#mavin feels

Gavin’s hands reached Michael’s face pulling him in for a long slow kiss. Michael jumped up, wrapping his legs around the lanky Brit’s waist. Gavin’s frame leans against the wall and he holds Michael tight. The two kiss hungrily, trying to forget that their skin kept them apart, letting their kiss melt the two of them together. 

“I love you, Gavin.” Michael said between kisses. 

“You’re my Michael. I’ll always love you, ok?” Gavin said through tears that began running down his face as he heard the front door open. 

“She’s here.” Michael says and holds Gavin tighter. 

“Michael?” Lindsay calls from downstairs. 

“Kiss me, Gavin.” Michael begs in a whisper. He and Gavin rejoin at the lips, both of their face wet from tears, not sure which of them are crying anymore, or most likely both. 

"Come help me with the bags, hun!" His wife’s voice echos throughout the silent house.

“Michael.” Gavin whimpers as the redhead unhooks himself from around Gavin.

“You have to go. I’m so sorry.” Michael says and walks across the room to open the window. 

“Michael.” Gavin reaches for him. 

“Come on, Gav.” Michael holds out a hand. Gavin crosses the room and kisses Michael for one last gentle time. 

“I love you.” Michael pokes his head out the window to watch Gavin climb down the roof of the back porch and safely jump down into the grass. 

“I love you, my Michael.” Gavin says up to his lovely redhead. 

“Goodbye, Gavin.” 

“I love you, Michael. It has really been a journey.” Gavin says. Michael tosses down Gavin’s bag. Once the bag is on the Brit’s back, he walks to the end of the street before sticking out his long thin arm and pointing him thumb up, hoping the next car that comes up would be willing to drive him to a train. A few cars pass until one stops. The window rolls down and a man with tattoos grazing both of his arms looks at Gavin from the driver’s seat. 

“Who’s that Daddy?” A little girl asks from the back. 

“Dunno, Millie. But it looks like he needs a ride.” The man says. 

“I’m Geoff.” He extends an arm and opens the door to Gavin. “You’re not a murderer right?” 

“I should ask you the same.” Gavin hops in.

“Haha, well I’m not. But my daughter here is the master mind behind all of this.” Geoff laughs. 

Gavin had originally planned on taking a train to somewhere new. But once Geoff talked to Gavin about having him live with his family and start a new life, Gavin took the opportunity. He stayed with the Ramsey’s and loved it very much. Soon, Geoff had set Gavin up with a new job in his office. Gavin was excited. As he walked into the office he stopped dead in his tracks. 

“Gavin?” The familiar voice asked. 

“M-Michael?” Gavin’s eyes went big.

“You two know each other?” Geoff asks. 

“All too well.” Gavin responds.