What If I Loved You? (Mavin)

Prologue

Slowly, Michael leaned in and gently placed his lips upon mine. One hand reached up to caress my cheek whilst the other held my waist. I didn't pull away, and without hesitation I retaliated, feeling the butterflies in my stomach ignite and let loose. Pulling back, his hand remained on my cheek as he leaned his forehead against mine. "I love you Gavin" Michael sighed, closing his eyes and softly smiling, causing my cheeks to flame as I smiled too.

I woke with a start, this wasn't an unusual occurance for me to have these dreams anymore. They'd been happening since Lindsey had left Michael. He'd been so depressed and it was causing the Achivement Hunter office to be very tense and quiet, afraid that one wrong joke towards him would cause an explosion of rage we all thought was bottled up inside the red head. Slowly, I crawled out of bed to prepare for a day at the office. Today I had to help Michael record a Rage Quit, this both excited me and scared me. I shuffled to the living room where Geoff was already waiting for me. "What took so long asshole? It's time for us to go." Laughing, I followed Geoff out to his car.

Geoff and I were the last to arrive at the offce, so I tried to make our entrance as dramatic as possible, and I did, by tripping over some chords and faceplanting it on the floor. The whole office burst out laughing as I sat up and rubbed my nose, it always got in the way of everything. I saw a hand extended in front of me, grabbing it I was hauled to my feet. I felt a hand rubbing my back which turned out to be Michael. I tried to hide my blush as I made my way to my desk. "You alright Gav?" He asked non-chalantly. I felt no real need to reply as I booted up my computer, viciously trying to ignore the tingling where Michaels hands had been.

I watched silently as Geoff, Jack, Ryan and Ray all left the office so Michael and I could film the Rage Quit. Butterflies exploded in my stomach as I realised we would be alone until the end of the working day, would something happen? Could something happen? I began to remember my dream from last night, imagining his lips colliding with mine ever so gently. "Come on idiot, lets start this already". I yelped as Michaels harsh voice scared me back into reality.

I sat next to Michael at his desk waiting patiently for him to set up the indie game we would be playing today. It was QWOP. I cracked a few jokes whilst Michael raged. A lot. "This looks like the guy from the karma sutra, from the way he bends and shit" Michael stated.

"I've never read the Karma Sutra" I laughed out.

"Why would you, you virgin?" Michael all but yelled making me blush. I turned away, hoping Michael wouldn't notice the faint tinge of colour on my face that only he managed to instigate. "How-HOW DO YOU MOVE FORWARD?!" Michael screamed as the game came to an end, announcing me as the winner again. This was our queue to stop.

Recording Rage Quit's always gave me a headache. I glanced out the window and realised the sun had gone down, meaning the working day had ended quite a while ago. "Mi-Micool?" I stuttered out. He turned to me, face red from rage still. "WHAT?!" He yelled in my face. I felt my eyes drift to the floor, feeling a pain in my chest. I was used to Michael's rage, but it still hurt me when he turned it toward me. "Gav, I'm sorry" I heard him whisper quietly, causing me to look up at him slightly. "I'll take you home buddy" Michael announced as he walked past me slapping me on the back.

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Authours note:

This is my first fan fiction, and I don't really have that much experience writing, so I really do apologise if it isn't very good or what you wanted :$