⟨ . ⋅ ⋄ starter for @dianclowe ! ⟩
❝ oh for CHRIST — you’ve got to be fucking kidding me, ❞ gabriel let out an irritated huff, brown hues rolling in his head before he once again trained them on the pair no less than 6 feet away. he would never admit it but gabriel was JEALOUS. jonathan stokely seemed to be the constant in this little problem but this time he was with diana. was he doing this on purpose ? he had no idea but could he really blame them ( diana and jude ) ? he was charming, fun, and annoyingly good-looking. HELL, gabriel would probably sleep with him TOO if he didn’t have a personal grudge against the guy. he promised himself that he would not get involved but the four drinks he’s already was getting the best of him and before he knew it, gabriel was already marching his way there. ❝ sorry — excuse me,❞ he muttered gruffly to the younger male as he stepped in between him and diana, ❝can we talk ? PLEASE ? away from.. here ? ❞ his head gesturing around the rooftop, gabriel’s voice was lowered and a little slurred, but his features had hardened into a frown.










