Coffee Over Tea // Mavin

Chapter Two

"Your realtor fucking calls you Mr. Free?" Michael smirked.

"Michael! I have a house!" Gav squealed, ignoring the other's comment completely.

There was a moment of silence, and Michael's face fell, quickly followed by Gavin's.

"When... when are you going to move in?"

Another pause, and Gavin looked down, letting out a sigh, "I guess I'll... I'll probably wait a little while before moving out... If that's okay with you?" He looked back up.

"Of course, you moron. I'm not going to kick you out of my house, you're my fucking boyfriend," Michael smiled softly. Gav attempted a smile, but his face soon fell back into thought. Michael's house had made him so much happier than his old apartment.

The ride home was a solemn one, almost complete silence between the couple. Once they arrived, Gavin immediately went into the guest room and closed the door, something he never did. Since their first kiss, Gav had slept in Michael's bed every night.

An hour passed, and the guest room door finally re-opened. Gavin strolled proudly down the stairs to the living room where Michael was, who had decided to let Gav think without bothering him.

Gav sat beside his boyfriend and snuggled into him, looking up at him before muttering, "Michael, I want you to move in with me."

Michael paused, not registering what he said, "Gavin..."

"No, no, but listen, I'll help you move everything... it'll be a new house for both of us... it'll be great." The Brit looked up hopefully.

"Gav..." Michael hesitated before pressing a quick kiss to the top of his head, "Yeah, let's do it. Let's move into your house."

Gavin's eyes lit up, and he immediately pulled out his phone to call his realtor, "Hey, uh, yeah, I think I can move in sometime soon. Like, next week or the week after." A few more words were said, and Gav soon hung up, still the brightest smile plastered on his face.