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// *screams into the abyss*

     Perhaps it was a bit much to constantly be near him. To stick around him. To all but stalk him. Reaper knew it wasn’t right to do it. Truth go and be told? He didn’t care. He’d do as he wanted when he wanted, what Gabriel thought of it all be damned. He had the time to play the game, place his bets, wrap everything around his claws until when he pulled the strings Gabriel danced just the way Reaper wanted. 

     He was brought from his thoughts by the sound of his voice. One of these days, his name would be called out, wouldn’t it? A grin forms underneath the mask, and the wraith takes the steps forward, free of the shadows that enveloped him. How to answer the query posed. A low chuckle starts it off.

    ❛ Those statements are awfully contradictory. Makes me wonder which you would stick with when I tell you it’s you I’m after. ❜

     In a moment, Reaper’s gone, body collapsing into smoke which moves swiftly in behind his quarry, coalescing into the more solid form. At first he seems to make no moves, until his arms snake their way around and clawed hands place the mask into Gabriel’s hands. Reaper’s mouth lined up to Gabriel’s ear as the low growl made its way out.

    ❛ Eventually you’re going to come to welcome me. ❜

     He doesn’t want to force much more; it’s not the time for that yet. Time has to pass. Gabriel has to get used to him. Drop his guard a little more. However, it didn’t mean Reaper was entirely through yet. One of his hands made their way up, tracing the front of Gabriel’s hoodie carefully, before coming to rest under his chin, holding it in place. 

    ❛ I know you best, after all. There isn’t a single person alive who is as fitted to you as I am. You can try to look elsewhere. I encourage you too. Because at the end of the day? You’ll find you’re going to be missing me. Don’t worry too much about it, Gabe. You’ll find I come when I’m called. ❜

     As suddenly as the wraith’s hands were on Gabriel, they retracted. Followed by the sound of heavy boots taking a few steps backwards, the wraith readying himself to leave. 

“ -- Reaper. “ Angela’s voice was stable, gripping her staff. His CODENAME fit, calling him by his former name didn’t seem to fall easily off her tongue.

             IT ISN’T OFTEN THAT THE TWO FIND TIME FOR ONE ANOTHER NOWADAYS  —  they aren’t in the Soldier Enhancement Program, the two do not share a room anymore, and with Jack Morrison assuming his role as Strike-Commander of Overwatch, well, he barely has time for anyone nowadays. So when Gabriel storms into Jack’s office  “  requesting  ”  that he take a goddamn break once in a fucking blue moon ( as he so eloquently put it ) so the two could catch the evening’s basketball game together, he acquiesced, barely having enough time to push his work aside before Gabriel drags him into the lounge.

             The two sit on the couch, so close that their thighs brush against each other with every slight movement they make, the scene very reminiscent of their SEP days. Jack manages to stay awake for the majority of the game, the constant cheers & yells from his companion enough to startle him whenever he feels his eyelids drooping, but near the end of the game his posture slumps, head sinking until it lands upon Gabriel’s shoulder. He hadn’t meant to fall asleep on his good friend ( for hanging out with him again was pleasant ), but he has not slept in only lord knows how long, Gabriel’s warm & comforting presence facilitating his falling asleep.

             He does not hear Gabriel’s comment, for he is in dreamland at that point, though there is a slight curling of his lips as he finds himself at peace. 

If you snuck into my room I would:

[ x ] Go back to sleep                 [  ] Kick you out[ x ] Cuddle with you              [ x  ] Be like “How in the world?”[  ] Let you sleep on the floor    [  ] Become angry

If you kissed me (or hugged) I would:

[ x ] Kiss or hug you back                       [  ] Smile and laugh[  ] Stiffen, and feel uncomfortable        [  ] Push you away[ x  ] Be shocked                                       [  ] Strike you

If you asked me to go out with you for a day I would say:

[  ] No          [ x ] Yes        [  ] Most certainly not.          [ x  ] Without hesitation.

You are:

[ x ] Cute          [ x ] Adorable         [ x ] Attractive        [  ] Beautiful[  ] Okay         [  ] Ugly                 [ x ] Am not going to grace this with an answer

You are to me a:

[  ] Stranger          [  ] Acquaintance          [ x ] Ally[ x ] Friend              [  ] Love                        [  ] Rival [  ] Enemy

I find you to be:

             Jovial does he become as soon as Gabriel enters the lounge, even more so when the man joins him on the couch. The corners of thin lips uplift into a toothy grin, Jack practically radiating. He knows by now that Gabriel’s heavy sighs usually mean nothing ( therefore he was not concerned ). That’s just how he rolled.  ❝  Hey, Gabe ! Not much. I’m just gonna watch a movie. Wanna join me ? It’s a little lonely in here. Dunno what everyone else is up to.  ❞