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✘ gav

  –> Jeremy was shaking by the time the door opened, curled up as much as he could with his hands tied behind the chair. Blood covered his chin and had dripped onto his shirt, staining the bright orange material. It fucking hurt, but he didn’t regret the choices that led to where he was now. He was partially out of it, so it took a moment for him to even register that the door was even open, and another few seconds before he realized someone was in the room with him, and getting closer to him.

  Jeremy’s body tensed, preparing for more pain, and he was surprised when instead of a punch and an angry shout, he was greeted with a gentle touch and a familiar voice. Prying his eyes open, brown eyes met with wide green, and Jeremy startled.

  Gavin?

[hotpinksn1per]

“Ray, Ray, you’re gay.” Gldnboi

" No way- You are !! "

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   --> “Company’s good. Do we have any tea, by any chance?”

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🤒 gav

   –> “I’m okay Gavin, I swear.” He says, as if he wasn’t just laying in bed because his body felt like lead and he couldn’t move much without coughing. Totally fine. Liar.

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   --> [ text: golden child ] ;; you’re right, they could be!

   [ text: golden child ] ;; we should set up a camera in the penthouse so we can watch them

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  --> Jeremy startles slightly, shifting so that his knees and notebook were pulled closer to his chest. Brown eyes dart around for a second, trying to figure out who the figure entering the kitchen was, then trying to find the clock.

  Two A.M., sheesh. He sheepishly smiles, relaxing from the tensed position and turning slightly to better face Gavin. "Yeah, I suppose so. Been at since the twins and I got back. Actually... kind of surprised that I haven't seen anyone until now." He tries to match Gavin's softness, all too aware of how quiet it was in the penthouse and what that meant. Half of the crew had notoriously bad sleeping habits, so if the place was quiet-- aside from Michael's snoring, anyways-- there was a chance that most, if not all of them, had actually gone to bed and he didn't want to risk possibly waking them up. Speaking of notoriously bad sleeping habits...

  "Gav, it's two a.m., you sure you need more coffee?" Concern filters into his voice, an eyebrow raised.

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Gavin runs up and presses a kiss to Jeremy’s cheek before quickly moving away giggling.

   –> “Hey, wait, come back here! You can’t just smooch and run, Gav!”

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  --> Jeremy almost sags with relief as Gavin moves to hold onto him, able to move some of his focus off of staying upright and onto keeping the nausea back. He moves slowly, letting his eyes shut and allowing Gavin to direct him. A wave of exhaustion crashes over him and he decides that, yeah, resting sounds pretty good in that moment.

  "Dunno if I'll be able to keep it down." He mumbles. "Something light?"