@certifiedprettyboy continued from x
Steve so rarely called him ‘baby’. It was special in that way, that unspoken marker of Gavin’s more vulnerable state. Gavin laid over Steve’s body, face smushed into his lover’s chest, their legs tangling together.
He’s hesitant to speak, not wanting to break the fragile bubble they’ve made around their personal snuggle pile. Gavin takes a deep breath in, making it the first red flag evident by the way his breath shakes. The second marker is Gavin’s hands fisting into the sides of Steve’s shirt, holding onto him for dear life. In the softest, shakiest of voices he responds,
“i’m fuckin’ fine...”


















