man like me

Dorian: Yeah... yeah I'm gonna go get the papers tomorrow.

Dorian: ... You're okay with another kid and a dog running around your place? Gotta warn you, they're not the neatest.

Gabriel: you know I love her. I love you. I love your doofy dog.

Dorian: It's not weird or anything since she's my niece? I just don't want there to be any reason for her to ever think I'm not there for her. And you know... weird for you.

Dorian: Yeah? What's up?

Gabriel: It's not weird, no. She loves you, I think it'd mean the world to her.

Dorian: Ahh adoption? I’ve been thinking of finally officially adopting Amelia.

Dorian: I’d ask Peggy but I kinda just wanted to ask you first.

Gabriel: Dorian.. I think that's a wonderful idea.

Dorian: I need some...advice.

gretchen: -a selfie of her and carl in their crowns-

gretchen: SO THIS HAPPENED??????????

gretchen: i'm personally so shook.

gretchen: then one of the tenners started singing the song from trolls that liv loves so much and it was literally the funniest and most perfect thing.

Gabriel: fitting!

Gabriel: -picture of liv passed out, sprawled across him and dorian in their bed-

Elena: I am not saying a thing about that.

Elena: Yeah, and what if she actually dies this time. Like yes she knows this time, and precautions will be taken... but you didn't see what looked like a crime scene when she had Liv.

Gabriel: El... we'll take every single precaution available. I understand that you're scared, I think we all are but I get that it's worse for you, seeing her like that.

Gabriel: what's done is done, though. letting the fear take over will just put you and her under more stress neither of you need. Let Carl and I do the worrying this time around, you both just focus on the things you can control and enjoy being able to share this experience with her now.

Elena: we where together how many years, you should at least remember snickers is one of my least favorite candies.

Elena: And i do support her.

Gabriel: i was drunk 90% of the time cut me a break

Dorian: ???

Gretchen: first off, why are you just...you?

Gretchen: second, you're going to be a grandpa again and i'm crying because mom's being SO DIFFICULT about it.

Gabriel: my purpose in life is to make things interesting for you, your sibs, and dorian. you know this.

Gretchen: oh my god.

Gretchen: holy shit.

Gretchen: i'm about to put you on facetime and possibly ruin my entire night's sleep and you'll find out why in a second.

Gretchen: - dials and waits -

Gretchen: hey, dorian. what's up? c:

Gabriel: it’s not Dorian.. it’s dad.

Dying alone with no one but his cat and his probable-murderers had been absolutely fucking horrible. There was so much in his life he’d left unsaid, that he hadn’t done. For so long Gabriel had suffered and taken that out on others. He’d been flighty, unreliable, had lashed out so much... There was no question in his mind that he didn’t deserve the love and forgiveness that he’d been met with by so many. 

As he’d been on the floor, life draining, he thought of the fact he’d abandoned his two eldest children. Couldn’t cope with the possibility of screwing them up so he’d left. Then, when he’d finally decided to be a father when his second wife had gotten pregnant.. He just, didn’t know how. So he spoiled Gretchen. Used gifts and money as affection because honestly, what other way was there? He was beyond emotionally stunted. Hadn’t even known how to show his son that he was over the moon about his grandson. Everything was.. Hard. Not just with his family, but with Dorian.

Ah, Dorian.

He’d been falling for the man at an alarming rate but rarely showed any true emotion or vulnerability to him. He’d died without letting Dorian know that he wanted a real shot with him. That he wanted to have something that he wouldn’t run from.