I woke up to the smell of bacon wafting into my room. I woke up with a moan at the smell, something im usualy awoken by on a Tuesday, then i remembered it was saterday and shot up. Flo never worked on the weekend. Then i remembered i had a house guest.
I sat up and walked into the front room. I saw Gazzy cleaning stuff in the sink, he was dressed for the day and was mumbling words to some spanish song. If i didnt know any better i would say Gazzy was a girl from the back.
He had the pink and blond dreeds that came to his shoulders, his small frame filling the clothes he wore, his ass bullying ots way out of the skinny ripped jeans he wore, he bounced on the spot moving his head from side to side, all the right parts of his legs giggling too.
I was never one to lable people. I wasnt gay but i definetly wasn't straight, i denied ever liking boys but damn i have a weekness for small twinks. I already knew Gazzy was gay. Seeing him standing there moving made me wanna do things to him. Fuck.
I cleared my throat making him jump. He was a jumpy person, he scared easy and he was nervous all the time. I had to remember to make more noise around him so he knows im around, so i dont scare him as much.
"Shit Omar, why you always scaring me?" He asked. I smiled and shrugged. He turned to fully see me and staired at me before moving his eyes quickly. I smirked at his actions.
I was wearing nothing but my boxers,they were tight ones at that, i didnt mean to come out all exposed and shit im juat used to not getting dressed as soon as i wake up on the weekends.
"I made you breakfast. To say thanks for letting me crash here" he told me bringing me my plate as i sat at the table. It had eggs, bacon, pancakes and some sliced tomatoes on it. My mouth watered.
"How? How did you know this is what i like?" I asked looking up at him as i started eating.
"There was a note in the kitchen about what you eat every day. I just picked one." he blushed as he looked at his feet. He was still wearing the same seekers he came here in and i frowned.
"You got plans today?" I asked him. He shook his head and dragged his hand through his dreds as he sat down across from me. I watched him sit. He blushed a lot. It was cute.
"You finna come shopping with me and my friend?" I asked him. Me and Stokeley were going to chill today anyway.
"No, ill be intruding, its nice enough you let me crash here" he said watching the floor.
"Gazzy" i said. He looked at me. "One, why aren't you eating? and two, youre coming with us" i said. Again the rosie colour came over his pale skin, he made me smile as he looked at me.
"I woke up really hungry so i had cereal" he told me. I nodded. "Im Sorry if i over stepped" he said looking worried.
"Hay, help yourself while youre here ok. You're good" i told him. I got up after eating and walked to the sink. I was about to wash my dish when my phone rang from my room. I turned and ran to answer it. It was stokeley, he would go out his mind id i didnt answer.
"Hay Ski whats up?" I asked as i accepted his call.
"Its 12, we were suposed to meet at 11:45" he said panicking. I rolled my eyes and checked my watch before cursing myself out.
"Stokeley just come up here then. Youre in the lobby, i got someone i want you to meet anyway" i said looking over at Gazzys seat. He wasnt there and i panicked for a second before seeing him at the sink washing the dishes.
"O..ok then" he said hanging up the phone. I loved my best friend, me and stokeley have been rhrough alot together. Without stokeley i would literally be lost. However stoke has alot of issues, he has been though alot in his short life. It left him very untrustworthy. He doesnt trust many people and he panics when he is let down by people he cares about.
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heartbreak hotel
FanfictionGazzy Garcia doesn't love, trust or get attached after the tragic death of his family leaving him homeless. Omar Paneiro doesnt love,trust or get attached because no ones ever shown him how, his family was built on lies and money. maybe they can s...