before i fuck off to la la land, i would like to add to this—
Gaz being so vexed by the fact that he won't be your first everything. first kiss, first boyfriend, but once he finds out that you're still a virgin? oh, all best are off.
he's not letting your boyfriend have that. he's waited far too long (actually, a few months since he discovered that you're back in town and you're all grown up into this beautiful young woman) and he's gone long enough without you by his side.
he's fueled by the vivid memory of you having a crush on him. fueled by the way you sought him out and nestled by his side like a lost kitten finding its new home. he craves to have that back. he craves to be your protector, your happy place, the one whom you trusted the most with your heart.
he does everything in his power to spark to feelings back to life because you fuel a burning fire in him. but all he's gotten from you are polite smiles and reminiscent conversations all the while proving how far you've come from being that little girl who clung to his side for protection and affection. giving him no room to wedge a foot in to see if there's anything, if he can somehow push your little boyfriend to the side and wretch his way back into your heart again.
and the moment he catches you alone when you finally confront him, when all pretences are dropped, when you slip up, your eyes going a little wide, breath hitching in your throat when his gaze drops to your lips. when you don't immediately shove him away once you're cornered in your room, when a small whimper bubbles to the surface as his hand cups the side of your neck—
Gaz finally sinks his teeth in. claiming what's rightfully his your virginity and solidifying his place in your life. after that, there's no letting you go.
