#mavin fics

Cute AU, they could be together or they could be just really close friends! Or on the verge of something more

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There is a huge celestial event happening tonight that Gavin really wants to see. He begs everyone in the office to join him but everyone has their excuses (Already have plans, I got kids, I don’t want to, etc). He is bummed out because he really doesn’t want to sit in a big empty dark field alone with a telescope, his camera, and no one else.

He is starting to accept the fact that he’ll be going solo, that is until lunch time rolls around and in walks his Saving Grace: Michael.

Immediately Gavin is on him asking if he wants to join him, but in typical Gavin fashion he says so without actually saying what it is he wants Michael to do.

“Gav, slow down. Start again, what are you wanting to do??”

“Sorry, I’m asking if you want to join me tonight as I try to photograph the comet passing by tonight. It will be absolutely incredible, because there will also be a meteor shower.”

“Are you asking me on a date?” Michael laughs, and Gavin reacts expectedly.

“What! No! I’m not. I just- I’m- I want you to”

“Come with you to a dark place that’s only lit up by the twinkling stars above? Where it will also be cold and we’ll have no choice but to huddle close to share our body heat? Or better yet a blanket between the two of us because your dumbass would only bring one? I dunno Gav, sounds pretty romantic to me”

“Michael please! I have asked literally everyone else in the office, hell in the bloody company! You’re my last hope”

“I’m not even your first choice?! Way to woo a guy, Gav”

“You just weren’t here. You know you’re always my first choice, boi! It’s you and me versus the world, or in this case the celestial happenings that won’t happen again for another Six Thousand years!”

“Okay fine.” Michael says after a beat of silence. Gavin squeals and actually begins jumping in place. Michael laughs and shakes his head.

“But I swear if this is a ploy to Murder me or seduce me I will never forgive you”

“Michael I would never!”

“I can literally see you crossing your fingers!”

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That night Michael picks Gavin up and his ridiculous amount of things. He is surprised by how much equipment stargazing needs. In the movies all they had was a blanket and a thermos of Hot Chocolate.

They load Michael’s car with all the things then head out to Gavin’s predetermined location. It’s a large dark field that conveniently has an incline in the centre which is perfect for their set up. Michael drives as close as he can then helps Gavin carry everything to their spot.

Once everything is in place Michael settles in while Gavin immediately gets to work with locating the comet, and setting up his camera. Michael lays back and watches the stars above, he is amazed by how many there are compared to in the heat of the city. Gavin explained on the way that it’s due to light pollution.

“Michael come look!” Gavin yells excitedly.

Michael gets up to check out what Gavin wants him to. He has him look in the telescope, which he does, and he sees a black background with a very bright star in the centre, there seems to be dust or something flying off it.

“There she is, in all her comet beauty” gavin tells him.

Michael has to admit it’s really cool actually. Gavin is just buzzing with excitement, and Michael again has to admit to himself that he loves seeing Gavin so happy and passionate about things.

He sits back on the blanket and lays down to look back up at the sky.

“Whoa hey Gav what’s happening up there?” He asks. Gavin looks and gets excited again.

He immediately lays down to Michael, who notices how close Gavin actually is.

“That’s the meteor shower! They’re basically a bunch of tiny comets flying above us. They’re much closer to Earth which is why they go so quick. They’re made of tiny meteors, or meteorites.”

“You really know your stuff, huh?”

“Yeah, back home when I was a kid Mum and Dad would always bring me and my siblings to view astronomical events. We always had so much fun.”

Michael just listens in Aweh, he doesn’t know what’s come over him. Probably the obvious romantic vibe he mentioned back at the office. He finds himself looking at Gavin instead of the stars when he talks about his childhood. Only the outline of his face, and his eyes, can be seen under the tiny lights above.

They lay there for a while watching the stars above. Gavin is in Aweh, and Michael is too but he’s not sure exactly if it’s at the stars or his companion.

Gavin jumps up a bit later when he realizes he hadn’t taken any photos yet. Michael laughs and watches him hurridley capture the moments above.

The ending could go two ways.

Either they have a lovely evening and go home, Gavin gets a lot of good photos to sort through while Michael has some thought and feelings to sort through himself.

Or

After taking some photos Gavin decides to sit back down on the blanket to watch the sky next to his Boi. Michael again is very aware of how close Gavin is.

“Isn’t it just breathtaking, Michael?”

“Yeah, it is” He replies, but instead of the sky he is looking at Gavin.

Gavin glances at him and catches Michael staring at him. They both look away and back at the stars.

“I’m glad you asked me to come, Gav. Even if I was your 800th choice.” He laughs.

Gavin nudges him and says, “I told you! You’re always my first choice, boi.”

“I know, and you’re always mine” He smiles and glances at Gavin again, who is actually already looking at him.

They stare at each other for several moment, the stars above forgotten.

“The stars really are beautiful,” Michael mutters.

“Yeah, they are...” Gavin agrees, still staring into Michael’s eyes.

“Maybe we should get back to looking at them...”

“Probably”

Gavin licks his lips, Michael’s eyes lower and sees that, he mirrors the action.

“Gav, I...”

“Yeah?”

“I...” Then Michael leans forward and Gavin does the same. They meet and their Leila press against each other in the sweetest kiss.

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Author: carly-r-arnold

Pairings: Mavin

Rating: Eh. It's not too bad. Fluff and maybe some stuff later

Word Count: 1053 words, but the other parts will probably be a bit longer

A/N: So, this is my first mavin fic. I've had this idea for a while and I have about nine chapters done already but i haven't gotten around to actually uploading them yet. But here I am. Enjoy.

Summary: Michael Jones works as a photographer for a popular magazine and has to go follow around the new up and coming model, Gavin Free.

Part: (1)

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“Michael, I have a new assignment for you,” Geoff said when Michael entered his office.

            “What do you need, boss man?” he asked, expecting something simple that he could blow off, like ‘go to the beach and watch for celebs’.

            “I need you to get some photos of that new model kid. What’s his name? Grabbin Freeze? Weird name, if you ask me,” he said. Michael let out a defeated sigh. He knew this was going to come up eventually.

            “It’s Gavin Free. Can’t you make one of the new employees do it? How about Blaine? He’s pretty good and he’d fit right in with the models,” Michael suggested. Geoff shook his head.

            “Naw. I want you to do it. You’re our best photographer.” Michael groaned. “You’re doing it, okay? Now quite whining and get to work, asshole,” Geoff said, gently pushing Michael out of his office. Michael sighed, walking over to his desk and grabbing his camera. He didn’t particularly like the paparazzi business, but it paid good money. Grumbling to himself, he made his way out the door and to his car. Still grumbling he began to drive away when he realized he had no idea where he was suppose to go. Pulling back into the parking lot, his grumbling intensified. He slammed his door and stormed back inside. He pushed open Geoff’s door with a little more force than necessary and glared at Geoff’s smirk.

            “Where the hell am I going?” Michael fumed. Geoff chuckled.

            “That was fast. How far did you get this time?” he asked.

            “The end of the block. Now where the fuck am I going, asshole?” Michael said, getting irritated. Geoff laughed loudly, throwing his head back. Michael began grumbling again. By the time Geoff’s high pitched, wheezing laugh finally quieted down and he was wiping his eyes, Michael was seriously angry.

            “Okay. Okay. There’s a thing downtown in the old hotel. That’s where you need to go,” Geoff said.

            “Wait. The old hotel that hasn’t been used in about forever and is probably not safe at all? Most likely haunted? That hotel?” Michael said, going a bit pale. As a kid, he had heard stories about people who had died in that hotel. They were not nice stories either. There was one about a man who threw his wife and kid off of the forth floor balcony. Or the one where the owner of the hotel chained a woman to one of the radiators on the first floor and wouldn’t let her leave because he was in love with her.

            “That’s the one. Hop to it, buddy,” Geoff said, smirking at Michael’s pale face. Michael sighed and trudged off back towards his car. He got in and drove downtown to the creepy hotel. When he pulled into the parking lot, he saw a lot of cars and equipment but that didn’t make the place seem any less haunted. The building was huge. At least twelve floors of rooms and probably about twenty-five rooms per floor. There were also floors for the dining hall and the entertainment hall. It seemed like an easy place to get lost in and super easy to haunt. As he approached the door, he saw a burly man with a long beard. He flashed his badge and the man nodded for him to enter. One good thing about working for a major magazine and publishing company was people didn’t question why you were there. It was obvious why you were there and they probably didn’t want you to be but they weren’t going to argue. Michael took one step into the lobby and immediately got chills. He turned back to the man with the beard.

            “Hey, I’m Michael,” he introduced himself, trying to waste time.

            “Nice you meet you Michael. I’m Jack,” he said with a comforting smile that practically screamed ‘I-swear-I’m-nice’.

            “So what’s going on here? Why are they doing this in such a creepy-ass place?” Michael asked, looking around for anyone that looked like a Gavin Free.

            “Shouldn’t you know this? You do work for the magazine. Isn’t that your job?” Jack said.

            “Yeah, well, I try to ignore this stuff if I can,” Michael replied.

            “They’re doing a photo shoot with a horror theme. Each of the models is suppose to be one of the ghosts that haunt the hotel.  The whole thing just seems kind of grim to me,” Jack explained. Michael nodded.

            “So which one is Gavin Free?” he asked. Jack chuckled.

            “Aww man. You have to follow that guy around? I’m so sorry,” Jack said with a shake of his head.

            “Why’s that?” Michael asked suspiciously.

            “You’ll see. That’s him over there. Good luck,” Jack said, patting him on the back. Michael’s eyes followed where Jack had pointed to a tall guy with stupid hair and a dumb grin on his face.

            “Great…” Michael mumbled to himself, stomping over. Gavin saw him coming and shooed off the people he had been talking to. By the time Michael got to him, they were alone.

            “Hi! I’m Gavin. What’s your name?” he asked the short, curly auburn haired man in front of him.

            “For fuck’s sake. He’s British,” the man grumbled before storming off in the other direction. Gavin watched him go with confused amusement. His eyes scanned over his body until they came to rest on a camera slung over his shoulder.

            “Ahh…he’s the pap,” Gavin said, nodding his head. He walked over to the big guy at the door.

            “Hi. Do you know who that was?” he asked, pointing over to the man who was now examining the ceiling through his camera.

            “That’s Michael. He works for Achievement Magazine. He’s suppose to be taking pictures of you but I guess he finds the architecture more interesting,” Jack teased the young British boy.

            “Hey!” Gavin said in mock offense. “He’s supposed to be taking photos of me? Why?” he asked. Jack rolled his eyes.

            “Because you’re Gavin Free. The new face on the scene. There are a lot of people who want to talk to you. Your manager must have liked Achievement Magazine or else he wouldn’t have let this kid in here. Who is your manager anyway?” Jack asked.

            “His name is Geoff Ramsey,” Gavin said.