#gabe.p

[prxst-n]

@pereamedic​

preston huffed as he waited at the street light, leaning against a sign and watching the flood of colors pass by. the hum of pride week really was at a high and it was a buzz of energy. he had texted gabe and asked if the boy wanted to catch lunch. it was the least preston could do to make up for the paramedic to help him with cleaning up his face after his fight, which he didn’t even remember if he thanked gabe for, not that it would be surprising if he didn’t. but as he saw the face in the crowd he offered a sliver of a grin and waked the other male down. 

“hey, im starving. lets hit up one of these food trucks or something.” he said tilting his head and kicking off the post. “so... what have you been up to?”

[prxst-n]

@pereamedic​

just do one exciting thing, then go back to the beach. it was gabe who he had contacted... or more so grabbed last minute as he decided to get out on the vacation. he loved excitment but all the planned events were just tourist thrilling shit put together for pictures to post and make their friends jealous. “listen, gabe. if i fuck up my leg on this zipline you better be the one to jump down and get me, you got that.” knowing that the boy was a peremedic wasn’t the only reason he grabbed the boy’s attention. surprisingly, preston wasn’t annoyed by him and if he wanted to spend the day with someone then he would at least do it with someone he liked to be around. “so are you having fun so far?” 

[prxst-n]

❝ will you relax? that’s the whole point of a vacation. ❞

“no, i will not. i have been roomed with the biggest asshole on the planet, these drinks taste like sugar, and have the dumbest names i have ever heard. a sex on the beach? can we just stick to calling it alcohol and let ourselves get fucked up?”

[r-bygrxxves]

❝ we need to get you into some AC. ❞

ruby pressed a finger against her skin that was beat red and beading with sweat. she had been around the island all day doing as much as she possibly could and when she came across gabe she watched the worry in his face. “ah! i’ll be alright. look, ive been drinking.” holding up a coconut that had some sort of alcohol in it. “you worry too much, darling.”