Come And Get Me.

Gabriel Bristow - Gryffindor - Fifteen.

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He watched as Gabriel slumped forward, letting out a grunt that he could only assume meant that he was at least consenting to that fact.

"Despite being an old man, Roscoe is the first guy I've ever kissed. I know just as little about all of this as you do." It was true, in his long line of being here he hadn't even held anyone's hand romantically. Roscoe had been his first then, too. "But I'm not letting my inexperience stop me."

He smiled at Gabriel, before flopping back on the grass and letting out a sigh. It felt really good to just lay here in the sun, letting his sweat dry on his body. He needed a shower, and he knew when he did he'd scrub every inch of the sweat off of him. Really being OCD had it's downfall.

He didn't really have much else to say, and he waited for Gabriel to ask him anything else. He had done some uh... research... on how to do everything since he was now dating a guy. Of course he had no plans on going through all of it, but having the extra knowledge wasn't a bad thing. So while he couldn't speak from experience he could at least give a few suggestions.

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Roscoe.. The name honestly rung no bells to him and it didn't matter how many times he said it, he wouldn't know who the guy was. Didn't mean he hadn't seen them together, so at least he had a face for the name. Gabriel let out a loud, whiny groan and pushed his legs out to stretch in front of him before bending his waist forward and, resting his forehead in the grass--probably normally quite a feat for a male but hey. He wasn't going to brag about it.

"I hate this, it's confusing and complicated but I guess the only way I can really fix anything is to talk to him about it isn't it?" the Gryffindor asked, face muffled by the grass and, arms stretching out, fingers splaying on the heated earth.

Fuck this sucked. 

Lifting his head up, Gabriel did his best to muster up a smile of some sort. Though it ended up looking more like a grimace. If this encounter was any indication he was never very good at talking to people. Not about something like this; something that involved direction and vindication. And direction. 

And the possibility of saying the wrong thing and.. hurting feelings...

"Thanks Deth.. I guess I'm all out of time to doddle though. Augh.." pushing himself up and back into a sitting position, he arched his back and stretched, listening to the bones crack and pop back into place before standing up and nodding down at his old friend.

"I'm sure you'll find out how it goes somehow Mr. I See and Know All." With that, Gabriel kicked off and headed towards the school, tossing a half assed wave over his shoulder.

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He watched the anger leave him, and it was hard to keep a smile from appearing on his face. The last thing he needed was Gabriel thinking he was mocking him. Nodding at Gabriel he was glad to listen to the kid realizing everything.

"He loves you for a reason, Gabriel. He loves you for you. The only thing that's changing is that neither of you are lying to yourselves or each other." He tried to give him an encouraging smile, "I'm sure you'll figure it out. And who else is more patient and understanding than him?"

His eyes moved to look out at the Forbidden Forest, thinking of the creatures within it, giving Gabriel a few moments to think. "Gabriel... Can you honestly see yourself with anyone but him?" It was a risky question, and most guys saw themselves with everyone under the sun at one point or another, but that wasn't really what he was asking. He was asking if Gabriel could see himself getting close to anyone like the way he was with Reynard. Start over and trust someone like he trusted that kid.

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He couldn't exactly say that Dethrin was helping him now, so much as just putting more questions in his head. Answering all of his own with, more. Gabriel's head felt like it was going to split open and just pour everything out onto the grass beneath him. All he knew was that, no one was really quite as.. patient as Rey. No one that he knew at least, except maybe Dethrin here. 

No one really gave him enough time. Enough reason to show that he wasn't always such a brute. But he doubted that even Dethrin really knew that. But Rey did. 

Gabriel squinted up at the sun and, gave a soft shrug as he thought the question over. Or maybe, it wasn't a shrug so much as it was a slumping forward. He wanted nothing more than to just lay down on his side in the grass and sleep or, maybe even just die. "How am I supposed to answer that? I'm fifteen years old! Or, have you forgotten that already. I'm not an old fart like you, I can't just know these things!" 

So maybe he was getting a little bit defensive.. he had his reasons. Gabriel felt like he was being pushed into a corner, put on the spot with these questions but he knew, for a fact that it wasn't what the Ravenclaw was trying to accomplish with this. More so steering him in the right path to find the conclusion himself. Not answer it for him. Which was probably better in the long run; Dethrin was smart. He knew just which egg shells to tap and, which to leave alone.

As if on queue he let out a grunt of acknowledgement, regardless of his previous statement.

Of course he couldn't.. that was stupid.

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He laughed as Gabs said he'd get in trouble for it, in a way giving a bit of a compliment in his own Gabriel way. But his laughter soon changed to a more serious one, though his eyes held a bit of the laughter. Dethrin had known Gabriel and Reynard nearly their entire lives, of course he'd gotten good at reading them. Just because their parents didn't seem to care didn't mean he didn't. In a way when Kaisa died he paid even more attention, trying to distract himself with other people.

"Don't force yourself into something you're not ready for," he said. It was odd, saying this. He had figured eventually the two would get together, but this may not be the best time for it. Gabriel was always angry, and being in a relationship would take patience, but Gabriel and Reynard had been friends for a long time. He had no doubt the man would have enough patience when necessary, but set his foot down when needed. In a way he respected Reynard for that, seeing some of himself in the slightly younger student.

"But, you should know that no one knows how to at first. The only way to learn is to try. You can't gain knowledge if you don't experience it." Gabriel was good at jumping into things head first, it was good to see him actually taking the time to think about it. It also meant he was really giving this relationship a lot of thought, he was considering upping the relationship. He'd been wondering when they would both figure this out. They had relied on each other for so long and had been close for years, it wasn't surprising that eventually the relationship would develop into something more.

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He hadn't really thought about that, admittedly, that no one knows how to do anything at first. You needed to walk before you could run right? Well, that wasn't always the case with Gabriel who was so used to charging into everything--in fact he was positive that he'd been hanging from the chandelier before he could even walk a few steps--he honestly didn't even know what was keeping him from doing any of this but, still. Okay, maybe he did know why.

They were friends but. Oh fuck it. He really couldn't even be angry anymore. What was he even angry about? He thought he knew.

"I've been lying to myself for a long time haven't I?" Gabriel was definitely angry at himself. He knew he was stalling on it because, well sometimes it was easier to just deny these things rather than accept them as a truth. "But I just don't know what to...do. I mean how do I.. go about all that junk.. It's just confusing."

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He watched the conflict play over Gabriel's face, waiting for him to say the words. It was amazing to watch the emotions play over his features. Usually Gabriel was always angry, but he watched the conflict at this decision play over him.

Leaning forward he looked closely at Gabriel, making sure their eyes met.

"If this is who I think it is, they are the most patient person you have ever met, and probably already the closest." He gave Gabriel an encouraging smile. "Relationships are difficult, but at the time they can make you a better person, and happy." He bit his lip for a moment, ready to talk about something he never ever brought up. "With Roscoe... I think this is the happiest I've been since Kaisa... Well... You know. Maybe this will be a good chance for you to let more of something good into your life, something you already know is good."

It was probably the most he'd spoken in a week, but when he spoke he tried to make sure it was useful. He hoped this was.

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Despite eye current eye contact—which was for some reason a little bit unsettling to him. Though he wasn’t sure why. Dethrin’s eyes were blue too. Not the same blue but, they were still there—he found himself rolling his eyes and scoffing slightly. Of course he knew. How couldn’t he know? It’s not like Gabriel was exactly an open fucking book or anything. In fact he often found pride in the fact that when it came to stuff like this it was a little hard to read him but..

Dethrin had always been different. Too keen, that one. Too smart.

But of course he had heard about the other boy and, his sister. Maybe a relationship was the right thing for Dethrin but was it the right thing for Gabriel? He didn’t know. He couldn’t be sure. He arched a brow and let his cheek forehead rest against his knees, eyes still in a hard lock with the older mans.

“You know way too fucking much. More than you let on. Shit’s gonna get you into some serious trouble one day… not that I’m not grateful or anything.” 

He’d been at the mercy of this smart ass for years, despite that it might not seem like it. Or at least, that’s the way that Gabriel saw it. Like he owed him or, something like that. All the times he’d gone around being smart and picking up on things and.. covering for him. He let out a small sigh and, closed his eyes, breaking that eye contact.

“I don’t know how though. I don’t even know if I like them, or if they gave me fucking indigestion.”

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He didn't push Gabriel to speak, that would probably be the worst thing he could do. Instead he relaxed, patiently waiting for Gabriel to decide he wanted to speak.

When Gabriel started speaking he looked over, nothing really changing on his face. He wondered how long it would take the man to realize he liked Reynard, but he didn't want to sound like a dick for pointing it out. Who knew, maybe he convinced himself he liked someone else.

Carefully avoiding pronouns he waited to see if Gabriel was going to explain more or not. When he didn't say anything Dethrin asked, "Do they like you back? It is not a bad thing to like someone, Gabriel." He was sure that Gabriel would have found out he was with Roscoe, most people somehow aware of it. He was hoping that if Gabriel did realize his appreciation for Reynard he'd know Dethrin would be accepting of it.

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Did they like him back.. Did they ever. Well, if astronomy towers and awkward morning encounters were any kind of clear indication. That and the whole.. blubbering hokum that spilled from Reynard's mouth the other night which, by the way he still didn't know what to do with. So he figured the best course of action to that question was to.. simply nod curtly. Sharp and efficient. 

But it wasn't, really, in his opinion right now a good thing to like someone. Maybe not a horrible thing but, not a good thing. Not when Gabriel himself wasn't even sure how to show many positive emotions outside of a rough around the edges smile here or there and, sheer excitement when the occasion called for it. He guessed as much as he hated to admit that he could be, he was afraid of hurting their feelings.. by not being able to fully show his reciprocation.

"I know they do."

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It took everything in him not to laugh as Gabriel said the wall deserved it. Biting the inside of his cheek to stop the laughter he studied the boy intently, trying to figure out if it was a joke or not. It appeared not to be.

As Gabriel sat down he moved to sit next to him, a good couple of feet between them as he lay back on the grass. It was a nice day, and he balled his robes into a pillow to lay under his head. Closing his eyes he took in the quiet for a few moments, sighing lightly. But as Gabs started speaking he sat back up, pulling his legs upwards to rest his elbow on them.

"I would be willing to listen," he said after a moment. Honestly, Gabriel should know that by now. And while he didn't know the full story they had grown up together. He had watched the way the boys coward from their family, helped them several times avoid being caught, and always Dethrin had been quiet about it. "I can also give advice if you wish it, but I am a decent listener."

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Did Gabriel really need to talk to someone about this? He wasn't really all that sure because, well, there was more to it than this. He knew everything he needed to know about.. okay. Maybe he did need to talk to someone but anyone who knew him would know that talking about things--especially things like this was not something that Gabriel did.

He just.. didn't do it. He solved problems by himself.

But then again this wasn't really a problem was it..

The Gryffindor didn't even bother to look over at Dethrin as he huffed, the anger showing on his face as he did so. Eyebrows furrowing and, hands balling into fists that easily yanked the grass out by it's roots. 

"I think I like someone. But I don't know what to do about it."

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Of course he wasn't going to leave Gabriel by himself. That sounded like one of the stupidest ideas in existence. Sure, the boy wasn't planning on beating up a kid, but he got the impression that if someone accidentally bumped into him he'd kill the runt. 

No, he would not leave him. And it wasn't really just people either. It was the property and things around them. "I recall a wall recently felt your wrath," he said with a sigh. He had cleaned that one up, though, and really it was best that he had. Gabriel was essentially on his last strike, and if he needed to he would bind up the teenager and spend an afternoon in the Forbidden Forest to calm him down if that was necessary. Or suggest he have a fight with the Whomping Willow. That actually wasn't a bad idea. Perhaps he'd suggest that.

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"Hey." Despite his prior deflation, Gabriel stuck his finger out and poked Dethrin right in the middle of his chest. "That wall totally deserved it okay? Besides, my hand still hurts from that. I learned my lesson." No amount of magic healing would be able to help him fully take his mind off of the pain that he'd experienced when his fist came into contact with that hard stony wall. Phantom pain or no, it was still there.

The Gryffindor let out a sigh and, found himself lowering to the ground to sit in the grass. Fingers plucking and pulling at the blades around him as he huffed like the total grouch he was. 

Dethrin had been around him since he was a kid at those stupid parties. He knew things. "Hypothetically, if I wanted to talk to someone about something really important, but couldn't really talk to the person I normally did.. do you know anyone who might be willing to throw some encouragement around?" He looked up pointedly at the Black boy. Asking for advice wasn't his thing, but someone offering--well he might start singing another tune then.

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He was surprised at how long they walked without speaking. It must have been a record for Gabriel, but he kept his mouth shut and easily kept up. The convenient thing was that Gabriel was short, and it left him and his longer legs keeping pace without issue.

As he turned around and puffed up Dethrin held in his smile. It was sort of amusing how this man defended himself, and how he tried to look bigger than he was. It only made him look younger to him, but that was his own opinion.

"I am making sure you don't decide to unleash your anger on some poor second years," he explained. "I have no desire to interfere on your walk, but I am concerned about the fellow students' safety." He kept his distance, just as he had. Honestly the longer they had walked the more room he'd allowed between them. Gabriel was doing a good job of keeping himself in check, but whenever there was a fight it seemed either Gabriel, Atticus, or Pierce were involved. He was hoping to prevent a fight before it happened, even if it meant getting a few bruises himself as he was a fencer, not a boxer.

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Unleash his anger? Unleash. His anger. If only he could be so privileged as to do something like that in a place like this without getting kicked out. No Gabriel was positive he was on his last straw for this semester and he wasn't going to waste it on some prick of a second year, OR some bigger prick of a seventh. Rolling his eyes he shrunk back down onto the flats of his feet and, crossed his arms over his chest with a huff. Eyes automatically drifting away from Dethrin.

He was never a fan of eye contact with people like him. People that knew too much. As safe as Dethrin had kept Gabriel over the years and, not only from other people but, from himself.. the blonde hardly felt like he was the picture of comfort around him. Didn't feel safe in his own skin--that shell he'd worked so hard to build up around the people around him just.. he felt too naked. Too exposed.

"I'm not going to waste my breath with some snot nosed cad. I'm fine, you don't have to go all papabear on me. Shit I can take care of myself! ..Really I'm okay. No ones in any damn danger." Except for maybe himself. Not that he would go around hurting himself on purpose but there HAD been a few instances when he'd decided that hey, it's a good idea to go and kick a stone wall because dude I hate this shit. And then bust his damn toe.

He kind of had Rey to mother hen him around the school half the time he didn't think he needed help from the other Ravenclaw too. Then again he figured that's just how Dethrin was but really, one person coddling him was hard enough on his pride he didn't need another one. 

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Dethrin was a smart man. In many ways he was probably one of the more intelligent students on the campus. However, as students watched him walk towards that Gabriel fella, they began to doubt said intelligence.

It wasn't so much that Dethrin had a death wish, he'd just experienced Gabriel in one of these moods before. It meant he was most likely going to hurt someone if he kept up this attitude of his. And if Dethrin had any say in that, he wanted to make sure there would be no more students winding up in the infirmary that day.

He'd just gotten out of Quidditch practice, the warm day leaving him rather toasty in his Quidditch robes. It was why they were currently slung over his shoulder instead of actually on his body. Normally he would have put it back on, but frankly if he was going to wind up in a fight with Gabriel the less that man had to grab onto the better.

Walking along with the shorter man he was about 2 paces off to his side. Where was Reynard? Did they get into a fight about something? If so... There was really no way to put a lid on this kid's anger.

Either way he walked along silently, glad that the looks Gabriel gave everyone meant they avoided him.

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It wasn't as if Gabriel hadn't noticed the taller man approach. No he had seen him, he just chose to ignore the guy beside him. Anyone else might have gotten a good old punch to the face--really he wondered why they hadn't just.. expelled him already. Most cases however were in self defense in his eyes so, he guessed that helped--but not Dethrin.

He had many reasons not to want to deck this guy. Not that he couldn't take him in any kind of throw down, but more so because, well, he'd known him for quite some time. One of those few people that Gabriel actually considered close enough to call a friend and even then they weren't that close.

Not close enough that he would go out of his way to talk to him but, close enough that he wouldn't lose his shit on the guy if he could help it.

Keeping up his pace for a few more yards, half of him was trying to, admittedly walk faster to get away from him. The other half was just simply trying to walk. It didn't take long for him to, however slam down on his heels and pivot around. Puffing out his chest a little bit, along with his cheeks and balling up his fists.

Gabriel wouldn't hit him. That wouldn't solve shit. Besides he had no reason to but that didn't mean he couldn't get all puffed up like a damn bird or a cornered cat or something.

"What the fuck do you want Black? Why are you followin me?"

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what are titles? * Dethrin

Merlin.

Merlin, Merlin MERLIN was he ever pissed off.

Mind you this might not have been anything remotely new or, exciting or different really but there was a certain intensity in Gabriel's eyes today that would have told most people to back the fuck off and stay the hell away. It was just one of those days. One of those days where he had woke up in one of the most sour moods of his life.

Ever since the whole fiasco with his best friend, when he wasn't around him he'd been even more testy than usual. Every little thing would set him off or, push him into a flurry of overprotective bouts of fist fights at a wrong mention of the boy. And suddenly he was left hating his life a little bit.

More so than usual of course. 

All in all, Gabriel had decided that his best course of action right now would be to go and get some air. And that's when he found himself wandering aimlessly through the school grounds scowling at anything and, anyone who had the misfortune of looking at him funny.

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Current RP with Gabs and Rey.

Gabs belongs to Toni: http://spitfiresrenegade.tumblr.com/

Rey belongs to Nyx: http://themarchinghammer.tumblr.com

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(( Just leaving this here because it's one of the best things to return to. * u* GOOD SCENE TO PICK FROM KERU. OF ALL THE SCENES. Someone likes bathroom attempted but not at all fornication a little bit doesn't she? hurrnfghrt sogood though thank you, seriously. PRIMO ART HERE. ))

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“You’re doing this on purpose, aren’t you?”

Reynard frowned, trying his best to not make it look like a pout, because okay, yeah, he had only just shot out of bed barely an hour ago and already this was fast becoming one of the worst days of his life thus far.

Period.

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He had kind of been expecting a different answer, but at the same time he couldn't really blame Reynard for wanting to, you know.. freshen up a bit. Not that the guy smelled bad but a good clean up always helped to wash away someones shame. He shook his head but, smiled a little bit. Resting his forehead against his friends neck. 

His friends neck..

It had been bugging him last night, he thought, since Reynard had confessed himself and Gabriel had been drawn from the dark recesses of his mind to come to terms with his own feelings. Were they still just friends? Or.. really what the hell was going to happen now? Were they just going to one up each other until Gabriel caved? ...he didn't even know anymore. He applied a little more pressure with his hips and sighed.

Lifting his head a bit, Gabriel left a small kiss on Reynard's cheek, over his scar. Despite what happened even before that crap, he decided that he wouldn't ask about this. Not until Reynard told him himself. There was always that much.

"You know." Gabriel mouthed the words quietly against the Ravenclaw's cheek. "I'm kind of happy about all this. But I just wanted to let you know that I left my shoes, and my tie in your room and I am not... even going back in there. You might have some damage control to take care of, my bad." He chuckled and slid backwards off Reynard's lap. Shimmying himself as he did so to make the movement extra slow as he detached himself.

"But alright. I'll walk myself.." Turning around he cocked his hip and nodded. Yes, he would go to classes today. If only to tease Rey from across the room. "I'll see you there, I hope." And with that, he ran off. Not even bothering to clean any of the.. three messes he had made. One  in the common room, one in the bathroom and of course, the one in Reynard's pants.

How cool was he?

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“WH-WHAT THE FUCK, GABRIEL?!”

Reynard shuffled back like a frightened animal, his feet shot out in random directions as he pressed his back against the seat as far as humanely possible because okay wow holy shit fuck Rey was not mentally prepared for any of this.

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He supposed, in reality, he was kind of adding insult to injury here wasn't he? But that was just something that Gabriel did.. he knew he had a horrible track record of making any and all problems worse by being so hot headed and generally stupid.

Gabriel took a step forward into the stall and shrugged a little. "I'm flattered that you took the time to think of me I guess.. If it's any consolation I didn't really mean to look or anything. You left so quick I was.. concerned I guess." He let another smirk pass as he bent over and gave a small quick kiss to Reynard's forehead. 

"Anyway. Class starts soon, you know." Gabriel took quick look down at Reynard, resting his hands on his friends knees and leaning down to kiss him. Hard. In his own little way, he was trying to show Reynard that his feelings, his.. spilling his guts out onto the floor weren't lost on him. He knew them, he understood them--he just wasn't sure how to perceive them. To return them despite the fact that he knew he felt them at least to some degree.

A really big degree...

Even if it wasn't something he was ready for. He guessed these things had a funny way of catching you when you weren't ready for them though. Always surprising you, getting you off guard.. Despite the awkward positioning of Reynard's body, Gabriel slid his way into his friends lap and wrapped his arms around Reynard's neck, pulling away from the kiss.

"Are you going to walk with me, or am I just going to have to meet you there?" He smirked, pushing his hips down against the Ravenclaw's. "Rey?"

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It had been a solid couple of minutes before Reynard had regained a good portion of his composure, his breathing now fairly steady while most of his sluggish stupor had debilitated from the mad rush of panicked adrenaline just now.

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What the hell did someone say to that? What.. did you say when you actually managed to catch your best friend right at the end of what looked like a.. really good wank session.. His face instantly lit up red and he ducked his head back down. Legs shaking a little bit as they held him against the stall wall. Why did he think that would be a good idea again? It's not like Gabriel had planned to find Reynard sitting on the floor crying or anything. Actually, he might opt to take that rather than... this.

He covered his mouth and looked around with wide eyes before letting out a loud snort, followed by a stifled gasping chuckle as he tried his hardest... not to laugh. And it really wasn't working very well. His foot jolted out to kick against the stall Reynard was in. It probably wasn't helping the guy from trying not to die of embarrassment but, hey. That's what you get for jerking it in a public bathroom right?

Dropping down onto the toilet seat, Gabriel sat there with his head in his hands, chuckling to himself. "Well. Now I know why you ran off like that. Scared the shit out of me--but dude if I may." He cleared his throat and tapped the stall again. "You've got quite the uh, situation going on down there don't you?"

He'd be lying if he said that Reynard was lacking down there because, well from what he could see all he could really manage to say was wow. Just.. wow. And now that the initial shock had faded, and by extension the humor, Gabriel just felt a little awkward. He was sure there was a way he could turn this around but he just wasn't sure how.

"Quite impressive." 

Wow he just could not let that go. So maybe he was a little bit jealous, and intrigued and.. well that was besides the point. Gabriel frowned and stood up, promptly exiting his stall. "So uh." Moving to stand outside Reynard's, he knocked before reeling back and shoulder checking the door in. Breaking the lock right off it's hinges.

"What were you thinkin about? You looked pretty into it." He smirked, leaning against the door frame of the stall and crossing his arms over his chest. Not that Gabriel really wanted to know that bad but, maybe just to, you know, confirm some suspicious thoughts of his. 

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Reynard was already teetering dangerously in and out of the realm of consciousness by the time he had heard Gabriel mumble something, it could’ve been another jab at just how comfortable he was making himself, curling himself against the smaller body and practically using him as a makeshift teddy bear, or it could’ve been a fairly innocent goodnight.

Whichever.

He was just way too out of it to process any of that. 

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What.. in the flying fuck was going on? One minute he'd been sleeping peacefully--so far asleep that he didn't think he would wake up--and then the next thing he knows he's being jolted away. By the time Gabriel had his eyes fully open and aware.. Reynard was gone. Slamming the door behind him. At first, he contemplated just snuggling right back into the warm blankets and lulling into the safety of his sleep. But then he realized something.

Reynard had been freaking out about something, but what? And why so fucking early? His mind rushed through different scenarios as to what could cause someone to freak out so bad so early. However the process of trying to think was really not working. So instead he decided that he would just find out for himself. Gabriel swung his legs over the edge of the bed and stood up before walking to the door and toeing the door open and stretching his arms above his head as he walked out into the common room.

Okay so, he might have forgotten where he was, and the insistent chatter of other students--he was sure he'd heard Reynard's name in there somewhere--stopped short as most of the eyes fell on him and wow.. Bad idea. The Gryffindor stared back at the room full of Ravenclaw's. His eyes widened as he lowered his arms, lips puckering slightly as one of them coughed in the background, his own eyes following the gaze to his chest. Shirt open for the world to see.

Ooooh.... cool..

Well that was just awkward and really inconvenient for his pride. Stupid.. scar. His hands shot down to quickly fumble with the buttons. Eyes looking frequently from his fumbling fingers to the students all eyeing hi down before he threw his hands in the air. "What!? What the fuck are you looking at!" So, he might not be that much of a morning person, and being in a place where you know you sure as hell aren't welcome, well it doesn't make it any easier to throw on a fake smile and trounce around.

Throwing his hands onto his cocked hips, he glared back at them, not letting a few jerks staring at him getting him too heated. "Never seen a guy come out of another guys room with his shirt unbuttoned before!?" Not to mention to good old morning stiffy he was sporting but, you know.. tighter pants and all he didn't really have to worry about it showing too much. Never was one to give a fuck--he wasn't the only guy in the world with a dick after all. This shit happened.

With a huff, he tried one more time without success to straighten the buttons on his shirt out before giving up. There was no point in trying to hide this anymore he guessed; they'd all seen it. Gabriel glared sourly at the room before turning on his heels and clopping his way towards the door and yanking it open. "No no, don't get up. I'll let myself out you damn tossers." Slamming the door on his way out, there was only one place he could think of that Reynard would be, really. Bathrooms.

And just as he thought, entering the bathroom in a stall way down yonder there was Rey. Or, who he sure as fuck hoped was Reynard because what he was about to do would not be appropriate for a stranger. Hell, it probably wasn't appropriate to do to your oldest friend either but since they were at war it didn't matter to him at the time. Not only that but, well, he wasn't thinking straight. Blinded by a little bit of anger and not being fully awake he was bound to do some stupid shit.

Making his way into the stall next to who he assumed was his friend, he stood on the seat of the toilet and then, stretching his arms out, he used that upper body strength of his to pull himself up on both ends, putting his feet on either side of the stall as a booster--pretty much doing the splits between the stall walls--he leaned over and peaked.

"The fuck is your deal?" Yes it was definitely Reynard. That hair could never belong to anyone else. He stared down at the Ravenclaw grumpily, frowning. No, seriously what was his deal and what was he doing hiding in the bathroom.