“which is still shocking to me, considering all the shit i’ve pulled throughout my life. not to mention the time i almost got arrested for starting a bar fight, but… i’m mentioning it,” he jested, trying to add some kind of lightheartedness into the suddenly tense atmosphere surrounding them. most of his exes held grudges against him, reasonably so as well, that often left him feeling hopeless in trying to make up for his past deeds that had hurt them. thankfully, liv isn’t considered one of them. although things didn’t work out between them, having her in his life still and proving to be one of the few people he could fall back on without hesitation makes him overjoyed. “mhm, i don’t believe you. like, i get it, i broke out two weeks ago. but i like to think my skin is better now,” he huffed out childishly, though tilting his head back for her to do what she did best when it came to caring for oneself. besides, he’d be a fool to object; gabe always leaves her place with glowing skin and feeling more refreshed than he has in months. however, he could feel his heart pounding out of anxious nerves as he observed the facial reactions he was receiving from the platinum blonde. the reason this is eating at him? well, it hits far too close to home in regards to the car accident. every time he thinks of this, the dj gets thrown into a flashback when he was thirteen years old–eagerly awaiting the arrival of his late parents, unaware that he’d be unable to see them again for the very last time. suddenly, his hands became clammy and he didn’t even realize he was bouncing his leg up in down as he sat on the toilet seat. “that doesn’t mean i’m not somewhat responsible for it,” gabe mumbled out, feeling a familiar stinging in his eyes and rapidly blinking in order for it to subside, “i fucking knew he drove to the club though, liv, so i should’ve known he’d get into his car and drive home. he could’ve killed someone and then it’d just… be a mess.”
Liv hesitated for a good long moment after the last thing that Gabe said hung in the air, the but interrupted her own thoughts by mustering up the words it took to get them out of that pause before it became pregnant and awkward. “Well you know that if you showed up so I can make you feel like a monster or like you’re a terrible person, you came to the wrong person and the wrong place, Gabriel.” She knew the trauma that the boy sitting in front of her had been through as a young teenager, he’d confided in her about it well before they’d dated and she’d always made a point of being someone that he could lean on emotionally, well after they weren’t together anymore. So many people who dated when they were young and stupid in high school allowed petty past grudges to prevent them from continuing to care for one another, and she was glad to have never had that happen between her and Gabe, especially in moments like this. She noticed the nervous habits like the bouncing of his leg, the way he wrung his hands together, and decidedly held off on the face mask for the moment, instead leaning down to wrap her arms firmly around him, pulling him in toward her for a warm, protective hug as she rubbed over his shoulders and back. “They’re fine now. And it isn’t your fault- none of it is your fault.” She spoke gently near his ear, “You’re not a terrible person. Everyone does dumb shit, everyone makes choices that inadvertently hurt people sometimes. Doesn’t write them off as terrible... sometimes, we just have to be grateful that things were only as bad as they were. Not guilt ourselves sick wondering how much worse they could have been.” She meant everything she was saying- years of training as a professional actress still couldn’t have given her the ability to fake that kind of sincerity.
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