when  are  you  coming  over  to  give  it  to  me  (  and  also  apologize  😙  )  ?

leonardo  has  to laugh  at  gabriel’s  reaction ,  fighting  against  his  attempts  to  shove  him  off  for  a  moment  before  letting  himself  be  removed .  it  was  always  so  pleasant  to  watch  gabriel’s  mood  drop ,  it  was  his  guiltiest  pleasure .  “ too  familiar ? ”  leo  asks ,  cocking  his  head  to  the  side  and  miming  confusion .  “ gabe ,  we’re  basically  in-laws .  i  think  some  physical  intimacy  is  called  for . ”  he  presents  his  open  palms  to  gabriel  in  an  overdramatic  shrugging  motion ,  “ i’m  just  trying  to  have  an  intellectual  conversation .  perhaps  i  picked  the  wrong  person ,  but  i’m  trying  to  give  you  the  benefit  of  the  doubt ,  gabe . ”  he  pouts ,  tilting  his  head  to  the  side  and  furrowing  his  brow ,  performing  confusion  and  pity .  “ no , ”  leonardo  assures ,  reaching  out  for  the  other  man ,  “ well ,  i  may  not  think  that , ”  which  he  did ,  he  really  did ,  it  was  the  one  thing  leonardo  had ,  “ but  maybe  you  do .  hey ,  if  you  need  a  picture  book  to  explain  the  illusion  of  time ,  there’s  nothing  wrong  with  that . ”  

            *   𝐥𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐨’𝐬   laugh   cuts   through   the   air   like   a   𝒌𝒏𝒊𝒇𝒆,   causing   the   creases   in   gabriel’s   frown   to   sink   even   deeper;   &   at   the   dreaded   aforementioned   phrase   in-laws,   his   jaw   clenches   &   unclenches.   sucking   his   teeth,   his   nostrils   flare   slightly   as   his   eyes   roll   as   far   back   as   they   can,   a   “   qué   cabrón,   ”   hissing   out   from   underneath   his   breath.   he   can’t   make   sense   of   how   he’s   allowed   someone   so   .  .  .   seemingly   inconsequential   get   under   his   skin--   it   indeed   goes   beyond   the   fundamentals   of   the   rivalry   his   parents’   have   hammered   into   him---   either   way,   gabriel’s   never   been   a   particularly   violent,    antagonistic,   or   jealous   person;   &   yet,   everything   about   leonardo   seems   to   evoke   such   fiery,   visceral   feelings   he   can   just   𝑏𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑦   control;   feelings   that   would   otherwise   remain   𝖇𝖚𝖗𝖎𝖊𝖉   had   they   never   been   forced   to   cross   paths   in   such   a   fashion.   ruled   by   his   own   emotional   intensity,   there’s   always   been   something   of   an   untapped   rage   hidden   deep   inside   of   gabriel,   but   in   this   moment,   leonardo’s   𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒈   aura   of   assurance   threatens   to   𝖆𝖜𝖆𝖐𝖊𝖓   it,   especially   with   this   incessant    patronizing.   another   scowl   contorting   his   features   fleetingly,   he   pushes   his   way   past   the   other   male.   “   do   you   ever   shut   up   ?   do   you   know   how   ?   ”   he   retorts,   “   how   about   that   million   dollar   fucking   question,   wise   guy   ?   ”   snorting,   gabriel   leans   against   the   railing   of   the   neighboring   gazebo.   “   the   hell   you   even   here   for   ?   val’s   not   in.   maybe   she   wisened   up    &   is   avoiding   you,   ”   he   concludes    smugly    as   he   retrieves   his   vape   pen   from   his   pocket,   sticking   it   in   between   parted   lips   for   a   puff   of   thc   to   calm   his   ass   down.   “   if   my   parents   see   you   on   our   property,   they’ll   likely   force   me   to   throw   your   ass   out   on   the   street;   nothing’s   fuckin’   changed   around   here.   ”   his   head   tilts,   “  well,   ”   a   half-hearted   shrug   &   a   hint   of   a   smirk   plays   at   his   lips,   “   your   mug   does   kinda   get   uglier   every   year.   you’re   aging   terribly;   just   look   at   you.   ”   he   blows   out   a   puff   of   smoke   as   he   jerks   his   chin   at   him.