AU FTF 001 → 'SPIT IT INTO HIS VOICEMAIL’
Violet eventually found Lux and snatched his phone out of his hand, hanging up with a sigh when she saw Gus’ name on the screen. “Really, Lux?” The redhead sighed and stuck it in her clutch, grabbing onto her friend’s bicep to tug him inside of the mundane club. “The idiot called and left Gus a voicemail.” She announced loudly to the group and that got a laugh and an eye roll out of the collective group. Selene fondly mussed up the blond’s hair. “I’m sure he’ll enjoy that.” She teased.
Gus was actually asleep at his laptop, only waking up once Parker had returned from getting food from the cafeteria. He shook Gus awake and Gus sat up abruptly, rubbing tiredly at his eyes and yawned. Getting up, he shut his laptop and headed to the shower room down the hall with his towel and shower basket, along with pajama clothes. He immediately passed out on after his shower, not even bothering to check his phone.
“Hey!” Lux whined as Violet stole his phone, pouting at her and letting the small girl drag him back inside. He flopped down into his chair, groaning, trying and failing to duck out from beneath Selene’s hand. “Fuck off, all of you,” he grumbled petulantly, but was quickly distracted by the sight of food Diego and Jay were splitting and immediately focused on stealing some. By the time they made it back to the dorms, he was stumbling, collapsing onto his bed and sleeping solidly until the morning.
He awoke with a groan, a headache and an unpleasant memory of calling Gus, which he was sure had just gone fabulously. He buried his face into his pillows as he blindly searched for his phone, licking his lips nervously and tapping out a text. ‘Hey, so. I guess I called you last night?” he sent, hoping that it was an okay probe, that he hadn’t said anything on the call that would be too embarrassing or ruin what friendship he had managed to secure with Gus.