Gabe for Anon

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“Pleeease? I promise it won’t be that bad!” You practically beg Gabe, you’ve been pleading with him for days to do the boyfriend tag with you for tumblr. But he’s been adamantly turning you down and avoiding the question every time you ask why. “Pleeeease?” you pout, sticking out your lower lip and widening your eyes.

He sighs in defeat and looks away, not meeting your eyes as his face goes pink, “Fine,” he mumbles.

“Yay!” you set up your camera to record and pull out your phone, where you have the question list saved. Gabe sits down beside you, avoiding eye contact and looking a bit nervous.

As you start getting into the questions, Gabe begins to relax, his eyes twinkling again and his smile brightening as time goes on. He’s laughing along side you as you say to him with a gleam in your eye, “See, I told you it wouldn’t be bad.”

He shrugs, “I guess you were right, this is kind of fun,” he grins and kisses you on the top of your head, causing you to blush.

As you stammer out the final question, “’Do you love me?’” your heart pounds in your chest as you anticipate his answer. Your eyes shift around, you don’t want to make eye contact.

He bites his lip and lowers his eyes for a moment. Then he looks back up, puts a finger under your chin and lifts your face so your eyes meet his, “You know I do,” he murmurs, leaning in to kiss you gently.

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