#young!gavin

A TIME OF TORTURE AND TEARS! AGAIN! :D

Left to right: Y!David Allen, Y!Richard Perkins, Y!Gavin Reed

//On crack – NSFW suggested//

“Well… I shouldn’t tell you about those… ahah… those stuff,but, eh! I’m too drunk to keep it secret so…” The young man, inthe middle of the party, was now talking to a totally unknown face,but the feeling of getting drunk was such a help to free Gavin’stongue.

“I have a tattoo there…” He grabbed his shirt and lifted it toshow the other a 10 cm – about 4 inches – large tattoo,  it was asort of pentagram in a black sun. He spilled a bit of his drink inhis movement.

“It comes from my favourite show, though… with that I’mprotected against demons!” He laughed so spontaneously andgenuinely that the corner of his eyes became wet.

“And for piercing…” He came closer and passed an arm around theother’s shoulders, barely hugging them while he laid on them.

“Can you keep a secret…? Sure you can!” And he stuck his tongueout at the other. There were two little and silver round piercings,he put his tongue back in his mouth, widely grinning.

“It’s soooo useful in certain specific situation… If you knowwhat I mean…” He raised his eyebrow, giving the other aninsistent look with a pervert smile.

“Ahem…emo phase, you mean… listening at Linkin Park and Metallica, lockedup in your room, shutters closed, writing so depressed and angstythings… thinking that the whole world couldn’t understand you, asif you were the first and only one to experiment this complexfeeling… a mix of sadness and gloomy stuff…?” He looked away,clearing his voice, in an awkward attitude.

“I deadly need a ‘Netflix and Chill’ session…Let me just bring pizza and apple juice, ready for a Supernaturalmarathon… If you want to…?” He asked turning to the other, heslowly smiled.

“Sure you want to… You’re a huge fan of thisshow…”

*

The still smiling boy reached the other, on thecouch, tilting his head on the other shoulder, ready to eat hisfavourite pizza – a Hawaiian, with pineapples, so many people hadshamed him on this particular taste, but he couldn’t help it, thesweet-salty-spicy mix was his fav.

“Wow… you’re the rude there, man…?!! What didI do to receive such… wow ok…” He took a deep breath. Hisfriends looking up and down the unknown dude, ready to help Gavin ifhe needed to. The young Reed had been a bit surprise by the questionand so, a bit offended. Was that implying he had been a rude bitch toanyone? If so…

He felt a huge guilty feeling spread through him fora minute. A dude came and put a hand on his shoulder, to be sureeverything was ok, it helped the boy to get his confidence back.

“Well… to answer you… I don’t think I’m arude bitch, usually… but with asshole like you, I could be rude…”He then came closer to the other one and whispered in his ear.