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Michael.
Catch-up || Pat and Michael
Pat had finally fixed his desk chair when he realised it had been far too long since he’d properly spoken to his boyfriend. He missed Michael.
[text: ragecute] hey you
[text: ragecute] how are you? Want to hang out? Xx
[SMS: Michael] Get in loser, we’re going shopping. [SMS: Michael] Well..I mean.. [SMS: Michael] We’re not... [SMS: Michael] But I’m here.
Partners || Gavin and Michael
A rare genuine smile graced his lips as ‘Gavin’ turned to face his brother, a glee dancing in his gaze that was almost childlike, and perhaps would even seem innocent without its context. Especially with the bouquet of flowers grasped in one hand (he hadn’t quite been able to resist the touch, and given the lack of a romantic context to them, he doubted either of his brothers particularly begrudged him for it) and the slight skip in his step as they wove through the corridors towards where a certain psychic still slept.
From his neck, a thin barely noticeable chain hung. The jewelry itself was hardly significant, it was the tiny bottle that hung from it that held the true significance. Small, subtle, barely noticeable; and easily the deadliest substance in the entire office. It’d been increasingly difficult not to break character ever since he’d slipped the chain around his neck, the Reaper finally giving them the all clear to raise a little hell...
His lips curved as he stopped just outside the door to Joel’s room, a hand reaching out to tangle in Michael’s shirt, tugging the incubus in to a deep, heady kiss, a breathless laugh tumbling from his lips when he broke it moments later. “Are you ready to declare war, brother mine?”
[text: ragecute, beautiful] Hey, are you okay?
[text: ragecute, beautiful] I’m back from Mexico.
[text:ragecute] Hey, where are you?
[text:ragecute] <3
[SMS: Red Ted] Hey Michael! [SMS: Red Ted] Happy Birthday, I uh.. [SMS: Red Ted] I don’t..want to be..a bother or anything because..y’know.. [SMS: Red Ted] But..could you..come and get me?
[text:ragecute] my mom is filling me so full of food right now I swear I'm gonna burst. [text:ragecute] she keeps asking me about my love life [text:ragecute] think I should tell her about the tattooed chainsaw lady and the very sexy man or