Tina -was waiting for this opportunity- “Say something nice to me or else” ❤️
WHAT MY MUSE LIKES ABOUT YOURS MEME. * ( ACCEPTING. )
“ Tch, fuck, T . . . like you even had t’do anything other’n ask. ”
Gavin snorts playfully with a shake of his head as he leans against the table, the smile softening on weary features as he seems to mull it over in the momentary silence.
“ You’re uh . . . you’re smart, Tina. You’re really smart. I know I don’t really . . . say that enough but uh. I mean there’s a reason I run everything by you and Chris first b’fore doin somethin’ big. ”
It was a new admission, something he mostly enjoyed keeping under wraps for very specific reasons. If someone knew how much power they had over him he feared they’d abuse it. Although abuse of power was something Gavin employed frequently in his relationships, it was the only way he knew how to combat the return of such a theme in his life. ✱ ( Weaponize that which has been used against you, take it into your own hands and fight. )
“ You know your uh – your opinion on me means a lot, n’ . . . I like the fact that you always call me out on my shit. I mean, Chris does in his own way but, you know, you don’t fuckin’ give me an inch when I’m bein a fuckin prick and I respect that about you. You’re a real hardass when you need t’be but I know I c’n always count on you to lean on when I’m feelin out of my head. You’re a good cop and you’re a good fuckin friend. ”
A light pause as fingers drum along the table, nervousness at the bearing of his own heart to his friend before he quickly adds in a far more playful tone.
“ B’sides, your jokes make me look like a fuckin comedic genius so – gotta keep you around at least for that. ”
A wink and click of his tongue, he’s joking of course but he couldn’t help himself.
