Rooster Teeth One Shots

Mavin

Gavin's P.O.V

"Alright guys, I'm going. Gavin hurry the fuck up or I'm leaving without you." Michael said yanking off my headphones. I nodded and closed my internet tabs, and turned off my computer. 

"Coming boi!" I said smiling hopping out of my seat and skipping out of the office behind Michael, he looked behind and chuckled before walking to his car. I got into the passenger's seat and started playing with the stereo flicking through the stations, unable to pick. 

"Jesus Christ Gavin make up your fucking mind." I giggled and turned it off. "You're a fucking moron." He muttered smiling. The car ride was quiet, dark clouds began to cover the sky quicker than lightning. Michael and I talked about Play Pals that we need to record. 

Once we got to Michael's I hurried to the door and waited for Michael to let us in. He looked at me confused but shook it off when we were inside. I sat down on the sofa, Michael passing me a bev. I smiled and thanked him. I grabbed the tv remote and flicked through the tv channels, deciding to watch Family Guy, as rain began to piss it down outside. 

"Got in just in time huh?" Michael said before taking a sip of his beer. 

"Yeah..." I said quietly drinking my beer quickly. After an episode passed a flash blinded me for a second before a large boom echoed through the apartment. I jumped, almost spilling my beer. 

"You alright there Gavvers?" Michael asked chuckling, I nodded.

"Yeah, just made me jump." I said downing my beer. "Want another?" 

"Jesus Gav I've only had a couple sips." I nodded and got up to the kitchen and took a deep breath. It's just a bit of thunder, no big deal. He doesn't need to know. I grabbed a beer and walked back into the living room. I sat down again trying to seem normal. I took another sip of my drink as a flash appeared again making me spill my drink all over me. 

"Bollocks." I muttered annoyed with myself. Michael started to laugh. 

"Christ man. Let me get you a top." He said getting up and walking into his room. A large boom erupted, I jumped up and walked into Michael's room sheepishly. I sat on his bed and watched him rummage through his wardrobe. 

"M...Mi-Cool?" I said quietly. He turned around a chucked a top at me.

"There you go." 

"Thanks." I said quietly. He walked out as I took off my top, I laid it on Michael's bed and put on the other one. A loud bang went off as all the lights went out, I squawked and fell onto the floor, my back against Michael's bed. I brought me knees up to my chest as my two worst fears surrounded me. 

"Gavin?" Michael called walking into the room, I could just about see his figure in the doorway. I opened my mouth but no words came out. He sat down on the floor next to me and looked at me. "Are you okay?" He asked quietly.

"I... I don't like them." I whispered. 

"Don't like what? What do you mean them?"

"Dark... and thunder storms." I whispered embarrassed, Michael put his arm around me, bringing me closer. I rested my head into the crook of his neck, feeling a little bit better. 

"You don't need to be embarrassed boi. I'm scared of things too..." He said quietly.

"What's my Mogar scared off?" I asked turning my head looking at him.

"Of losing you." He muttered. I smiled and kissed the side of his head. 

"You'll never lose me boi." He looked at me shocked, a small smile grew on his face, our faces a couple of inches apart. We both leaned in until our lips touched. We pulled away, both of us blushing like mad. 

"Now the dark and thunders storms mean a good thing."

"What do you mean?" I asked. 

"Cause I can look after you." I smile and kiss him again.