{DBH} {X Reader} {Mainly British} Oneshots

2 - EastEnders night {Gavin X Male!Reader}

Gavin was sat watching some kind of cheesy romcom on his couch. It was currently 4:20 am, and he thought TV would help him sleep. It didn’t. He hated himself for this and blamed it on the absurd amount of coffee he drank. Suddenly, a loud knocking broke Gavin's train of thought. He groaned and heaved himself up out of his chair. He reluctantly opened the door to see (Y/N) t-posing with the goofiest smile on his face.
“GO COMPARE” they began, Gavin rolling his eyes as they continued. “GO COMPARE, WHEN IN DOUBT CHECK THEM OUT, GO COMPAREEEEEEEE!!!” Gavin sighed and slightly snorted in response.
“Of course, (Y/N).” He stepped aside to let him in. “And why are you here at half 4?” He asked.
“Got bored.” (Y/N) replied. Gavin let out a sigh in response and shut the door behind him as he stepped in. There was a small awkward silence between the two before Gavin finally spoke up. “So, uh, what do you wanna do?”
“Dunno, I don't really know what I wanted to do here, except educate you on more British memes.” (Y/N) replied. Gavin let out a small chuckle in response.
“Jesus Christ (Y/N)” He let out a small giggle in response. Another silence followed, but this was more a comfortable one. “Come, sit.” He said, walking towards the couch, sitting, and patting the spot next to him. (Y/N) followed and delicately placed himself next to Gavin. They turned their eyes towards the TV to see his favourite show on the screen.
“Jesus, Gav, how the fook did ye get EastEnders on your TV? You're fucking American?” He asked
“No idea, it was just there.” For a third time, silence followed. (Y/N) leaned into Gavin as they stared blankly at the TV. After a while, Gavin looked down to see him fast asleep on his shoulder. He let out a short sigh and kissed his forehead.
“Love you (Y/N).”

28 fish fingers. You didn't wanna leave him a plate, huh? He was starving, begging you for food. But you starved him. Again, and again, and again.